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.

door in one of the walls. "He's probably changing his

all these years? While we were under strict training, you must have been running around and dancing under the rain."

as I dropped my gaze to my hands clasped together and

hanging them out to dry." I tilted my face up and looked at the youngest, who asked that question. "Then I scrubbed the toilet floors.

and nodded. "I grew up in an orphanage. I was adopted twice, but they returned me. Because they said, I didn't fit into their families. After the second time, I asked the headmistress if I could just stay and not be

when they made

I started." I smiled bitterly. "I honestly can't

grew up with your mother," Esmaeel said,

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

grumpy tone, and this was maybe what Danielle was talking

anything

each of

Esmaeel was almost eighteen years old when

adolescents when I was born. "Have you met

an illegitimate child. The King must have cheated

before I could take

looked at

your seat." My eyes widened, and I

grab a

walking toward where we were.

practice that when it's just

reminding you in case we are in a room

"I understand, Father."

you can lie on the floor and

Father glared at him,