Chapter76: The Woman in the Gown
*Roxy*
The tent flutters softly in the cool twilight air. Inside, I sit quietly on a cushioned stool, trying to steady my racing heart.
My gown hangs from a cedar hook near the center post of the tent, swaying gently with the breeze. It’s ivory and luminous, with silver vines shimmering along the bodice, embroidered by hand, and tiny moonstones stitched into the hem and train. It looks like it was made from the stars for the Moon Goddess, spun from mist and light.
I chose it days ago, but seeing it now—waiting—I feel everything all at once: wonder, love, and peace.
My mother steps closer, her eyes glistening. “You’re the daughter I always dreamed of. This day is for you, Roxanna.”
I swallow hard. It’s strange hearing those words, bearing the weight of them, and yet feeling like I’m still just the girl who once lived alone in a tower, stolen from everything she knew.
“I’m not sure I’m ready to be Luna,” I admit, my voice meek.
Hanna’s hands are gentle as she reaches for mine. “You’re st

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