Aaron's custom-built box occupied the middle tier of the Silvermoon Grand Theater, offering the best position and clearest view. It was fully furnished, with a long table overlooking the stage and fine wine and snacks beside several comfortable upholstered chairs. The glass panes were bright and clear, pale yellow magical lamps illuminated the interior, and murals and wallpaper decorated the walls. The floor was covered with a fine bearskin rug imported from the North.
Aaron slowly escorted the seemingly ageless Lady Luna into the box, helped her take a seat, and handed her the program. Then he fetched some wine and stemmed glasses from the side and smiled. "My goddess, what would you like?"
"Sit down, my child. You don't need to do all this. Come, sit beside Mama."
Lady Luna, who was none other than Selûne, the Lady of Silver, wore an expression of mild reproach and abundant affection. She indicated that Aaron need not be so affected and beckoned him to sit beside her. The goddess raised her delicate wrist to brush aside a lock of hair at her temple. Her moon-colored sleeve slid down, exposing a slender, snowy-white arm that gave off a rich, milky fragrance.
Aaron sat shoulder to shoulder with Selûne. Below them, the final preparations were underway on the grand stage, and the guests entered in orderly succession. Selûne noticed Eleanor glance toward their box. Once she finished greeting the guests, she would come upstairs to join them.
Yes, Miss Cleric would naturally watch the performance in the same box as Aaron and Selûne. Mama Selûne had requested it, and Aaron certainly had no objections.
"How are things going between you and Eleanor?" A gentle voice, full of maternal warmth, reached his ears.
"Huh?"
Aaron did not understand what Mama Selûne meant.
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