The sky was unusually sunny that afternoon, despite the chill that permeated the air.
Dressed in black as a sign of mourning, out of respect for Luna Beatriz, Isadore reached the place of commemoration with a heavy heart.
She had always hated having to attend that intimate and private ceremony, and in the last two years had managed to escape it due to her fragile health, but now that she was a Moon Princess she could no longer escape unwanted commitments due to her condition.
Because she kept it a secret from everyone.
Uncle Viktor and Alpha Cedric were already in the winter garden where a small mausoleum had been created to remember Luna Beatriz and her parents.
Isadore gave them a slight smile as she joined them to place a white flower on the altar, and then carve out some space for
