Mark by Destiny.
The light surrounded the couple like a soft halo, weaving through the air as if alive — and then, faintly, a whisper echoed, carried by the wind:
“My children, blessed are you in unity. As the moon rises and wanes, may your love never fade. As the tide obeys the moon, so shall your hearts obey the will of the Goddess.”
The Moon Goddess had spoken. The hall fell into a sacred silence before erupting once again with cheers and joyous cries. Liora, trembling slightly, pressed her face into Christen’s chest, and he wrapped his arms around her, whispering softly, “You’re mine now, Liora — my heart, my Luna, my strength.”
That night, when the celebration had finally faded into gentle quiet, the co