Chapter 130

**Evangeline's POV**

I stood like a statue beside the bone altar, my face carved from ice and moonlight. Perfect. Cold. Empty. Everything a Shadow Queen should be.

The wedding guests whispered behind their masks, their voices like wind through dead leaves. They spoke of power and beauty and the magnificent union that would remake both realms. They spoke of me like I was a weapon they couldn't wait to see used.

And I felt nothing.

*I am Lunara. I feel ...