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Archdemon Empress Luna
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Before Luna could answer Apollyon, Princess Alisabethe had disturbed their peace as she approached them with a man in her arm.
The man she had locked arms with was a faerie eye-candy with his large nimbus-grey eyes and grey hair covering his forehead.
Luna assumed the faerie was old because of the grey hair.
She had expected wrinkles on his face, but...it was actually the opposite.
The faerie had the palest face Luna had ever seen—as clear and smooth as glass skin. Luna would even get as far as claiming that the arm candy's skin was better than Princess Alisabethe.
"Empress." Princess Alisabethe called out, and Luna's attention abruptly shifted from the arm candy to her. "I am still reeling from the shock of your lack of recognition of me."