"Moira!"
'James!'
James was taken down from the battle right then, he lost before he could even start fighting those four beautiful boys. The jump from Moira right into his arms without hesitation made James' anger vanish without a trace. Now his face was soft and gentle.
He was even smiling like a fool from the beautiful vision he was experiencing. From the moment he arrived at the girls' residency to take Moira to the ball, he was almost stricken again with another arrow of love.
She looked fabulous. Even the Princess who was the one who prepared Moira and made her stand still without moving to dress her like a doll was tearing from how lovely Moira looked.
"My baby had grown up," Anne said while cleaning her invisible tears. "You must feel like the luckiest man in the world to even see this lady and having the opportunity of taking her hand."
