Alexa

Irikah. The lady that had just come here this evening—was it her plan all along?

To make sure Nana and George weren't together, so she could come reaping where she didn't sow?

"Now!" I ordered, as I walked away from their presence.

We were now outside the garden of the Palace, her mask quite striking.

"Why are you in that?" I asked, as the cold winds slapped against my skin.

"You must be the Luna, I guess?" She smiled as she bowed a bit. "Greetings, Luna."

"You didn't answer my ...