Luca blinked, his brain taking a moment to process what Luna had just said.
Her father?
For a second, he thought he had misheard her.
But no. That man standing proudly in front of the male elves, the one with the long golden hair and that infuriatingly perfect face was actually her father.
A wave of disbelief washed over him. But at the same time, it made sense.
Of course the one leading the group would be someone of importance, someone connected to the ruling bloodline.
He should have figured it out earlier, but the thought hadn't even crossed his mind.
Luna had never mentioned her father before, and with the way she had spoken of the male elves as traitors, he had simply assumed the man was no longer part of her life.
And now...he realized the man he'd just joked about smacking in the face was Luna's father.
The realization hit him like a hammer. His eyes widened, and he quickly turned to Luna, awkward laughter bubbling from his throat.
