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It has been months since I have returned to the throne alongside my sisters. It was initially very awkward to be looking and speaking to myself. I, Nightmare Moon, speaking to my former self, Luna. Although the awkwardness was very short lived. And for the first time in...perhaps centuries, I have found somepony who understands my love of the night on an identical level.

My return to Equestria has not been an easy transition. My reputation precedes me everywhere I go, fear running rampant among my subjects. But I try to remain patient. They have every right to fear me and I do not fault them. But there is one person in this land who is always nothing short of joyous to see me whenever we cross paths. Him... The bearer of the Element of Humanity.

My royal duties prevent me from seeing him as often as I desire, but I do try to pull a few strings to allow me time to depart to the humble town of Ponyville that rests not far from the foot of the mountain I reign from. It is a truly cozy little village where the people are always kind, humble, and universally friendly. A far cry from the louts that infest the capitol city of Canterlot. Honestly, how do my sisters and even the royal guard stomach such overblown egos?! I can see why my beloved is so unwilling to visit our home more often.

Yes... My beloved. He is far more than a mere friend to me... Even if I can never speak those words to his face. Even after my return to the throne as a true princess of Equestria, my love for him... It will not fade. The one thing I desire more than even my kingdom's love and approval is he by my side as my king. King James, they would call him... It has a fine ring to it.

But this... This love will never be. He holds my heart now and forever, and yet his heart belongs to another. The bearer of the Element of Kindness. Fluttershy. They reside within the same cottage and their love for each other is true. And whenever I see them, I can understand why they long for each other. They are a fine fit. And yet, I cannot help feeling seething envy. Why has fate been so unkind towards me? Why deny me this most sacred desire after all I have suffered?

Weeks went by. And then months. I reign over this land, no longer as the Princess of the Night, but under a different banner. Using a type of magic that I personally developed myself, I cast it over the entire kingdom and beyond every time Luna raises the moon while Celestia lowers the sun. With it, the people of this vast land experience nothing but the most pleasant of dreams. It is rare for nightmares to take root in their resting minds. And it is through this daily act that I found my new true title. The Princess of Dreams.

While I reigned under this new banner, Luna introduced me to a type of magic she possesses that I had entirely forgotten about. A type of spell I can only describe as 'dream diving'. To enter the dreams of others. And I use it quite frequently with nearly every night. The dreams of others are quite entertaining to witness. I can never know what to expect. Some are calm and relaxing, others daring and adventurous, and some are just so jovial and so much fun to witness. I am always curious of what I will find next. But my favorite dreams of all are the ones dreamed up by him. Because whatever it is he dreams, what makes them so superior to all others is that he is always with me.

And tonight... I can no longer withhold my heart's desires. I will never be able to have him as my king. But perhaps... Just this once... Within the world of limitless possibilities... The world of dreams... Perhaps this time... Even if for just one night, we can finally be king and queen. The shimmering guiding stars in the lonely black night sky.

I have made my preparations like many times before. Casting my spell to take effect the moment I drift off to sleep. It is dark within my chambers. The glow of the moon being filtered by a curtain hanging over my window. It is full, that perfect pale sphere hanging high in the night sky. My head rests lightly upon a pillow, my eyes growing heavy from looking over too many documents and scrolls by candlelight. I felt my eyes shifting beneath my lids, my mind becoming scattered. And then... I awoke.

I was standing upon a field of clouds beneath the brightly lit moon. Somewhere in the heavens high above Equestria. The air was clear. The wind weak. But wherever I glanced, he was nowhere to be seen. But that was fine. I knew how to find him among the thousands upon thousands of dreaming minds within this land. And so, with a brief focusing of my magic, I stepped forward and entered the dream of the man I desired.

My eyes opened. No longer was I standing amongst a sea of moonlit clouds. I now stood in a place I recognized quite well. It was still in the middle of the night, the area covered in the faint glow of the moon and stars above. I was clad in my polished blue armor with my crown atop my head. The place surrounding me was a location I often visit. The royal garden within the palace. And the noise coming from nearby... The gentle roar of many mixed conversations. The tempo of soft classical music. Was it... What is that event called that I have yet to see? The...Grand Galloping Gala?

