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Seemingly out of nowhere, Black Swan appeared at the Alpha mating ceremony. Sitting down, late and right beside Acheron, who made no move to stop her.
Unable to hold her confusion, March leaned forward to grab her attention as she spoke up. "Miss, you can't sit there! that's- that's the Alpha King's sacred spot for their chosen luna." She gulped, finally turning to Dan Heng who had been trying to stop her.
The memokeeper forced an anxious expression, her voice shaking as she replied in a hushed panic, "What?" She turned to Acheron, false tears in her eyes. "I just wanted to sit next to you.." Her voice trailed off weakly.
Acheron, picking up on her luna's signals, leaned into Black Swan and with a gentlemanly smirk on her lips as she replied. "My dear, would you like to take a guess as to who the Alpha King is?"
March stared at them, her lips slightly parted as if trying to find her words. "Wha... huh...?" To her left, Himeko laughed quietly with a hand covering his lips politely, and to her right Dan Heng was exchanging an exasperated look with Welt.
"I'm aware, March. Why wouldn't I be able to sit here?" Black Swan asked simply.
Welt spoke, as directly as he could. "March, this is Black Swan and Acheron's ceremony. Black Swan is the chosen luna." March stared at them for a moment before bowing her head, repeating her apology over and over as her ears grew red with embarrassment.
"You didn't even know who the ceremony was for?" Stelle tilted her head, leaning over to see March from across the row of seats.
"You were all talking about it when I was reviewing my photos! Can't a pretty girl enjoy the fruits of her labour?" She whined in turn, furrowing her brows as she looked over to her girlfriend.
Himeko placed her hand on March's back, partially to comfort her but also to remind her to sit back upright. "I'll call for your attention more clearly next time, okay?"