Chapter 59 - Mother

Lunaria's mother graciously led the trio to the heart of Lunaria's abode which is ensconced within the territory's core. Dominating the landscape, it claimed the distinction of being the most expansive residence nestled within the towering embrace of a venerable tree.

They were greeted by opulent furnishings boring the mark of masterful craftsmanship, each piece a tribute to the tree from which it was hewn. The ambiance of the room was a symphony of natural scents, carrying the invigorating perfume of the wild untouched by the intrusion of artificial fragrances. This sensory immersion resonated deeply with Luke, evoking a primal sense of satiety akin to savoring a nourishing meal.

A hushed stillness enveloped the room, the weight of it broken only by the expression on Lunaria's face—an innocent visage reminiscent of a child acknowledging a misstep.

Before them stood Lunaria's mother, a tableau formed by the trio and a row of chairs.