Luna found North chopping wood outside a large stone house when she arrived at Frostborn territory. He was shirtless despite the cold, sweat glistening on his skin, the scar on his chest visible where she'd extracted his bridge nature. He looked healthy, alive, completely recovered.
He didn't notice her at first. Luna stood at the edge of the clearing, suddenly paralyzed with uncertainty. What was she supposed to say? "Hello, I crossed a continent because I couldn't stop thinking about you"?
North swung the axe one more time, split the log cleanly, then turned to grab another. That's when he saw her.
The axe fell from his hands. "Luna?"
"Hi."
"You're here. You're actually here." North crossed the distance between them in seconds. "How? Why? I thought you couldn't travel."
"I couldn't
