Mai's P.O.V.
My father let out a heavy sigh, his expression a mix of concern and hesitation. He got up from his desk and walked up to me, then he reached out, gently placing a hand on my shoulder, as if I was an injured animal that he needed to keep calm.
"Princess," he said softly, his voice carrying a sting of his alpha authority. "I know you're confused, and I can see the storm of emotions in your eyes. What I'm about to tell you might sound unbelievable, ridiculous even but I need you to trust me."
He took a deep breath before continuing, his gaze locked onto mine. "The truth is… the Moon Goddess herself descended in physical form. She was the one who restored your sight."
I blinked at him, waiting for the punchline.
It didn't come.
Instead, my father stood there, his expression solemn, my mother at his side with an equally serious look. Even Elizabeth, who usually had a permanent scowl, nodded as if this whole thing made perfect sense.
