“Please, pardon him, King Tyler,” She resorted in her former formal tone.
No, no, this was wrong.
“Tyler,” he said it way faster than he realized, way before she could even correct herself and he met her eyes.
Remember, No formalities,” he cleared his throat.
“Yeah, Of course,” she muttered, not sure on how to behave now.
“Luna Leah!” Luke tried to gather himself, still panting. But before he managed to say anything, she gave him that look of shut up now or I won't be able to help you.
“What happened?” she tried to change the subject, “Why were you looking for me?”
“Oh, yeah, that,” he gritted through his teeth, adjusting his collar that looked all crumpled and out of his jeans, “A mail came.”
“What mail?” Leah raised her brow trying to understand what it had to do with her.
“You
