Rina’s POV
I stood in front of the mirror, smiling warmly at my reflection. The beautiful yellow dress I was wearing perfectly complemented my blonde hair, which was deliberately styled in a messy bun, and my bright blue eyes. I felt very confident and cute; I knew it was the beginning of reclaiming my power as Lysander’s only woman.
Maya walked into the room, her eyes gleaming with admiration as I turned to face her.
“Are you going somewhere, Luna Rina?” she asked, her voice polite but curious.
I raised an eyebrow, clearly irritated by her nosiness even though she meant no harm. “How is that any of your business?” I replied rudely.
Maya lowered her gaze in remorse. “Forgive me, Luna. I didn’t mean to pry.”
I only rolled my eyes at her before reaching for a pair of sunflower earrings
