The day after the mirror shattered, Luna woke up to find Destiny the pug sitting on her chest—wearing a monocle.
She blinked. “Why… is she dressed like a tiny detective?”
Saffy burst in.
“Because, dearest Luna, she’s now Destiny the Diviner. Our one and only Echo Detector.”
“She sniffs out soul fragments,” Mira added dryly, sipping tea like this was perfectly normal.
Destiny barked and hopped off, trailing a cape made of old potion labels.
Knox leaned against the doorframe, smirking. “You got the witch’s blessing and a pug in cosplay. How’s that for chosen one perks?”
Luna groaned. “I miss when my biggest worry was whether my tea had enough honey.”
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Meanwhile, at the edge of the village, two men emerged from a sugar-glazed coma.
One sneezed out powdered basil.
The other sat u
