A lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back.

You could rattle the stars,' she whispered. 'You could do anything, if only you dared.

And he will never know what it is to look up at the night sky and wish.

She ate the stars and swallowed the earth,
She is the girl with all the power.

...are you as deft at handling your sword as Captain Westfall?"
"Better," he whispered in her ear.

She knew he meant it. He’d burn the library, the city or the whole world to ashes if she asked him. It was their bond, marked by blood and scent and something else she couldn’t place. A tether as strong as the one that bound her to her parents. Stronger, in some ways.