Hearing this, Frigg, the Eight-Legged Divine Horse, raised her head and struck a proud pose, letting out a soft neigh of satisfaction.
Luna could not help laughing. Her smile was bright and adorable, and her whole body trembled with laughter...
Just as Wizet began to worry that Luna might fall because of it, she indeed lost her balance for a moment and toppled toward him.
Wizet started adjusting his position, but before he could steady himself, Luna had already fallen into his arms, surrounded by the pleasant scent of grass and plants.
Pressed against Wizet's chest, Luna breathed heavily, her nose filled with the lovely fragrance of lavender.
Wizet's body stiffened. He did not feel any impact; it was as though a soft ball of cotton had simply appeared in his arms, along with an incredibly chaotic rumbling sound coming from who knew where.
For a moment, he could not tell where exactly the rumbling was coming from.
Could it be that seedling desperately trying to move?
Very likely!
Listening to the ever-present rumbling, he felt his movements becoming chaotic as well. His limbs seemed to stop obeying him, and he had no idea what he was supposed to do.
Perhaps, at some point, he too would lose his balance and fall to the ground.
Wizet found himself thinking this for no reason...
But falling to the ground like this would not be so bad... At least Luna had him to lean against...
"I came back at just the right time... You happened to have lunch ready too." Xenophilius Lovegood's voice rang out inside the vehicle-shaped castle. "Darling... Daddy's home!"
"Mr. Lovegood, you're back!" Dobby's shrill voice sounded. "Luna should still be in the garden. Dobby will go call her right away..."
"Has Wizet returned?" Xenophilius continued. "I remember