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she said, her voice hushed but demanding. I paused, then took off my shirt. Mara's breath caught. She leaned in closer, fingers grazing the design but not touching it. “The Lunar Mark,” she breathed, her words tinged with what could only be reverence — or fear. “What is it?” I asked, my throat tight. “Why is it on me?”

If she lost more people because she couldn’t defend them like the five people she just lost recently, then Anastacia could never forgive herself. “Asteria!” She screamed and opened her eyes. She forced herself to use all her strength to fight back the force that was suffocating her, “Show yourself!” She commanded again as drops of blood came out from her nose. She just wiped it with her hand and continued to strain her eyes to see past the dark void. “Sei molto interessante, piccola Luna,” (You’re very interesting, little Luna) Asteria spoke with a hint of surprise laced in her voice as her form began to materialize in front of Anastacia.

‘Thanks to the moon goddess’ Sia chirped in ‘You’re right Sia, she’s been with me all along’ I responded ‘I’ve been with you too Monna, every step of the way. We’ve been together since you were born’ she said ‘I know sia, I just wish I had you like this through those times, I really felt weak and almost gave up’ ‘You were never weak Monna, you’ve always been strong, those times was to train you to be ready to take your crown’ sia said

"This is 80 Percent of your money,once this quest is done, you would have the remaining 20 percent." Valen handed over the brown envelope to her and left immediately. Aina couldn't contain the joy she felt and kissed the envelope thrice saying; “I bless this day. The moon goddess has remembered my family. My father would be free again. I can't wait to see him." She smiled. She went to where the baby was laying. "You are such a lovely cute boy, I would miss you alot but don't worry you will be in your mother's arms tonight." She pegged him on his forehead.

In response Milana smiled pleasantly at him and asked: - Why don't you play your guitar? "Because I've been waiting all my life to play this song for you." A song without words, but with words. "I'd love to hear it!" Milana agreed, and the musician began to sing his song: "Touching The Sun, I will not lose faith in you. Touching The Sun, I will love you again. Touching The Sun, I trusted the hope in myself, So that you can hear my voice And your voice in the silence.

There's a hint of hurt, disappointment, and apology in his voice. When Gideon ended the song, both of them fell silent. The crashing of the sea waves on the shore and the crickets in the woodland nearby broke the deafening silence. There was no doubt that Gideon was singing out pain and loneliness, and Jewel couldn't understand the reason why. When she asked him, he just smiled and kissed her forehead.

LISA’S POV “Are you ready?” Jonas asked, his voice dripping with malice. He towered over me, his dark attire contrasting with my silver gown in the early morning light. I felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter. I nodded, paralyzed by his close proximity. His smile was cruel and twisted, making my skin crawl. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my face, as he uttered his next words. “Good, Lisa. Very good.” "What are you doing?" I whispered, trying to sound brave but failing miserably as he continued to hover around my face.

Laughter. War stole people. And no victory could ever truly repay that debt. Fresh tears fell. The strings began playing again. Softer now. Sadder. Servants sang. Their voices rose through the mountain air. Melancholic. Heartbreaking. The words carried sorrow so profound that many around me collapsed to their knees weeping. I stared into the flames. Somewhere within them, Maria was leaving this world. Returning to the Moon Goddess. Returning home. The realization shattered whatever composure I still possessed.

The two women shared a quiet glance, their embarrassment fading into something deeper, warmer, and softer. Makayla leaned subtly into Lilac’s shoulder, humming quietly as the chorus rose gently in the background: “She’s the sweet refrain I hum when the night feels long. The one who turned my silence into a heartfelt song. No other could compare, no matter where I roam. She’s my brightest constellation—she’s the love I call home.” I sighed happily as the lyrics surrounded us, filling the room with warmth and emotion. This was exactly what my humans needed. My eyes drifted shut as Lilac softly joined Makayla’s humming, both voices blending gently together, comforting each other as the storm fa

and the crowd howls. “Two-thirty!” Mona Lisa calls, slamming her heel to the floor. “Sold! To the radiant goddess in the leopard mini!” Brody fist-pumps and bows like he just won an Oscar. We all cheer, hooting and clapping like proud parents at a dance recital. When he returns to the table, he’s still glowing. “I love it here,” he says, grabbing his drink. “We know,” Thomas and Teddy say in unison. Then Mona Lisa gets a mischievous twinkle in her eye. “And now… I have a surprise.”