A Night Under the Stars
As the last remnants of the ruined temple crumbled behind them, Luna emerged victorious, her breathing heavy but exhilarated. The trial had pushed her to her limits, testing both her combat skills and her ability to think under pressure. Her body ached from the intense battle against the ancient guardians that had stood in her way, but the glow of triumph in her golden eyes outshone any exhaustion.
Orpheus watched her with a small, knowing smile. He had stayed in the background, observing, ready to step in if necessary—but she hadn't needed him. She had overcome each challenge with determination, and now, as she looked up at him with wide, expectant eyes, she reminded him of a puppy eagerly awaiting praise.
A chuckle rumbled from his throat. "You want me to praise you that badly?"
Luna pouted, crossing her arms. "Of course! I worked hard in there."
