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17. The Luna’s Grace-II
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2025-04-04 22:29:57|| Lilac’s POV ||
The crowd’s reaction was immediate and visceral. Whispers of admiration and pity filled the air, their voices rising in a cacophony of emotion.
“Look at her!” someone exclaimed.
“She has spoken like a true Luna.” Another voice chimed in, “Kael is so unfortunate.”
The words washed over me, their impact fueling my resolve.
I turned to Alpha King Darius and Luna Cassandra, my expression one of quiet grace. “My King, Luna, please bless them on their reunion. Fate has brought them together after all,” I said, my voice polite but filled with emotion. Tears welled in my eyes, though they were more from relief than sadness. I bowed slightly, my movements graceful and deliberate.
The crowd erupted again, their voices filled with admiration and respect. I could feel their eyes on me, their whispers of praise and sympathy fueling my resolve. I had played my part perfectly, and now it was time to make my exit.
“I wish you and ou
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