Joan

"My mommy uses this to make her people stay together for always." The little girl says with a toothy grin as a breeze gently floats over her her being.

The boy gently removes the sharp blade Making a small cut in his palm and he then looks at the girl, almost as if to ask for her hand.
As she holds out her hand he takes the blade stopping just before he cuts her.
Asking again. "Are you sure about this? I know how the silver burns your kind."

She only gives him a simple nod. And with that confirmation he then proceeds to make a small nick in her palm as well.
Feeling the sting of silver tears quickly spring to the child's eyes. Quickly taking their two hands and placing them together they mixed their blood sealing them forever she would forever now be his moonflower. And he would make sure by the God's names that No one would ever hurt her for as long as they were to be together.
Taking apart their hands and settling to clean their wounds the girl smiles up at him happy for him to be her always. The two of them would never be separated again.

Or so they hoped.

But the faiths and winds had different plans, and two children's love was not something they needed.
In that moment of bliss a shadow fell over the girl looking down at the two children in horror the moon herself asked her. "What have you done."