Shelia POV
Five long and deadly days had passed since we arrived at the Yellow Moon. For five long days, their dreadful Luna and her mind-boggling Beta Melinda had kept me engaged in one intolerant task after another.
As if it was not bad enough that I had to perform nursing work and take care of the wounded, then I had to consume my meals either in the kitchen or in the hallway between the sick. There was obviously no one who had time to set the table properly in the dining room! They had also just thrown the first and very worst dresses in my direction! There was nothing that said fashion or just form fitting over them. I had asked the Luna for a tailor, but she had just rolled her eyes at me and had gone on without answering me.
The only thing that made our stay bearable was that the
