We the Supremes

Noona?

He wakes up disorientated, a groan escaping him as the light from the window instantly blinds him. He closes his eyes for a moment to readjust before opening them much slower. He let out a pained moan as he registered the small amount of pain he was in. He lifted his hand and flexed it as a sense of deja vu filled him. 

"Right, the same thing happened 10 years ago, didn't it?" 

"Queen's finally up!" 

"I hate that man!"

"Unworthy of our Queen!" 

"Those bastards paralyzed you!"

He listened to the enraged shouts of the spirits as they darted about his room. His wounds were closing up on their own, that's new. Was some of his powers finally coming back, like Papa said they would? He hummed and crawled out of bed making his way to his desk to grab one of the high-grade magic potions. He couldn't let them get suspicious of him now, could he?

He downed the whole thing as he thought about what happened, Choi Han showed up as usual, and even though he wanted to say something different he lost control over his body. That sentence came out of his mouth again, Choi Han got pissed and attacked him and he was unable to fight back. He sighed, it was most likely Lucas's doing. He should call Serenity, The holy maiden of Selena, to request a bottle of moon water from Aether. 

"Auriel," A pink ball of light flies over to him as the light dims as she reveals her true form.

 "Yes, my Queen?" 

She bowed, her long bob bouncing along with her movements. "Please head over to the Moon Goddess's Temple in the Moonberry Forest. Tell Serenity I need a bottle of Moon water." 

She nodded, "As you wish my Queen." 

She disappeared in a shower of Sakura Petals, leaving a few on his floor. He didn't mind them, so he walked over to open the door. "Hans, you don't need to spend 5 minutes standing at the door." 

The ginger-haired butler squeaked in surprise before his eyes narrowed, "Young Master, I'm glad you woke up but, your shirt is unbuttoned! What if one of the maids saw you? They already spread enough rumors as is!" He scolded as he buttoned up his nightgown that he just realized was undone. Why is he required to wear a shirt in his room? Can't Hans cut him some slack, he just woke up.

"And I can't possibly interrupt a conversation between you and your subjects. That'll be the equivalent of my barging into the King's room while he's meeting with Nobles." He rolled his eyes at the exaggeration. The spirits giggled behind him at Hans's silliness. 

"We don't mind if it's him or the kids!"

"He's one of the few good ones here!" 

"He should become one of us!" 

"One of us"

"One of us!"

"One of us!" 

He groaned, he still has no idea who taught them that. "Great now they're chanting one of us, Hans." Hans chuckled nervously, he's stopped apologizing for things like this.