My eyes scanned my surroundings. I was quite deep into the garden and could not see any signs of a grand event anywhere around me. I began to wander, wondering if I had indeed entered the dream I had been hoping for and not the dreaming mind of some nobleman in Canterlot. I called out softly, fearing I may have missed him. But just as I was on the verge of preparing to ready another spell, I caught sight of someone walking behind a tree and then behind a thicket of red roses. My heart skipped a beat. Was it him?

Trotting along, I followed the creature I had glimpsed. And when I rounded the corner, I saw him. My beloved James... He stood facing a tree with arms crossed while gazing up at a few roosting jays, his posture straight and still. It is no secret to me that the animals that inhabit the garden are sheepish towards anyone who does not reside within the palace. They are still wary of me, even after all this time.

I froze as I beheld him. Clad in a white suit of the highest caliber, he... I felt an intense warmth fill me. Here he was, standing before me. And yet, I could not speak or move. For all the power I possess as a true member of the Equestrian royal family and as the Princess of Dreams, I was utterly helpless at that moment. He held my heart in his hands and I was powerless for that brief moment. I was filled with a nameless fear. My heart was filled with uncertainty and nervousness. I knew exactly what I wanted to do with him that night. And yet, I could not bring myself to take even the first steps to achieving it.

Finally, he glanced my way. Those deep brown eyes opened slightly wider as he showed that reserved slight smile he always did whenever he saw me. He called my name and began to approach me with a slightly swifter gait than usual. I could not help but crack a smile in response, though my heart was aflutter. I was so in love at that moment and it was all I could do to not fluster like fool before him. By the stars, I wanted him!

I attempted to break my silence with a simple greeting. I bowed my head while he came to a stop before me. And then he greeted me as he always does. With a tender embrace. I felt his arms wrap around my neck, the side of his head resting against me. I nearly felt weak in the knees. With my emotions nearly at the breaking point, I wanted to collapse in his grasp. But I had to keep my composure until the proper time. Not yet. Trying to keep face, I extended my wing and folded it over him in an embrace of my own, a long sigh escaping my lips. My eyes closed, and yet... I could plainly see images flash across my vision. Bursts of color showing vague forms... I knew it was the two of us together... Surely images of the imminent future should my will not falter.

Once the embrace ended, I attempted to ease into the moment with a few friendly questions. As it turned out, the Grand Galloping Gala was indeed under way within the palace at that moment. And it did not take long for James to understand that we were both inside a dream. One reason was because it was far too soon since his last attendance for the event to have come again. And... Well, the second reason caused me to nearly laugh. He claimed that his suit felt unnaturally comfortable for attire so stuffy.

When I inquired as to why he was so far away from the event at hand, he explained that it was to get away from the noise and enjoy a moment of peace and quiet under the moon. I once again felt such a powerful warmth within me upon hearing his praise of my and Luna's beautiful night. I wonder... Does my sister hold similar feelings for him like mine? If she does, she indeed hides them well.

I explained that I too had come out to enjoy some peace and quiet myself. But of course, I was all too thrilled to have found him there as well. I am certain he had deduced that I was not a figment of his imagination like the rest of the world around him, but a visitor to his dream like many times before.

Finally, I felt it was time to act. We only had so long before one of us awakened. And yet...it was a struggle to actually speak of it. I knew what I wanted. And he was standing before me. Why was I so afraid? I love him. I knew what it was I desired. And despite this... It must have been the fear of anypony seeing us. Even if just a dream, the other people nearby seemed real enough.

After a few more moments of debating with myself of how to approach this desire, an idea finally came to mind. Perhaps once we were alone in a place where nopony would dare intrude, I would feel more at ease and able to pursue my heart's desires. I requested that he follow me into the palace. That I had something I wanted to show him. He seemed very trusting of me and followed without question. I should not be surprised. I trust him just as much as he trusts me.

