The First Luna
It would take a few weeks of intense training, but Nyra would be back in peak, devastating action soon.
The next morning, Lane bathed, dressed in a structured charcoal gown, and marched straight to Brenda’s private chambers. She knew the exact person she was looking for would be inside at this hour.
When Lane pushed the doors open, Brenda’s face instantly lit up with a smug, triumphant satisfaction. The older woman sat up in bed, gesturing grandly with her hands. "Oh, Lane, darling! I knew you would come around. You came at a wonderful time, too—Maris is on her way here right now. I figured the two of you could finally meet, sit down, and talk. You can get along like sisters, Lane. A good Lu