The bright morning matched Mireya's radiant face as she arrived at The Palace. The car carrying her stopped in the courtyard and a guard opened the door. Gracefully, Mireya stepped out, taking a moment to survey her surroundings with a smile before making her way forward.
Her arrival was greeted with the usual respect. People bowed their heads and greeted her politely. Her smile widened and she raised her chin in pride. Mireya felt on top of the world. Now, after everything that had happened, it seemed as if she could really go to The Palace in peace.
It was not as if Mireya ignored Vione. After all, the whole palace knew how Usher preferred her to Vione. But there was something that required her to restrain herself, at least in public—Vione's position as Luna.
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