The Forgotten Luna by Cassandra M

Chapter 92

LADESSA.

"There she is." I heard a voice, and my head snapped to look where the sound came from. I found myself face-to-face with four men around a conference table. Even though they were sitting, they all looked tall. They must be taller than Esriel, who was already six feet and "One would have thought she was tall. Did we have a sister for a midget?"

two inches in height.

My eyes widened. Midget? I was around five feet and four inches. I wasn't short. They were just giants. I thought they were seriously judging me when I realized they were all smiling.

"I would rather have a midget than a giant for a sister," Esriel said as he stood beside me.

They all chuckled, and if these four men, who must be aging from their late twenties to late thirties, were the princes, they didn't look like one except for the formal vests they were wearing. The way they were snickering reminded me of the boys of the little rascals. "Hi..." That was all I could say as my eyes shifted between them.

They immediately stopped making those snickering noises as they stood up and introduced themselves one by one.

Prince Esmaeel was the eldest.

Prince Eston was the second.

Esriel, who was with me, was the third one, followed by Prince Esegar. And then Prince Esaias was the youngest.

Esaias was twenty-eight. He was eight years older than me. While the oldest, Esmael, was thirty-eight. They had two to three years in between them.

I was expecting animosity from them, so I was surprised to see how attentive and curious they were about me.

Esriel pulled a chair and guided me to sit down.

"Where is Father?" I asked.

I saw a door in one of the walls. "He's probably changing his clothes to a

all these years? While we were under strict training, you must have been running around and

whenever I could, as long as I already did all my chores," I mumbled as I dropped my gaze to my hands clasped together and resting on the table. I felt like I

up and looked at the youngest, who asked that question. "Then I scrubbed the toilet floors.

but they returned me. Because they said, I didn't fit into their families. After the second time, I

were you when they made you scrub the toilet floor?"

when I started." I smiled bitterly. "I honestly can't remember my age when I was younger, as I never dared ask when my

your mother," Esmaeel

in my eyes. "But I have many siblings, maybe 40 or 50. I've lost track of the number because it

only have five siblings unless your mother has another family," Esmaeel said in a grumpy tone, and this was maybe what Danielle was talking about-that he could

know anything about her."

each of them. If

eighteen years old when was born, so

I was born. "Have you

child. The King must have cheated on his Queen, and reminding them about it was a

could take it

and looked at my father, who had changed his clothes to just regular black slacks

the King enters the room, you must stand up from your seat." My eyes widened, and

watched him grab a portfolio

before walking toward where we were.

practice that when it's

in a room

"I understand, Father."

lie on the floor and

Father glared at him,