Luna was seventeen and a half when she met Sienna. It wasn't dramatic or fate-touched—just a chance encounter at the market in Nightshade territory.
Sienna was a traveling merchant from a pack far to the west, selling intricate metalwork and jewelry. Luna had stopped to admire a delicate silver bracelet when Sienna spoke.
"That piece is called 'Equilibrium.' Three bands woven together but independent. I thought of balance when I made it."
Luna looked up, meeting eyes that were warm brown with flecks of gold. Sienna was maybe twenty, with dark braided hair and a smile that felt genuine.
"It's beautiful," Luna said. "How much?"
"For the bridge child who maintains actual cosmic equilibrium? Consider it a gift." Sienna slipped the bracelet onto Luna's wrist. "You've been standing here for
