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A Whisper of Lost Royalty
The moon hung low in the star-studded sky, casting a silvery glow over the small cottage tucked away in the woods. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of pine and the faint echo of laughter. There lived a little girl named Luna and…
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…Moana, without a second thought, followed, her concern evident as she rushed to Luna's side, helping to clean up the sticky mess. A strange, familiar feeling settled over Luna as she looked at Moana, a sense of kinship akin to a cousin or sister. Gathering her courage, Luna revealed her royal status, her position as Queen. Moana, in turn, confessed her own identity: a werewolf princess, a descendant of the Night pack. She was young, barely eighteen, and entirely alone since the age of five. When Luna gently inquired about her parents, Moana’s voice softened, a hint of sorrow in her gaze. "I don't have one," she whispered, the words hanging heavy in the air.