The door opens and she closes her eyes squinting she hasn't seen the light of day in so long she can't believe she'd rather find herself in the dark again.
"Charles stand." An elder requests already walking back to the tent.
All the elders in the room look calm nothing like what the others outside said and did to her.
"Do you have anything to say for yourself? The deed you committed is too big a crime to let you off with a slap on the wrist."
"It's not my fault you all didn't listen to me and abused the stones power, what did you expect me to do? Sing you praises for your obsession that consumed you?" Luna looks around the room waiting to be sent back to her dark room.
She enjoyed the time out but she prefers to be left alone in silence.
"Where is the stone? Without it we're powerless."
