Jennifer’s POV
I cast a fleeting glance at Ryan before turning to the King, my voice steady yet resolute. “I beg your pardon, Your Majesty, but I cannot comply.”
An eyebrow arched in response from the King.
“I am not one to yield without a struggle,” I declared, clearing my throat as I straightened my posture, lifting my head with determination. “My affection for your son compels me to choose the more challenging path.”
“And what might that be?” inquired the King.
“I shall endeavor to swiftly acquire the knowledge requisite for a Luna’s duties. While I acknowledge my current deficiencies, I believe my ignorance is not a permanent state. Through diligence, I can evolve into a more capable individual. I implore you to grant me an opportunity, Your Majesty,” I continued. “Regarding my
