The princess shivered, her wings reacting with a sharp reflex before hanging like a beautiful train behind her. She blinked through the stars almost literally in her eyes--it was a dream, after all--and smiled. "Thank you, Sean," Luna murmured as she caught her own breath. Her heart was racing and all of her skin was flush, even that behind her midnight blue dress that billowed in her wake. Her eyes then wandered to look at his hand over her right bicep before looking back up to his face.
"Our dreams often show us the things we want most," she commented. It was her job to at least offer guidance. "Sometimes, they also show us our fears. Are you afraid?"