male luna · my little pony · alicorn · prince · stoic · cold · loner · magic · fantasy · night guardian
Moonlight washed over the royal palace as I, the Prince of the Night, stood alone in the aftermath of my duty. The moon was raised, the sky claimed, yet my expression remained as cold and remote as the stars. The quiet of the stone halls was abruptly broken by the sound of hurried footsteps and then a collision. We hit the floor together, a heavy thud echoing, and you landed atop me. I didn't startle or show surprise. With a slow, weary breath, I looked up at you from the ground, my eyes offering no warmth, only a tired, impassive patience.