I was hoping we would not encounter any of his dearest companions out of fear that they would only distract him. And with time not being on our side, I had to make certain to make every moment count. Fortunately, we were blessed enough to not pass by anyone that caught his eye. It would have gotten awkward if we had come across Fluttershy, who his heart is sworn to. And after coming to the main hall and proceeding up the stairs, I led him through another moonlit hall. On occasion, we would pass one of the nightly sentries. They would naturally step forward to ask James to return to the ground floor with the other guests, but would stand down whenever I insisted he was with me.

As we walked along, I felt a nagging guilt gnawing at my heart. Very soon, we would be alone. No interruptions. No obstacles. He would be mine at last, even if just for this one night. And yet... I felt such a powerful doubt. What I was about to do is sinful and wrong. I knew it is wrong... His heart is not mine to claim. But my heart urges me on. And just this once, I will heed it and only it.

Finally, we entered my private chambers. It looked exactly as it did when I drifted off to sleep. My bed was large and rounded, much like many used by nobles in Canterlot. A few candles were lit around the room, adding to the lighting and, might I add, the atmosphere.

James glanced around after walking in while I silently locked the door behind us. There was nothing between us now. No snooping guards. No curious partygoers. It was just us.

He turned to face me and smiled before voicing his approval of my chamber's aesthetics. I smiled at his praise and insisted that he make himself at home. He proceeded to remove his suit, revealing a plain white undershirt beneath it before taking a seat on the bed and sliding his shoes off. Once more, he asked what it was I wished to reveal to him. I insisted that he wait a moment longer while I prepared it. He seemed to understand and began to just gaze around the room while I stepped behind a tall folding screen which I use every morning to equip my royal garments.

My heart is racing... He is so close... There is nothing between us now. I must be brave. I may never acquire the courage to attempt this ever again. Calm yourself, Nightmare Moon. He is who restored you to this kingdom's throne. He who was the first to see you not as a monster, but as a mare. He loves me just as much as I love him. I know he does... I am sure of it. He just cannot express it.

Piece by piece, I removed my armor and my crown. I gazed at myself in a tall mirror next to me. My sleek black body was bare. A lock of my mane that did not waver hung over my forehead, much like my fellow sister of the moon. I am beautiful. And I know he thinks so too. I am not a monster. I am a princess. The Princess of Dreams. But first and foremost, I am a mare. A woman. And now, I will find out what he sees through his eyes when he sees me.

I feel somewhat giddy with excitement. I am nervous and afraid, yet eager. I carefully peek through the slim opening in my folding screen just under one of its hinges. He is looking towards the window. Now... I must act. Slowly now. I must not rush him.

I step out from behind my shield and begin to approach him. My tongue is still, my lungs ceasing to draw breath. So close... When I am a mere ten paces from him, I stop. I finally will myself to inhale and to speak out to him. He turns to face me and his expression instantly changes. His face... He seems nervous as well. Shy even. As I would expect from such a tender man.

It was too soon to reveal what I desired, so I tried to make light of the situation with friendly banter. I inquired as to whether or not he was well. He responded with a very nervous smile, expressing how he never thought he would see me without my royal attire. I could not help but smile and asked if he would prefer me with my armor and crown upon my body.

His lack of an immediate response actually puzzled me. He is a modest man and would never make an advance on any mare. Finally, he spoke his response. And he was brutally honest. He was not certain of what he desired. He could not choose.

I decided to move things along. I approached him and rested upon my bed beside him. I could see him beginning to sweat. My presence was making him quite nervous indeed. Perhaps he could detect my ulterior motives. Or perhaps...there was something he was not telling me. But surely that could not be. His heart belongs to another, that much I know all too well.

He finally asked once more. What it was I wanted to show him. I was cornered. I could no longer delay the revelation of the truth. I finally relented and began to unfold the reality of the situation. I spoke, claiming that in truth I had nothing to give him but a tidbit of information that he had likely never known about.

My beloved watched in silence, his expression soft and curious. I continued, reminding him of the times we crossed paths deep within the Everfree Forest. How my desire to see him again consumed my every waking moment. How joyous I was to finally meet him again once I had regained my glorious physical form. And then...the moment when he did what I dreamed no man would do. The moment when he claimed my heart.

