Pretty poor story at this time. Giving it the revision it desperately needs.

Luna's homecoming was not all she had hoped.

Though none challenged the goddess' right to rule, the princess has found herself in an era she does not understand with scarcely a loyal ward or devoted courtier to which she may turn. With affairs of state alien, her prestige and image tarnished by years of absence and her prior turn to tyranny, the deity of the night finds herself alone, wearing her cobwebbed and mothballed crown.

An immortal force of nature she may be, but her heart of hearts still bleeds with the pain of desolation. And the heart only suffers so long before it demands desperate action...