You crane your neck around as you and Princess Luna trot slowly through the gardens. They are impeccably well kept, of course, and of significantly smaller size and more concentrated in their beauty than the public-access Royal Gardens located stories below.

Princess Luna tells you a bit about her day, pausing often to give you chances to respond. You keep your responses brief, still unsure about the limits of your newfound freedom.

“Come on, now,” Princess Luna tells you, giving you a gentle push with a hoof. Her expression’s furrowed brow and gentle pout betrays her mild displeasure. “Talk to me! I want the company!”

You relax a little more. “Of course, Princess.” You gaze at your surroundings to find a topic of interest. “These roses are beautiful, and quite unique,” you say, gesturing to some deep purple roses in a bed nearby.

Princess Luna smiles. “Thank you!” she beams, leaning down to sniff one of the roses. “I requested them myself. Scientific name Rosa nocturnis, but you might know them as Shadow Roses. I used to have a vase of these placed in my room every night when I was a filly, and-“

Luna’s excited monologue fades into the background as your vision and concentration become fuzzy. In her buzzing about her special roses, the Princess has squatted and tensed in such a way that you have a full view of her backside (and the rest of her body). Her cutie mark’s subtle beauty and color complementarity are issuing a siren’s call to your eyes.

If you want to look away quickly to show respect to Luna, proceed to Chapter 12.
If you want to stare at Luna’s body, proceed to Chapter 13.
If you want to tease Luna (with plausible deniability), proceed to Chapter 16.