[At that time, the Elven Forest.]
The 1st Elder waited with a tense heart only for those who'd gone to the dungeon to arrive. She was more anxious than when Luna hadn't returned, more than when she'd mistakenly assumed the high elf Lune had been designated as queen.
"Please let nothing happen."
No matter how many troubles she'd had with Luna, she was an existence who'd been a guardian. Moreover, even if she became queen, Luna's essence wouldn't change.
One who judges everything for the elves' sake.
One who would never do anything harmful to the elf collective.
Though they might have conflicts in the future, on such days they'd unfailingly resolve conflicts while enjoying nighttime fun in one bed.
That was the Luna she knew. However, the worst assumptions kept coming to mind.
'What if she was harmed by the dungeon's monsters?'
Luna falling into goblins' traps and becoming a dark elf after being gang-raped.
