Chasing His Stunning Luna
Smoke curled from the chimney, and the air was thick with the scent of burning herbs.
Inside, the space was cluttered with jars, dried plants, and bones hanging from strings. The flickering light of a single lantern threw distorted shadows across the walls. The alchemist moved with surprising grace, her hands already selecting ingredients from the shelves.
“You seek a new face,” she said without looking at me. “A new scent, a new name. Marcia, you’ll call yourself.”
“How did you—”
“I know more than you could fathom, child,” she interrupted, her tone sharp. “Sit.”
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