Elara's POV
Samuel stood and pulled me into his arms, his chest heaving with emotion.
"Fifteen years." His voice broke against my hair. "Fifteen years I've waited to find you again. And now... I finally get to marry you."
I pulled back, searching his face. "Fifteen years? Samuel, did we know each other before?"
Samuel wiped at his eyes and shook his head. "It's nothing. We have plenty of time for that later."
Something crossed his face before he looked away, some words he'd almost let out and pulled back at the last second. I let it go, for now.
He reached up and started to pin the medallion to my chest. I stopped his hand.
"This is yours, Samuel. It's the mark of your rank." I pressed the cold metal back into his palm. "If the Golden Crown has something that belongs to a Luna—somet
