C228 On the Secret of the Heart
Agatha obediently rose to her feet and helped Luna untie the ribbon securing her braid, allowing her golden locks to cascade down instantly.
"Sis, your hair is so beautiful, shimmering like gold," she remarked as she picked up a comb and began to brush Luna's hair, her voice tinged with envy.
Luna simply smiled, offering no reply.
With a smile of her own