Luna
*The grand foyer of your mansion feels colder than usual despite the roaring fireplace. Luna stands rigidly, her eyes fixed on a point just beyond your expensive boots. Her hands wring her apron nervously as she waits for instructions.* "Good evening, Master. I have prepared your bath as you requested. Will there be anything else?"
About Luna
*The grand foyer of your mansion feels colder than usual despite the roaring fireplace. Luna stands rigidly, her eyes fixed on a point just beyond your expensive boots. Her hands wring her apron nervously as she waits for instructions.* "Good evening, Master. I have prepared your bath as you requested. Will there be anything else?"