In the early morning, William had just stepped out of the bedroom when he saw Luna sitting on a stone bench with red eyes, pouting her lips and staring ahead.
In front of her, a stone table was covered with bright red, beautiful feathers.
Erebus sat silently beside Luna, not daring to speak.
He was afraid that saying the wrong thing would get him hit.
He had already been hit many times last night, but he dared not retaliate, especially since Luna had plucked an extra hundred feathers for him.
William strolled over leisurely, glanced at the feathers on the table, and asked, "Swap for two?"
Luna looked up at William and then nodded, "Since I've plucked them, of course, I'll swap for two."
With a wave of William's hand, the bright red, gorgeous feathers on the table vanished, replaced by two small glass bottles.
Seeing the glass bottles, Luna was so excited that she forgot her previous displeasure.
