Luna's POV
Luna's hands shook as she stared at the magical image floating in front of her. Her mother's face looked so tired and scared behind those dark crystal walls. Queen Celeste was pressing her hands against the prison, her lips moving like she was trying to say something important.
"Mom," Luna whispered, reaching toward the image even though she knew she couldn't touch it. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she watched her mother struggle to break free.
Through their bond, Luna felt Sunny's heart breaking too. His father, King Apollo, was in the same terrible prison, using his sun magic to fight the dark walls that held them both captive.
"We have to save them," Sunny said, his voice cracking with emotion. "Right now. We can't wait another second."
"But how?" Luna asked, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "That prison is in the Council of Void's realm. We don't even know where that is."
