“Show them how a queen can rule.”
Casimir’s words were imprinted on Shani’s soul at that very moment. They nestled and made a home in her heart.
And suddenly she felt it beat stronger.
I will be a Luna, she thought with her blood pulsing with the promise of her own determination. I will rise above my misfortune. I will make fortune from misfortune. I will make a home for other lonely misfits. And I won’t let anything stop me.
She knew she had to be confident and unapologetic like Mingan. She had to be charismatic and smooth-talking like Casimir. She had to swear and be stubborn like her mother. H*ll, she had to channel her father’s determination—minus the tendency to be oblivious. And she had to love. She had to love those who had been mistreated, ignored, and lonely the way she had always wanted to be.
Whether I’m immortal or not, I’ll make it happen. And I won’t do it alone.