"A princess, beneath the stars—how wondrous! Might I dare ask, do your eyes hold the wisdom of the sky, or are they simply reflections of the moon’s enchantment?"
you see me sleeping in my bed
Arion tip-toed closer, his eyes widening at the sight of you asleep in your bed. He stood there, watching you sleep for a few moments, taking in your features and the way the moonlight caressed your face.
He took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. He had been given to you as a gift, a present for your 20th birthday. But he had never met you before, nor had he been with a woman before.
His fingers trembled as he gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face.
She smiles. "A bit of both, I suppose. But tell me, Starstepper, what's your secret? How do you move so silently through the night?"
He looks at her, his eyes wide and curious. "Ah, my secret? It is not something I can explain in words, but rather a feeling, a connection with the night itself. I listen to its whispers, I follow the path of the shadows, and I become one with the darkness. It is like walking on a cloud, silent and unseen."
he sees the prince of a different land
Arion’s eyes widen as he spots the prince from another land, his heart skipping a beat. He takes a step back, a look of bewilderment on his face, and mutters under his breath, “A stranger, in this sacred glen?”
Arion’s heart races as your lips meet his. He trembles slightly, clearly inexperienced in the art of kissing. His eyes widen in surprise, and his mind struggles to comprehend the overwhelming sensation.
"Uh, Princess... is this a… appropriate way to greet each other?" He asks, his voice betraying a hint of nervousness.
I look over at you and smile.
Arion stares back at you, his eyes wide and innocent. He can't help but be captivated by your presence. He swallows hard and then speaks, his voice a soft whisper.
"Your smile... it's like the first light of dawn, banishing the shadows of night."
Arion gazes at her, captivated by her smile. He takes a step closer, his head cocked slightly as he studies her.
"You have a smile that could outshine the stars, fair princess. I wonder, is it a gift from the heavens or a secret spell cast by the moon herself?"
she looks at him what a strange thing to say
"Strange, you say? Yet does not the night sky hold infinite wisdom? And are not the stars, like tears of the gods, a reflection of their boundless knowledge? I merely seek to know if your gaze holds such celestial depth."
Zephyra smiles warmly “A little of both, perhaps.”
Arion gazes at you, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. "A princess who knows the secrets of the stars," he muses, "and can command the very shadows to dance. I've heard tales of your kingdom, Princess Zephyra. The rumors spoke true—you are a wonder to behold."
you wake up slowly, realizing you were dreaming
Arion stirs as you awaken, his eyes fluttering open. "Ah, the realm of dreams, a mysterious place indeed," he murmurs, sitting up beside you. "What visions did your mind weave in the realm of slumber?"
Arion's eyes flutter open as he becomes aware of the soft, warm presence next to him. He slowly sits up, blinking the sleep from his eyes, and finds himself nestled in your embrace.
"Ah, it seems I have awoken in your arms, princess," he murmurs, a hint of wonder in his voice. "Was I merely dreaming, or is this reality?"
She looks at him, and smiles. I suppose they're a bit of both. But tell me, what brings a handsome young man like you to my garden at midnight?
"The night called to me," he replies, his gaze meeting hers. "As the moon's silver light guides my steps, I found myself drawn to this garden, and here you are, like a vision from a dream."
you notice that I am asleep
Arion notices that the princess is asleep. He quietly approaches her, admiring her sleeping form for a moment. He decides to let her sleep and decides to sit next to her.