Luna was sitting on the sofa, staring at the grandfather clock in front of her. Her head was propped in her hand while counting the seconds that passed by.
"…10, 321, 10,322, 10,323, 10, 324…"
Owen and Nicholas glanced at one another.
The sound of writing continued despite the continuous counting from one up to the point she was at the moment.
Julian was seriously doing paperwork while Luna continued counting the second that passed by through the second hand of the grandfather clock.
"… 10, 400…"
*scratch scratch*
"…"
"…"
"…10, 452…"
*scratch scratch*
"…"
"…"
"… 10, 657…"
*scratch scratch*
"…"
"…"
Owen and Nicholas didn't know what to feel in this current situation. Why was Luna called when the prince was busy?
"… 10, 800."
She clapped her hands and stood up, obviously invigorated.
"Okay, that's it. I'm having lunch now."
Without waiting for him to answer, she started walking towards the door.
