She was far too young to be on her own but she was determined to be strong, like her brother and Mono. Luna rose her chin and looked like the princess that she was as she schooled her expression into place. It was a practiced motion and while she didn't look sad, she didn't look happy either.

After a brief pause, she lifted a small purple hat that she'd gotten from the orphanage to him and mouthed the words that she couldn't voice. 'please?'

It was strange to be asking for money like this but she was wearing the dress that she'd arrived in and it was nothing more than a rag that the palace cook had been able to find for her. The orphanage had clothing and food for the children but Luna didn't feel like she belonged there. She wasn't an orphan.