She turned toward Damien. "That's why you didn't tell me. I should have known."
"I'm glad I can still shock you every now and then," he said.
She let out a shaky laugh, one hand reaching up to touch his cheek. "Thank you."
Damien's hand ghosted down her arm, lingering before he stepped back. "I'll go show my face to the people too, and then prepare for the party in the town square."
"I'll join you soon," she promised.
"Don't take too long, Moonlight. They'll be asking for their queen." With that, he turned and strode toward the temple doors, the sound of the crowd swelling as he disappeared into the light.
Luna smoothed her gown, steadying herself.
"My Lord," she called to Lucivar.
Lucivar turned instantly. "Your highness," he said smoothly. Then, with a faint arch of his brow, he added, "Shouldn't you be out there?"
"I needed to speak with you first."
