Hannah
The room was silent as I cautiously approached the table, although my heart was pounding so hard in my chest I wondered if they could all hear it.
The eyes of every Luna in the room were fixed on me, their gazes stern and appraising. I had never felt so small. Not since my rebirth, at least.
“Ladies, this is Luna Hannah of Nightcrest,” Luna Alanna announced as I took my seat.
“It’s an honor to be here,” I said, bowing my head politely.
The other Lunas’ faces betrayed nothing. “Welcome,” they all said, almost in unison.
I settled into the empty chair that was waiting for me, acutely aware of the scrutiny I was under. But no sooner had I taken my seat than Alanna was already jumping into the day’s agenda, clearly not wanting to waste any time on pleasantries.