His eyes opened wide upon hearing my words. He clearly knew what it was I was truly saying. But I was mildly shocked to see his reaction. He did not respond with revulsion. Nor disappointment. Nor disdain. Instead, his eyes showed a truly conflicted gaze. Not at all what I was expecting. I reached out to him, placing my bare hoof upon his hand. He then surprised me again with his next action. Placing his other hand upon my hoof instead of pulling away. I then whispered...pleaded... My words were as follows. "Please, my beloved... Make me yours."

His eyes dart about the room. Sweat is beginning to moisten his brow. He predictably mentions his beloved. Fluttershy, bearer of the Element of Kindness. And I respond in kind. He is so close to me now. I am so close to having him. Please, my love... Please, just this once. Just for this one night... I plead further, telling him that I only wish to have him just this once, knowing that it is no longer possible for us to even consider pursuing each other. To please grant me this one sacred request.

Our faces are so close. I can feel his warm breath upon my snout. He is silent, as am I. I await his decision. I am certain that he will deny me further. And yet...what is this feeling? His hand sliding up my leg to my body. And finally up to my neck and cheek. I am motionless. Powerless in his grasp. For this brief instant, I am but a slave to his touch. He holds my heart in his grasp. I have never been more vulnerable than at this one moment. If he wishes it, he can break me here. Crush my spirit and leave me a broken shell of a mare. He is so close... I can almost taste it... So close to achieving what I desire and yet so close to being utterly ruined.

And then...he did the last thing I expected him to do. He brought his face closer to mine. I was transfixed. I could not blink nor look away. And then I felt it. His lips upon mine. Ever so slowly, he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to him. For a mere moment, my mind became blank. I had never once imagined that he would relent so quickly. His will is too strong for that. And his love for his beloved is too stalwart. So...why? What prompted him to relent?

These questions that swam through my mind were lost on me. For that moment, it did not matter. At long last... He was mine. I felt myself melt in his grasp. My body became dough in his embrace, my eyes becoming heavy. I pressed into that kiss. That sacred first kiss of my entire existence. A kiss from my beloved... My guiding light... He who serves as the chain that binds me to my kingdom. My heart was bursting... Tears flowing from my eyes... I... I felt his lips part, as did mine. His tongue... It was ambrosia to me. Is this what it feels like to achieve true bliss? I have...never felt happier than at this moment.

Ever so slowly, my strength returned to me. That kiss did not cease. And we were soon drawn to the mattress below. I could feel it in his touch and his lips. And it was then that I came to understand why he had given himself to me so readily. I was feeling a powerful love in his caress. This was not a spur of the moment reaction. This...is truest love. How long has he held it within himself without expressing it? Did he even know of it himself?

I know not how many minutes have passed. It feels like an eternity has drifted by while we have been locked in that kiss. Very slowly, he pulls away from my face, our tongues still connected by a clear string of fluid. He seems overwhelmed, yet calm. And I... I feel so warm... So needy... By the stars... Oh, by the stars, my body aches for him... My king... I am yours... Just as you are mine...

There are no words. We speak with gazes into each other's eyes and with tender caresses. I am so new to this, and yet it feels as if I have become fluent in this glorious language overnight. I smile warmly, my hoof gently dragging along his chest. He returns my gaze all too willingly, his hands reaching down and pulling the white fabric over his head and tossing it aside. His upper body is now as bare as myself. And...what a lovely sight. Perhaps my eyes were blinded by the haze of love, but I saw no flaws to speak of.

He lowered his head to me, prompting me to grin like a fool as I anticipated another caress from his sickly sweet lips. And that is exactly what I got, but not where I expected. I felt them press themselves against my neck. Over and over, he caressed me. I shuddered at his touch, my body limp and lifeless. I have submitted myself to him... This tender sweet man... Oh, my love... Please... More... If this truly is a dream and not an unexpected meeting in my chambers, please do not allow us to ever awaken...

