They loved each other desperately. Never in all the kingdom has there been a more brave and protective champion. Nor such a loyal and capable maiden. He rescued her the first time when she was three years old in a killing storm. Years later, he was still occasionally rescuing her. ‘Twas in him to be a hero, and she had a pure intrepid way of getting into the kinds of scrapes that took rescuing. With such a brawny, masculine guardian around, 'twould have been a fair pity to waste the gallantry anyway. Their childhood friendship between two young peasants had grown into a devotion few are ever blessed to experience. It was strong enough to withstand all their dark age held-danger, feudalism, disease, and unfair oppression. Or is it strong enough? They truly loved each other desperately. They loved their kingdom more. Advance praise for Warrior’s Moon What a wonderful tale. Made me get all choked up for a bit. Jaclyn Hawkes has truly done a great thing. Thank you. Charlie M. in Georgia