The night when it was decided that the union between Brett and Virginia would no longer be, I had been there. In fact, not only had I been there, but I had been the cause of it all.
You see, there was no love lost between Brett and Virginia, and Carnelian had merely been born on a festival night and was technically a “Merry Begot” which means “Moonlight child” and anyone in the village could have been her father.
On festival nights there were no rules, and the intoxicated immortals would make love to whoever was nearby, or whoever they fancied. Often making love to multiple partners in one night, and sometimes, at once.
And it had been determined that Brett had mistaken nobility for love. Something he has done many times throughout his years, forever missing out on the love of his true Luna. Well, no more, and I am back from the dead, back for answers, and back for the crown.