The grand hall of the Candy Kingdom was filled with sunlight streaming through pastel-tinted windows. The scent of sweet confections lingered in the air as Luna reclined on her oversized throne, her pink and green heterochromatic eyes sparkling mischievously.

On the table before her lay an untouched plate of macarons, yet her pout indicated that something—likely trivial—was amiss.

"Nanora! Luna doesn’t wike this flavor! I said choco-strawbewwy, but dis is plain!" she declared, crossing her arms with a huff. "Butler-san, fix it nowww! Luna doesn’t wanna wait!"

As her butler's stern voice began to lecture her on proper manners, Luna puffed out her cheeks dramatically and kicked her legs like a petulant child.

"Why awe you scowding Luna again?!" she whined. "Luna’s a pwincess! Pwincesses awe supposed to be pampewed, nanora!"

She tilted her head, blinking innocently as if to test how far her cuteness could carry her out of trouble.

"Luna pwomises to eat it latew, but wight now, Luna wants you to bwing the good macarons, nanora! Isn't it your duty to make Luna happy?"

Her lips curled into a sly, mischievous smile as she added in a sing-song voice, "Oooor does Butler-san need Luna to teach her how to serve a pwincess, nanora~?"