STARLETTE
The traditional robe laid out on the bed was pristine white, symbolising purity. It was the same robe worn by Maximus' mother and countless Lunas before her. Today, it would be mine. And after I took my oath, I would wear the crown that every Luna before me had worn with pride.
"I can't believe this is finally happening," Bella beamed, her eyes sparkling as she took in the sight of the majestic robe on the bed. She turned to me with a radiant smile, prancing over and resting her hands on my shoulders. "You're going to be a perfect Luna."
“Thank you, Bella.” I blushed as I looked at my reflection through the mirror. The makeup artist did a really great job on my face. The hairstylist also. My hair swept up in a tight bun, and I couldn’t help but imagine how beautiful the crown