I feel his hands caressing my underside. His lips proceed downward as well, sending shivers down my spine. I moan. I twitch. I feel every tender caress. He is so slow. So tender. Getting as much out of this moment as possible. He is no fighter. Truly a lover. I... Oh my... This new feeling... His hand is reaching lower... It grasps something between my hind legs. My teats?

I have all but forgotten them. They blend in so well with my coat. And yet... By the stars... His hands grasp and caress them as if mounds of soft dough. Such pleasure... I never dreamed such ecstasy could come from this... My body retches at his touch. My mouth agape, gasping for breath. I am a mere puppet with this master pulling my strings to make me quiver. Not out of domination, but out of tender love. I can feel it in his touch. See it in his eyes. He wishes for me to feel pleasure. To feel his love for me. And I do. I feel it surging through me. Please... Do not let this cease.

For a moment, the caresses ended. I waited several seconds, wondering what he was doing. Why had he stopped? I felt the mattress shift as his weight rose from it. I listened carefully. The sound of fabric falling to the floor flowed into my ears. My eyes opened wide. He was... Were we truly about to...

I remained still. I was so eager to look, and yet I was anchored to the sheets below me. I wanted to be surprised. And what a surprise I felt. His lips once again. But upon my teats. I felt them heave with his touch. And then...a strong suction upon the very center of one. I could not contain myself at all. A powerful moan burst forth from my lips. I opened my eyes and glanced down. His lips were clamped over my teat, suckling like a newborn foal. I held no milk for him to drink, though I wish I did. He did not release, his tongue teasing me. Oh, such bliss. It was a struggle to keep myself from flailing.

When he released me, it was far too soon. He stood above me, his entire body as bare as my own. This was it. A moment I had anticipated from the start. I am ready. He is ready. I am resting upon my side, my eyes gazing at him with such passion. His face is also showing a slight smirk. He too is craving me. And I will deny him that honor no longer. I move my tail aside, my body screaming for his touch. As his hand caresses my flank, I speak my words to him. "Please, my love... Claim your queen."

I rest my head as he draws near. And... Oh my... I... I feel him... He is inside me... Pushing deep... This... No dream or fantasy could have prepared me for this... By the stars... My love... Oh, please... Take me... Make me yours...

He begins to pull back, but soon pushes in deep once more. An erratic rhythm that soon becomes more at ease. He has found his stride. There are no words between us. Words are no longer needed. All that is needed are our eyes. I gaze up at him as pleasure pulses inside me. He pants, his face slowly becoming flushed. He asks softly if I am in any sort of discomfort. Of course, I am not. How could I be?

My lungs heave as I gasp at his touch. Both upon my body and from within. It felt so taboo, this...wonderful coupling of man and mare. Let alone between a princess and a mere commoner from another world. And yet... It feels so right... So perfect... James... You are the one... I am so blessed to receive your love... My sisters chose well... You...are my guiding light... My king...

I raise my head to look towards him, his rhythm now a more steady yet swifter pace. His eyes focus upon me while I gaze at him. I cannot stay away from him while he stands at one end. Stretching myself as much as I can, I reach out to him. And yet, we can only narrowly bring our lips together without hindering him. He is quick to notice and quietly asks me to wait. I feel so empty as he pulls away, my body begging for him to fill me once more.

He is quick to help me reposition myself. I am no longer on my side, but on my back. My wings spread wide, instinctively displaying myself for him. I cannot help but grin in excitement. This time, there will be no interruptions. He too seems eager to resume our precious coupling. He crawls above me before ever so slowly and gently lowering himself. His chest rests upon mine, my body feeling every breath he makes. Our faces are so close now. And we waste no timing in taking advantage of it. Once more, our lips join. And then, our tongues reach out and touch. Just as sweet as the last.

The calm is interrupted as I feel him enter me once more with unexpected force. This sudden surge of pleasure forces a yelp from my throat, but our kiss does not cease. Oh lord, does it endure. I cannot release him at all.

