Heart of a Luna

ARIA POV

I was mulling over a bath and thinking about how everything had changed.

Here I was still trying to adjust to everything, my son made her feel loved. He had told me how he sat by her bed every time when I was still in coma.

It felt so sweet hearing him say it, the day to day he spent by bedside. In the endless night, he whispered prayers to the moon goddess.

He told me about everything he went through each day.

I padded out of the bathroom, leaving a pool of water by my feet where I stood. As I tried on the cloth Tristan had bought as a gift, I turned in front of the mirror at the look befitting of a queen. It was funny that in a way he had gotten my size just right.

The room door rattled under a familiar knock.

“Come in.” I said as I styled my hair, I turned round to find my Son who had a look of surprise on the face.

“It looks good, right?” I said as turned round again.

“You look different, you look beautiful.”

“Well, that is a nice thing to say to a lady.”

I patted his