Reality, in the bedroom of the Hero's mother.
Time ticked away, and it was already midnight.
The quiet room was unlit, with moonlight streaming through the curtains, softly illuminating the objects in the room.
Although the Hero's parents were recognized as model noble couples in the city, they each had their own rooms in the Viscount Mansion.
In the mother's bedroom, there were only a few decorations; on the dressing table, there weren't any cosmetics, unlike other noble ladies' rooms. Even the Hero's own room seemed more lively than this austere interior.
At this moment, the usually expressionless Moon Person silently gazed at her daughter, who sat across on a chair with her eyelids gently closed as if sleeping, her moon-white pupils rippling imperceptibly.
"The full moon is approaching..."
She murmured softly, her gaze fixed on the Moon Mark at the Hero's brow, her eyelashes trembling slightly but not blinking once.
