The Warrior and the Moon

Andrea had everything in life she had ever wanted. She was a principal dancer with one of the best ballet companies out there at only sixteen, a doting boyfriend, and the most supportive adoptive family one could ask for. She couldn't envision a more perfect life, and didn't want that to change.

Artemis, on the other hand, had never stopped dreaming, despite her insistence that she had given up long ago. An orphan since birth, never adopted, generally alone except for her art. Her caretaker was the only one who ever noticed her, other than those that coveted her skill with a pencil. She longed for more, but with her brash attitude, she knew that will never happen. She had all but given up.

When these two girls with very different lives are thrust into each other's presence through the unfortunate event of their imprisonment, the lives they had thought were theirs are taken from them, never to return.

You see, having the same face, magic powers, and a Queen as a biological mother cuts short any expectation for any life other than the one planned for them: they have been entrusted with the task of stopping a war with a neighboring country before it even starts.

This leaves both of them with this single question: Will they be able to withstand the pressure pressed on them and rise to the responsibility, or will they buckle, break, and fall?