Luna fidgeted in her seat as the duo stepped out of the mansion to talk.
She was just as nervous as Hades had been when they first arrived.
Though she adored her grandmother, she knew well of her distrust toward men. Time and again, Fiona had urged her to live for herself, to leave the name Luna behind and embrace a new life as Rinne. She always said she didn't need a man to find happiness.
But Luna could never put into words what Hades truly was to her.
It wasn't simply because he was a man. He was far more than that—more than some passing infatuation.
Hades had given her hope when she thought none remained. He had stood by her in her darkest hours, offering the quiet, steady support she had so desperately needed. He had protected her, even when he gained nothing from it.
He had cried for her.
He had grown angry when others insulted her.
He had fought battles he had no chance of winning, all for her sake.
