Luna was to release a breath out of relief when the dwarf left her but as soon as the wall moved she met a pair of silver eyes, widened.
"Your grace, what are you doing here?"
"Lady Luna! What is this?"
Luna dashed out and closed the wall.
"Natasha and I were inside the library and princess Livia came, master Gaven had to take me back from another way."
She explained fast, squeezing her skirt when she saw a disappointing look of the prince.
"Library? Why were you there? Do you like reading?"
Wilmore walked to the bookshelf, saw the broken wooden doll in her hand but asked nothing about where she had found it. It was a long time since he did not see this doll he made at the age of twelve.
"Your shelf is almost empty. I will allow you to go to the library through a proper path."
"But princess Livia might not like it."
"She wouldn't but are you comfortable using this annoying pathway?"
