The battlefield fell into a deathly silence.
No one moved.
No one breathed.
The woman standing in the pillar of silver light radiated an authority that eclipsed the Moon itself.
Her long silver hair flowed like liquid starlight.
A crown forged from seven crescent moons rested upon her head.
Her eyes…
They were identical to Nysera’s.
Only far older.
Far sadder.
King Orion remained on both knees.
“The First Moon Queen…”
“The founder of the Moon Kingdom.”
“The one who sealed the Devourer.”
Every warrior instinctively bowed.
Even the Devourer lowered his enormous head.
Not in respect…
In caution.
Nysera stepped forward.
“You said…”
“…you’re my greatest enemy.”
The First Moon Queen smiled faintly.
“I did.”
Nysera tightened her grip on the Moon Blade.
“Why?”
“I’ve spent
