Viya's POV
When we arrived at the Wilde residence, I discovered the answer to this question.
Miranda hadn't returned for the festival.
We arrived almost exactly at mealtime, and before we could even sit down, the butler came to announce dinner.
Everyone moved to the dining room and took their seats. Luna Scarlett's displeasure was evident.
"You finally deign to return for a festival, and you arrive right at mealtime. One might think you're the elder here!"
It was painfully obvious who that "you" referred to.
I pretended not to hear, but Lucius wouldn't let it slide. His expression remained neutral as he responded, "Mother, it was my poor planning. If you want to scold someone, scold me."
"Lucius!" Luna Scarlett took a deep breath. "Get this straight—I am your moth
