Why are All the Clouds White?
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Intrigued by how Arion would respond to her being referred to as Luna, Lily cast a subtle, almost imperceptible glance in his direction.
Yet, Arion's demeanor remained composed, maintaining the facade they had chosen for this particular situation.
It was a delicate act of concealment, executed with great care.
Why not play the role of Luna?
The two of them took their seats and fastened their seatbelts securely. The pilot emerged from the cockpit, approaching them with a friendly demeanor, briefly explaining the details of their upcoming journey.
"Good day, Alpha Arion and Luna Lily," the pilot greeted with a warm smile. "We are ready for departure. The flight should be smooth, and we'll reach your destination in about three hours. Is there anything specific you need during the flight?"
Arion glanced at Lily before responding, "Thank you for the information. We should be fine. Lily, do you require anything special?"