The next morning, I woke to the soft rustle of footsteps outside my room and the faint sound of voices in the corridor. My head felt heavy, but the moment I remembered what day it was, my sleepiness vanished. Today was my first Luna training session.
Luna training.
The words sounded strange in my head, heavy, powerful… and terrifying.
I sat up slowly, the blanket sliding down to my lap. My body still felt weak, but the excitement and nerves inside me were stronger. Someone had already opened the windows, and the scent of morning dew drifted in. I heard the soft rustle of maids outside the room, moving around quietly.
A knock followed, gentle but firm. “My Luna, breakfast is ready.”
I still wasn’t used to being called that. My Luna.
“Thank you,” I said softly. “I’ll be out soon.”
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