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(Book 1 of The Lunar Saga) In the moonlit halls of Selvaris Palace, where silver architecture opens to night and healing is both craft and devotion, Nerune lives as one of the Selunai. They are immortal, moon-born people shaped by grace, sacred beauty, and the living rhythm of Elune. At 271 years old, she serves as a Moon Healer beneath the palace's vaulted drapes and crystal glow, tending bodies, soothing pain, and carrying quiet skill in hands gentler than most will ever notice. Nerune's life is marked by an absence no healer's touch can easily mend. She is an orphan in a people who hold lineage, kinship and chosen bonds close to the heart and the truth of where she came from has never rested easily. Some silences do not stay buried. Some bloodlines don't vanish simply because no one speaks their names. As palace life tightens around devotion, duty and the quiet of things half-felt before they are understood, Nerune begins to sense that her life may be moving toward something far larger than the careful shape she has made for herself. Old listening stirs in the dark like a second pulse. Elune's favor seems to brush too near. The questions surrounding her birth, her place and the strange currents gathering around her only deepen. Then there is Seryn, the High Healer. He is composed, watchful and difficult to read, a man whose presence unsettles as much as it steadies. In a palace where tenderness, rank and sacred duty don't always move cleanly together, what grows between them may be solace, danger or something holy enough to change them both. Beyond Selvaris, outsiders press too near. Their presence carries strain, fascination and the threat of disharmony against a world built on moonlight, restraint and sacred balance. As old truths begin to stir, Nerune must face what it means to be seen by her goddess, her people and perhaps, at last, her own blood. In Velunor love, memory and belonging are never simple things and neither is the risk of becoming known.
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