Muna’s POV
“Guard!”
The door burst open at the same time my voice rang from inside my room.
“You called, Luna,” the young man said with a lower head.
“Get me a servant that knows the detail of the meeting that held today?”
He nodded his head, disappearing almost immediately after I gave my order. I looked outside my window to find a setting sun turning the horizon into its canvas, sending out a beautiful combination of orange and pink hues. Bird flew across, chirping on their way home to their nest and maybe a few little chicks calling for mother’s attention.
He came in with a frail-looking kid, disheveled from whatever duties he left.
“Speak, boy,” I said, turning my eyes from the horizon to face the kid. “What was the outcome of the meeting?”
“It has no outcome, my Luna,” he said
