You waltz happily with Princess Luna through the rest of the royal gardens, the conversation becoming lighter and more pleasant with each passing minute. After a little less than a half hour, she takes a seat on a bench beside the central fountain and beckons you to join her, which you do.

“I have very much enjoyed your company this evening,” she tells you. “The nights can get a little lonely, and…well, let’s just say that the flowers show more of their beauty, if you have somepony to share the sight with.” A soft, genuine smile graces her muzzle.

Despite some lingering nervousness, you copy her smile almost perfectly. “Thank you for inviting me, Your Highness.”

You spend the next few minutes staring at the arcing jets of water erupting from the ancient stone edifice. It is peaceful beyond your ability to comprehend.

The serenity of the moment is shattered by a quiet, demure yawn from Princess Luna, which prompts her to stand up from the bench and perform a light stretch. “The night grows old, and the day cometh soon. Would you be so kind as to accompany me back to my chambers?”

Proceed to Chapter 17.