Luna:

          Seeing Camilla happy brought a slight smile to Luna’s features. While
     she had always lived in the shadow of Cordelia back in Ylisse, here no one
     knew of her mother and perfectness and it made Luna ecstatic if not happy.

                      ❝ A simple meal of eggs and bacon would suffice. 
                                      Or perhaps some warm soup as well? 
                                      Soup would be good too.  ❞

Camilla entwined the two girls’ arms together,
and began the walk down the pretentiously
long hallway. Her dark, obsidian heels clicked
away as she pulled the poor girl with her.

     ⎡You have worked very hard, my dear Luna.
        Why don’t we have both this morning? I must
        reward your flawless work.⎦

Her hand squeezed Luna’s own, smaller one,
something she would frequently do with Elise
as well. It seemed to be some type of habit, or
perhaps a quirk on her behalf; a guard was startled
by it once, but instead of reminding her to filter
this affection, it amused her even more. Naturally,
she would want Luna to feel her love as well.