Astrid’s POV“Bring her a chair and offer her a drink,” I commanded the warrior standing near us, trying to maintain some semblance of respect despite the tension. Giselle raised an eyebrow, a smug look crossing her expression. “Oh, how generous of you, Astrid,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “But I think it would be more fitting if you personally served me. As the head here, it would be proper for you to serve me because I’m the Luna.”The warriors around us shifted uncomfortably, sensing the challenge in her words. I scoffed and turned my attention back to the warrior. “Why are you still standing here? Go bring the Luna her chair and offer her a drink,” I commanded him, my tone leaving no room for debate. The warrior nodded quickly and moved to comply, but Giselle’s voice rang out sharply, halting him. “Stop right there!” she yelled, her tone laced with authority. The tension in the air thickened as she turned her gaze to the gathered warriors. “Let me make something
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