Eclipse of souls [FINISHED]

In the kingdom of Lunaria, everyone is born with a power.
But some are born with far more.

They are called the Bound Ones.

Their soul can only unite with one other.
A perfect half.
A half that cannot be found.

Princess Selyne is one of them.
At twenty-four moon cycles, she still has not found hers.

Not among princes.
Not among princesses.

And her power is fading, just like her kingdom, slowly consumed by an ancient curse.

For years ago, Lunaria cast out its own.
Those whose skin, features, and magic were deemed unacceptable.
Those now called... witches.

Yet a prophecy whispers that a royal soul, united with the right half, could restore everything.

But Selyne no longer believes it.

So she runs.

And beyond the White Line...
she meets her.

Neyara.

A witch.
An enemy.
An inevitability.

The one she was meant to hate.

But some souls are not chosen.

They eclipse