The Moon’s flicker did not go unnoticed.
In the highest tower of the Eclipse Court, Prince Kael stood frozen as the silver light outside his window dimmed for a heartbeat… then returned. His hand tightened around the edge of the stone railing.
That had never happened before.
The Moon did not fail.
It did not hesitate.
And yet, for the briefest moment, it had gone silent.
“Your Highness?” a guard asked cautiously.
Kael didn’t answer. His eyes remained fixed on the sky, as if searching for something invisible.
A pressure he couldn’t explain settled behind his ribs—sharp, unfamiliar, almost like recognition.
Far below the capital, the people of Lunaris continued their lives, unaware that something had shifted.
But Kael knew.
The Moon was calling attention to something it had never acknowledged.
A gap. A void.
A name that did not exist.
He turned abruptly.
“Prepare the records of all unnamed anomalies,” he ordered.
The guard hesitated. “Unnamed… Your Highness, those are—”
“Now.”
His voice was calm.
But something in his expression had changed.
Because deep inside, Prince Kael understood one thing with unsettling certainty:
Whatever the Moon had refused to name…
it had just been found.