The moonlight of the fake moon created by Lunamarite sprawled beneath the high platform in Moonlight Forest, its deep blue glow casting an ethereal sheen over the treetops. The platform, crafted by Shennong, hung impossibly high, cloaked by a darkness of the Lunamarite roof that made it appear as a star-dappled night sky to those below.
From this vantage point, Yenissa could see every inch of the moonlight forest. But tonight, Yenissa's heart was heavy, her golden eyes glistening with unshed tears as she gazed out over the shimmering canopy.
"Yenissa, you're sulking again," Rilith said, her voice teasing as she leaned against the platform's railing. Her sharp succubus ears twitched with amusement. "It's been one day since Shennong left for Sturgon's capital. One. Day. You're acting like he's been gone a month!"
