No matter what, the god of light can't find the third moon anywhere. When he's tired, he goes to see her mother, the goddess of night and wishes.
"I don't know either." Mirinae gives him an annoyed look. "That daughter of mine is too secretive."
"What about you, Sion?" Noras inquires Ril' Yah's father, the god of war. "You are close to her, aren't you?"
"No." Sion replies curtly, "Ril' Yah never listens to me."
What kind of parents are they? How could they never try to find out where their daughter disappears to? Noras glowers at them. "Is she your daughter?"
"You don't understand." Mirinae exclaims, "Ril' Yah is different from her sisters. Ever since she was born, she would do things her way. I can't understand what goes inside her head."
"We give freedom to our children." Sion adds, "If Ril' Yah doesn't want to say, we don't force her to speak. Besides, she's a goddess too."
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