Before I knew it, the day of the lycan luna’s birthday banquet had arrived. It felt like only yesterday that I was just working my waitressing job trying to earn enough money to get by, and now here I was backstage about to perform for the queen.
The birthday banquet was held at The Royal Grand Theatre, a considerable upgrade from the humble Moonlight over in Blue Moon territory. The Royal Grand Theatre was every ballet dancer’s dream performance space: its vaulted ceilings with intricate gold molding, cushy velvet seats, a massive non-slip stage in pristine condition, and endless backstage practice space and dressing rooms. Not to mention the theater was famous for hosting the most prestigious events, particularly for the royal family. Performing here was an honor desired by all yet achi
