Luna
In front of the marble table stood the Shaman with his thousand-page book (as if he was going to read any of it). Next to him was Lancelot, with rigid features and a calm countenance, as if he had just been up to something, but I remained calm and inside I wished it would all end soon. The sensation of people watching me made me feel sick, as if they were watching me all the time.
"Excuse me!" - He asked when he realized that Dalila was among the people, with a scowl on her face and hatred in her eyes.
"There's nothing to forgive, you should have listened to me at least once, now it's too late." - I smiled awkwardly and stood next to her. Merlin held the flowers and sat down where everyone else was.
"The union of flesh is a splendid thing, being able to mold two bodies into one, c