Time is meaningless to us. Seconds turn into minutes. One becomes twenty as we writhe and groan upon my bed. Our kiss does finally cease, neither of us able to stay focused. This pleasure... It is overwhelming... Soon, he will... My heart pounds within my chest. Loud whimpers and moans burst from my lips. I care not if anypony hears us from the hall just beyond the door. Let them listen! All that matters now... All that matters is this moment. The moment where we become one. Where he becomes mine and I become his.

I can feel something building within me. His movements are swift and harsh, yet never rough. I can feel his love... His face shows discomfort, but I know that it is really passion distorted by what we are feeling. He too must be feeling something growing within. My tears are cascading free... My legs fold over him, holding him close to me... It is time... I cannot resist for much longer... Oh, yes... Please... Give it to me, my love! We are so close... I have longed for this moment for too long! Take me, my king! Claim me as your queen!

I know not when it happened. I felt as if a dam within me had ruptured. My voice rattled and gasped erratically, my body retching with pleasure that bordered on unbearable. Such...ecstasy... My body became little more than a heaving rag doll beneath my beloved... My king... And then...he too found release. He pushed as deep as he could into me while holding onto me the best he could manage. A groan escaped his lips as he practically yelled my name.

I feel...such an amazing warmth within me... A liquid blessing pooling somewhere inside me where I have never felt myself touched before... Oh, my love... If only this was more than a dream. I would proudly bear you a darling prince or princess as your queen...

We heave in delicious fatigue, our bodies spent. He looks down at me as I gaze up at him. I can find no words to speak. Delirious whimpers escape my lips while I manage to smile, tears flowing free. It has finally happened... He is my...king... Our lips join once more. Our touch is soft, his hand resting upon my hoof. I feel your love, my dear... It is true...

My body... This warmth and fatigue does not fade... I am so new to this. I can scarcely move. And yet, he lazily rolls off me and rests by my side. I can feel him withdraw from my body. I feel so empty, and yet so bloated with his gift resting within me. This memory.... I will cherish it for eternity.

I gaze at him while he gazes at me. I raise my hoof while he raises his hand. He holds my hoof in his hand with such a tender grip. It is then that I can no longer hold back. I speak the words I have wanted to say to him since the night he returned to me. The night when he claimed the Element of Humanity as his own. "I love you..."

Once again, I saw that conflicted gaze in his eyes. However, they scarcely darted about at all. They were focused on me at nearly all times. I was not expecting him to return my words. His heart belongs to another, after all. And tonight, I will make certain that this dream will fade from his memory not even an hour after he awakens. He must not remember this most blessed...this most taboo of nights. And yet...he spoke the words I never expected him to say. Words that left my mouth devoid of words and my eyes moist with tears. "I love you...so much..."

He... He spoke words of love for me. And it was clearly not forced. He meant every syllable. For a brief moment, there were no words between us. Until I finally broke the silence. I whispered to him, asking why he had relented so soon at the beginning. He could have rejected me. Returned to his beloved at the Grand Galloping Gala below. And yet...he gave me every ounce of his love. And his response filled me with an indescribable feeling. That it felt...right. That there is a natural attraction between us. That it would feel so wrong if he refused me.

What would have become of us if he had only met me so shortly after his arrival into this world? And yet... This only served to confirm my fears. I could not allow him to remember this wonderful night. I made clear to him what needed to be done. I assured him that his memories of this shared dream will fade shortly after he awakens like most dreams. If not, the memory, a memory rife with true love towards me, would linger in his mind where only his love for his true beloved should be. It would cause their bond to weaken and crumble. And yet, despite having been made to understand this, his response tore at my heart. "What if I don't want to forget?"

What have I done...? I went into this expecting him to be fond of me... Not secretly harboring feelings he was not aware he even had! I tried to handle the moment as carefully as I could. I asked him who he truly loves. The bearer of the Element of Kindness, or the Princess of Dreams. His expression became pained, his gaze turning away while he struggled to find an answer. It hurt to know that I had placed such a burden on him. And his response was what I expected by that point. That he simply does not know.

