Chapter 66: Get used to it.

Diana "What?" I asked Millie. "A festival," she said with a giggle. "A Moon Festival." "A what festival?" I whispered, repeating after her. "Not just any festival. A Harvest Festival," she clarified a week after we had helped the cow deliver a calf. "What does that mean?" I asked. "Have you never been to a Harvest Festival?" she asked incredulously. "Diamond Moon has a different name for it," I said, "but I've never attended one before. I've only heard about it." "I see," she nodded, while Marcus continued to milk the cow beside me, chuckling. "Diamond Moon called it a Moon Fest. It's basically just taking the name and shortening it." "But Riley needs a female to act as the priestess," Millie continued. "In previous years, at least from what I remember, there was always a priestess." "Oh," I said, looking at Millie . "So what does the priestess do?" I asked her. "Well, she does nothing but stand and look pretty. At least that's what I remember," Millie shrugged. "I'm sure