"You're full of sh*t."

Loona did not seem to believe Darryl one bit, turning her face aside and refusing to look him in the eye.

Monna could not help but chuckle at the sight as she whispered to Loona, "I think you're better off listening to Darryl, Loona. Your leg looks terribly injured."

Loona would have listened to the Empress in any other situation, but instead, she shook her head.

"I'm aware of my situation, Your Highness. I don't need any medication at all."

As she spoke, Loona looked