ADALINEI don't know which was more irritating: my back or my fingers. The constant ache in my fingers was sickening whenever I held the pen, and the arching pain in my back was relentless. I got up from my seat, straightening my posture, and walked over to Camila, extending my hand as she began to massage it."Well done, my Luna," she congratulated me, kneading my fingers with skilled hands. The relief was immediate, but the respite was short-lived as the tenth messenger walked in. I returned to my desk, picking up a spread of letters to hand to him."How are the other messengers?" I asked, noticing his face reddening. He avoided my gaze, staring intently at the floor."They are receiving treatment, my lady. I didn't know you cared for commoners like us," the boy smiled, his shyness endearing."You are human, aren't you? Of course I care," I replied with a chuckle, watching his expression soften."I shall be on my way, my Luna," he said with admiration, bowing before heading to the d
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