Two months into Luna's stay at Frostborn territory, the first real problem emerged. Not between her and North, but between Luna and her Network responsibilities.
"You need to return," Sage said urgently through internal communication. "There's crisis developing. Young bridge child in eastern alliance territory is fragmenting. They need your specific guidance. The rest of us can't help them the way you can."
Luna was lying in North's bed, his arm around her, watching dawn light filter through the window. She'd been manifesting overnight recently, able to sustain physical form for longer periods since she wasn't actively traveling. The energy conservation was working.
"Can't someone else handle it?" Luna asked internally.
"No. This bridge child's fragmentation mirrors what you experience
