Fin held out his arm.
His eyes found hers across the three feet of space between them, and his gaze was steady, warm, and carrying quiet pride.
He had just announced her to his people and was now asking her to stand beside him while the announcement landed.
The invitation was gentle. The invitation was also non-negotiable, because Finnick Shadowclaw had made the announcement and the announcement required a response and the response was her, beside him, in his colors.
She took his arm. He guided her forward, positioning her at his side at the top of the staircase, and the positioning was precise, practiced, placing her where a Luna Queen stood: to his left, half a step behind, visible to every person in the hall.
She realized she was supposed to say something.
Thanks for the heads up on that.
