After leaving the hospital, Selene and Luna made their way through the crowded streets of New York.
The nighttime bustle enveloped the city: car horns, scattered conversations, the constant murmur of a city that never slept.
The skyscrapers, imposing and majestic, while the neon signs filled the air with vibrant colors that reflected in their eyes.
As she passed by, all eyes were on her. Men and women, fascinated by her supernatural elegance, looked away too late, captivated by a beauty that seemed out of this world.
"I didn't expect Lord Lucien's mother to be so... unique," Luna commented, keeping her expression neutral.
Selene nodded. "And you haven't seen her when she annoys my darling," she said with a smile.
Luna thought for a moment and couldn't help imagining the scene, but then she flashed a mischievous smile: "But, my Lady, you are very good at lying; I didn't know Lord Lucien had gone to Madagascar."
