070: Bald-headed Luna

Ophelia stared into her reflection in the mirror and raised the scissors. She would do this. Cut off a hair she had touched before. Her curly red hair had to go because a handful of strands were pulled out. Since birth, her parents had left her hair the way it was. And she had grown with it until age twenty-three.

Letting a low breath, she began cutting her hair. She wouldn't dwell on the thoughts that she would have to go bald from the onset because what mattered to her the most was Finlay. She needed him to return to her.

"Irene," she called the name of her maid after cutting out all her hair and leaving them on her feet and body.

"My lady," Irene hurried in and gasped immediately, upon seeing her Luna looking so small like a child, with all of her generous hair gone. Just a few strands on her scalp needed to be shaved off to perfection.

"Dear me!" The girl exclaimed with wide eyes, "perhaps I am seeing things."

"Call the royal barber, Irene." Ophelia still had her eyes on her refl