The King's Cursed Luna
She raises her eyes, feeling a third child hugging her awkwardly, with their small arms that only encircle her waist.
Rhea gives a smile, trying to fit the four children into her arms.
“Sorry about that… are these little brats bothering you?” The girl says with a regretful sigh, putting her hands on her waist, “Come on, kids… You can't hug her like that, she's our King's Luna.”
Upon hearing the mention of the King, the children flinch, shrugging their shoulders and bowing their heads, losing their silly smiles and bright eyes. This reaction causes a sudden discomfort in Rhea's chest, which twists, aches and hammers.
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