Viya's POV
"Luna, Luna Viya is here—" Bartell began as we entered the hall.
Before he could finish, a teacup flew directly at my forehead!
I saw Luna Margaret's movement but didn't dodge. The cup struck my temple, drawing bright blood before clattering to the floor, splattering droplets onto my ankles.
Thankfully, it wasn't filled with hot water.
The atmosphere in the hall was tense and eerie, punctuated by occasional screams from upstairs.
"What are you standing there for?" Luna Margaret's drooping eyes narrowed with fury clearly reserved just for me. "Get over here!"
"Yes, Grandmother," I replied, wiping away the blood that threatened to drip into my eye. I stepped forward, stopping about three feet away from her.
Luna Margaret rose from her seat and glared at m
