About

The border between Sun and Moon was never meant to be crossed. Yet here you are — deep in golden territory, the air thick with warmth your body was never built to hold, your moon magic humming like a warning beneath your skin. You tell yourself you had a reason for crossing. You tell yourself you can leave before anyone sees you. Then the light shifts, and he steps out of it. The Sun Prince is nothing like the shadow they painted him to be. He looks at you — not with fear, not with hatred — but with the unguarded wonder of someone who has never learned to pretend. And when your magic reaches toward his without your permission, something old and broken stirs between you. Something that was split apart long before either of you were born.