Luna was away from society for a long time. She was trying to hold the rein of her courage so this way she would become successful to overcome the fear that was rooted in her heart.
"There are too many people here." She murmured beside her uncle.
"Yes, darling but only those who have the invitation card can enter."
Luna frowned as he said that. She doubted if the prince had one because he was strolling in the shadows under the mask of a knight.
As soon as she thought that way, a cold aura approached them; the white shadow that broke the gray ones and halted near her.
"Lord James, what a pleasure! I was tending to see you."
Wilmore announced, his eyes were on Miguel but drifted on Luna so fast. This girl entirely distracted him from the main case that pulled him here.
"Your grace, please join us. I am glad that you were around. We must talk in private."
Luna was curious about the issue that they wanted to discuss. She hated boring business speeches but this was different.
