Luna was sitting by the fireplace, staring at the fire blossoms that were blazing out. She couldn't sleep, her eyes were wide, her mind filled with her family. She couldn't shove the faces that were displayed in front of her sight.
Why would this cursed Queen arrive right after she earned her vision? She looked around, this was her new home? Home? Could it be as safe as a home? As warm as a home that she had once?
"Fancy but not lovely." Luna described.
Her chamber was big and had sat on the left tower on the fifth floor that was the last one. She had to climb up many stairs to reach up and unlike it would sneak down harshly.
There was a big window, she stood up the divan and passed by the table. Reaching the window, she rolled the red silk curtain. Bolingtone was under her view.
