Aleksander was desperate enough to do anything by the time that the Sun Summoner was found. He’d known that one was coming, he’d seen the signs. There had been reports of sun angels in Fjerda every day of summer, and the year prior there had been a comet shower that lasted a full week.

But what he had not expected, even in his desperation, was the meteor and the queen made of spun starlight with a crown of sunshine who stepped from the crater it left. A queen with knowing dark eyes and youthful smile as she drew a sun, a galaxy, from between her hands when he’d asked what she was.

I AM PHOENIX!

You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.