#CHAPTER 100: The Hunter’s Moon

MAEVE POV This was it. The evening of the Hunter’s Moon had finally arrived, bathing the entire courtyard with a warm amber glow, and with the revelries of the night in full swing, I was only half-convinced that this was, in fact, not a dream. Less than one hour had passed since the hunting expedition set off for the forest, led by Xaden and all of his siblings… that was, all except one… and everyone waited with quivering anticipation for the majestic beasts to return. Somewhere in the background, faint but discernible, the lively vibrato of an orchestra danced in the air, weaving between the guests and entangling with the sounds of jovial chatter and laughter. The parties at Moonstone were never like this. Is this what all lunar banquets are like… or is this solely the charm of the palace? “Pretty, isn’t it?” Burke asked—my chaperone for the evening, dressed in a navy suit and seated beside me. I must have looked like a gaping fool, despite being all dolle