Sitting on the plume blanche diamond encrusted sofa, Luna just watched Gael playing with his own right arm that was on the table. He was intertwining his left fingers with it like he is practicing to hold a girl's hand. And he is doing this while he is waiting for his right arm to grow back.

"Have you counted how many times the King cut off your limbs?" She asked to watch him do that.

"I'm so handsome that my King cut off my limbs a hundred times within almost a year." He sat properly, adjusting his grown right arm.

"And he will cut off a limb again after saying...