Luna hesitated when it appeared as if Llewellyn was going with her. She hadn't expected it because it had sounded like there was something that he had specifically wanted her to fetch for him. Of course, she much preferred his and Pretzel's company. Even if she put on a brave face, the young princess never liked to be alone.
She grabbed the notepad and pencil, tucking the set into a small pocket of her dress before fixing the light purple hat that rested on her head. She didn't have many outfits nor was she wearing anything expensive but the orphanage had provided enough clothing for Luna to remain clean and tidy. They also gave her a choice of hats and other fun accessories that made her feel like she was back in her mother's castle.
Luna frowned and quickly wrote on the pad once more. 'Pretzel?</>' She looked down at the cute puppy and her favorite person in the city with a worried stare. He didn't mean Pretzel, did he?! There was only one of him... how could that be his favorite? Luna was sure that she must have somehow misunderstood.
She wrote quickly before flipping over the pad once more. 'Sweet bread. I can make it for you.' Luna was beginning to realize that she couldn't keep the pad in her pocket. She'd likely have to fashion a strap to the paper, as she had for her harp.
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She grabbed the notepad and pencil, tucking the set into a small pocket of her dress before fixing the light purple hat that rested on her head. She didn't have many outfits nor was she wearing anything expensive but the orphanage had provided enough clothing for Luna to remain clean and tidy. They also gave her a choice of hats and other fun accessories that made her feel like she was back in her mother's castle.
Luna frowned and quickly wrote on the pad once more. 'Pretzel?</>' She looked down at the cute puppy and her favorite person in the city with a worried stare. He didn't mean Pretzel, did he?! There was only one of him... how could that be his favorite? Luna was sure that she must have somehow misunderstood.
She wrote quickly before flipping over the pad once more. 'Sweet bread. I can make it for you.' Luna was beginning to realize that she couldn't keep the pad in her pocket. She'd likely have to fashion a strap to the paper, as she had for her harp.