Chapter:8 Under the Starlit Promise The night in Shimara had never looked more beautiful. The festival lanterns had dimmed down, giving space for the real stars above to dance freely. A gentle breeze carried the scent of moonflowers that only bloomed once a year—just like tonight.Yuna was walking through the silver-lit path in the garden behind the temple, unaware of the surprise waiting ahead. The fireflies seemed to guide her steps, glowing brighter with each move, as if the universe itself wanted her to find something... or someone.Suddenly, she stepped into a clearing.And there—under a giant tree wrapped in