Chapter 79

***Evangeline point of view**

The Great Hall sparkled with darkness.

I stood before the massive mirror in my chambers, staring at someone I barely recognized. The woman looking back at me wore a gown made of midnight itself, black silk that seemed to swallow light and shadow flames dancing along the hem. Her dark hair was twisted into a crown of braids, and her eyes... her eyes were no longer brown. They were silver, cold as winter stars.

This was Lunara ...