Chapter 9 The Old Luna

• The guards and maids lined in two lanes, their faces stern and expectant, as they awaited the arrival of the old Luna. The air was thick with anticipation, heavy with the weight of reverence and fear. And then, without warning, a sleek black limousine glided into the palace grounds, its tires whispering on the polished stone. Selene, standing beside Sophie, felt her breath catch in her throat as she gazed upon the vehicle's imposing grandeur.
• The limousine seemed to stretch on forever, its tinted windows reflecting the flickering sunlight like a dark mirror. Selene's eyes widened, her mind struggling to comprehend the sheer scale of the car. She felt a shiver run down her spine as Sophie's hand grasped her elbow, her voice low and urgent.
• "Don't even think about trying to raise your head, Selene. You wouldn't love the consequences," Sophie whispered, her eyes darting nervously towards the limousine.