The Rejected Luna Season 2 ch1
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*LUNA KIARA: BOOK 2 - CHAPTER 1*
_Title: The Girl With Gold Hands_
*Chapter 1: The Window and The Secret*
The throne room was boring.
*Princess Luna Kiara* was 16 and she had heard every grain tax speech twice.[Kiara]
She sat on the edge of her mom’s old throne, swinging her legs. Her dark hair was in a messy braid. The gold crown birthmark on her wrist itched.
Below, the court was arguing about trade routes.
Above, her parents were asleep in their chambers.
And in her pocket was a map.
*Luna * sighed. “This is why people rebel.”[Kiara]
She hopped down, bowed to no one, and walked out.
The palace was different at night. Quieter. The stones used to whisper with black mist. Now they hummed gold when she walked past. Only she could hear it.
Her mom, *Queen Mara*, said it was “residual magic.”
Her dad, *King Damien*, said it was “nothing to worry about.”[Kiara]
*Luna * knew better. Nothing was ever _nothing_.
She slipped out her bedroom window. Dropped 2 stories and landed in a crouch. The guards at the gate were asleep. Rookie mistake.
The forest outside Luna’s walls was cold. The map in her pocket was old. Drawn by her great-grandmother, *Queen Alina Kiara*.[Kiara]
There was an X in the basement. A place the palace records said didn’t exist.
*Luna * was halfway through the trees when she stopped.
Someone was watching her.
“Show yourself,” she said. Voice steady. She sounded like her dad when she did that.
A boy stepped out from behind a tree. Same age as her. Black hair. Black coat. And eyes that were completely, totally black.
Not cursed black. Different.
He smiled. “Princess. Took you long enough.”
*Luna *’s hand went to the dagger at her belt. The one her dad made her. “Who are you?”
“I’m the reason the stones are glowing gold,” he said. “And you’re the reason they started again.”
He held out his hand. On his wrist was a birthmark.
A crown. But not Kiara’s.
*Luna * felt the gold hum in the stones get louder. Like it recognized him.
“Who are you?” she asked again. Softer this time.
The boy tilted his head. “I’m what’s left of the curse. And I think... I think we’re supposed to fix it. Together.”
Behind them, the palace bells rang once. Warning.
*Luna * looked back at the castle. Then at the boy.
She took his hand.
“To be continued...”
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