After pressing a kiss to my ring finger, he slides the piece of jewelry on. The stone set into the band glows faintly; it’s no diamond. I’m not one to care about rings, but this one has me mesmerized. “What is it?” I ask, staring at the glowing stone. “I made a deal with the stars…” A deal—of course he did. I smile a little. “It’s captured starlight,” he explains, squeezing my hand. “I figured the Queen of the Night should carry a piece of her kingdom with her.”
