A lunar ceremony every few years pairs people with the best possible match. Bless didn’t plan to participate. He only became the leader of the elite a couple days ago and had no intention of getting married. Zhenana knew for sure that princes don’t get adopted girls, and she didn’t expect anything special from such a strange ceremony. But they matched. You can’t refuse. There’s nowhere to retreat. Magic is divided in half. You can’t resist the lunar attraction. And now thousands of lives depend on how well these two can negotiate and fight—not each other, but their shared enemies and circumstances.