[Meredith].
My mother was the only one I acknowledged because she was simply just my mother.
But as for Mabel, I didnāt even bother sparing her a glance. The reminder of her existence wasnāt worth acknowledging.
Then, I felt Dennis shift beside me, his posture straightening. He gave my mother a respectful nod, acknowledging her status as the Betaās wife without excess courtesy.
My mother returned the nod calmly before turning her full attention to me.
"Iām glad to see that you are well," she said, her tone even, measured, but observant.
Next, her gaze lingered not on my face alone, but on my stance and my presence. As if she were assessing something she couldnāt quite name.
Before I could respond, a scoff cut through the air.
"So you are really pretending I donāt exist now?" Mabelās voice was loud enough to intentionally draw attention.
I kept my expression neutral, my gaze steady on my mother. I did not rise to it.
Then, Mabel stepped forward with irritation flashing across her face. "You didnāt even greet your own sister. Is that how a Luna behaves now?"
Then she smiled, thin and sharp. "I also heard you are hosting some grand event. Funny how not a single member of your own family was invited."
She didnāt pause for breath, and immediately continued.
"Itās been three months, Meredith. Three months since you returned to Stormveil, and you couldnāt even bother to visit your own family. Donāt you know anything about filial piety anymore?"
Her voice rose deliberately, and I could feel curious and measuring eyes turning to usāto me. I almost laughed.
But Dennis stepped forward before I could speak. "I think you forgot your manners at home," he said, dangerously calm. "So, you should watch your tone when you are addressing your elder sister."
Mabel turned to him, scoffing. "And who are you toā" she started, pretending not to recognize him.
"She is also a Luna," Dennis cut in, his gaze cold. "And the future Queen of Stormveil. Yet you stand here raising your voice, belittling her in public."
Mabelās lips parted, scrambling for ground. "Iām just speaking the truthā"
Dennis didnāt blink. "One more word," he said evenly, "and I will remind you of the consequences of disrespect. Permanently."
Almost immediately, the air shifted. The threat was unmistakable.
Mabel faltered. Her bravado collapsed into something smaller, sharperāfear edged with resentment. Then, she shot me a glare full of venom.
From the corner of my eyes, I saw Dennis lift two fingers subtly, already angling toward her eyes.
I quickly caught his wrist. "Dennis," I said quietly.
At the same time, Mabel instinctively stepped back, retreating behind our mother seeing that she nearly lost her eyes.
Fortunately, Dennis listened to me and stilled; otherwise, words about how I instigated my own brother-in-law to blind my own younger sister would have spread through Stormveil in the coming days.
And automatically, that would have ruined my reputation and the event I was organizing.
Just then, my mother placed a hand on Mabelās shoulder, shielding her, and turned to Dennis with a composed expression.
"Please forgive her," she said softly. "She is young and ignorant."
I scoffed in my heart, seeing her protect that unruly daughter of hers. And another thing, I was the one disrespected, yet my motherās apology wasnāt even directed at me, but to Dennis.
This showed just how much I was undervalued by my family.


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