Skylar's POV
Luna…
The word sounded foreign coming from her, almost like it belonged to someone else.
"Am I?" I chuckled. Honestly, I didn't know what I was anymore. Luna? The title? Of course. I had that for a year. But the honor? Never.
She immediately began to bow, her face flushing with embarrassment. "I am so sorry! I didn't recognize you."
I caught her by the arm before she could go full-on formal. "Please, don't. I didn't rescue you from an evil goose just to have you bow to me."
She straightened up, laughing awkwardly. "Right. Sorry again."
I smiled now, "Why would you be sorry again?"
"I don't know. Maybe—" She pressed her lips and then shook her head. "Forget it. Tell me, what brings you out here today?" She asked. "Is our Luna looking for a little adventure or just trying to escape the palace?"