296 What is Love?

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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"Are you fucking kidding me?"

Luna was taken aback. 

Was this the reason why both of them were making flower crowns made of desert roses in his gazebo because Ravin would like to give them to her so that… what? 

She will love him?

The Archdemon was clueless.

Luna needed to educate him, or else he might come across as a fool.

She stood up and fixed her gown, brushing invisible lint on her skirts if there even was.

Sitting back on her chair, Luna glanced up at Ravin before staring at the bright flower crown in her hand, not knowing what to do with it.

Based on the hopeful smile of the female imp beside Ravin, Luna guessed that the demon was proud of herself for teaching the Prince how to make this gorgeous wreath.