[Avira]
Mira reported late to duty this morning, and because it was her first, I was willing to let it slide. But she did not only come late, she was also limping on both legs.
"Are you alright?" I asked, after a close look at her legs. I had just put away the now empty plates of my late breakfast, and was in for a chitchat with my favourite personal servant. The others were busy with the chores I assigned them, leaving Mira to keep me company.
She nodded quickly, too quickly, and I knew that something was wrong.
"What happened to your legs?" I asked, but she hesitated, and I saw the fear in her eyes.
"It was a minor accident, Luna." Mira replied but I was not about to buy that story. She was lying, and I could tell.
"You call me your Luna, and you lie to my face." I said simply. She looked at me, like she would rather not say what was wrong with her, but she told me anyway.