I cannot allow this memory to remain intact within his mind. And yet... I know that he will be torn apart by it. Guilt weighing heavily in my heart, I pull him close as a quiet sob escapes my lips. I confess all I can. How I simply could not contain my love for him. How I wish I could have been his betrothed. He replied in kind, holding onto me with a tender grasp. He does not fault me. He does not hold any anger towards me. He feels honored, yet torn, that he was able to discover feelings buried in his heart that even he did not know that existed.

I am at a loss of what to do. My heart is weighed down with guilt, yet with so much love as well. And there is still plenty of time left before we awaken. Rather than spend the little time we still have left wallowing in despair over our imminent parting, I ask him one final request before this precious moment ends forever. That I may be his queen for this one night.

He gazes at me in silence, tears drying on his cheeks. I lift my hoof, waiting to see if he will stay or flee. And he stays. His hand gently holds my hoof, his forehead resting against mine while gazing into my eyes. We push our sorrows away and allow our love to slowly emerge once more. If we are doomed to be forced apart, then we should enjoy each other to the bitter end. I felt his lips join with mine again. My king... Please forgive me for what I must do...

For the remaining time we still had, we remained together within my chambers. Our touch never left each other. Our lips were seldom apart. And we explored each other constantly. I felt his touch. I heard his voice. I smelled his scent. I tasted him. I saw his loving gaze look back at me. At first, there was a powerful sorrow within them. But over time, that sorrow was replaced with the same quiet passion I had seen in him before. Once more, he and I had nothing between us.

By the stars... I have never felt so impossibly satisfied by the time our stamina had waned. I felt as if I was on the verge of sleep, despite being within a dream. He had given me so much... He had added to the gift he had planted inside me. Surely enough to sire a beautiful foal if this was not a mere dream. I can only imagine the looks on my sisters' faces if I informed them that we should be preparing for the first true addition to the royal family since our births.

We lied upon my bed. There was no sound besides the cool nightly wind whistling beyond the window. Slowly, we sat up and held each other in a tender embrace. If only we knew what was about to occur.

I felt it. The world seemed to quiver. The walls became pale before regaining their colors. No... Not now... Please... Do not allow him to awaken just yet! I am not ready! Please do not take him from me!

He knows it as well. I see a deathly fear in his eyes. He is on the verge of awakening. He pleads, begging for just a moment longer. He knows what will occur when his eyes open. This wonderful night... The one time where our love could be real, would be forgotten forever. And only I would remember...

I hold onto him as tightly as possible. I vow that no matter what, my love for him will never wither. I will carry it onward, never allowing it to leave my heart. My beloved James... My heart will always be yours.

The world is fading all around us. Closing in. That pale wall of white... Why... Why am I so terrified? Please... No... My love, please stay with me!

The white void reaches us, tears flowing from both our eyes. We gaze into each other's eyes one last time. He is the last thing I see. And just as his face faded away, I heard him speak one final time. "I love you, my queen."

My eyes opened upon hearing those words. My pillow is soaked with tears. My eyes sore. Why... That dream... It was more than just a dream... Why did it have to end?! Our love was real! I know it was!

I rush to the window and gaze out at the sun. It is fairly low in the sky. Never before have I felt so utterly furious towards my sister's handiwork. As I stand here, I know his memory of our time as lovers is fading. In a matter of minutes, it will fade to the deepest recesses of his mind, never again to be remembered. And the only one who will have known what transpired there...is myself.

The tears... They will not cease to flow... My throat will not cease allowing sobs to escape my lips... Why... I love you so much, my beloved... Why can we never be truly together? I love you! Why?!

I remain on my bed throughout the morning. I turn any and all guards away. I... I just want to be left alone with this beautiful memory... Just a while longer...

I know it was not a one-sided attraction. If given the chance, I know... We could have been together. No... We should have been together. He would have been a fine king... And I would have stood by his side as his queen forever. I cannot allow myself to ever speak those words to him again. I cannot... But know this... My love for you is absolute. I will not allow it to die. No man, human or stallion, will ever take my heart from you now. It is yours and yours alone. Please... I know you do not know you have it, but please... Cherish it.

I will watch over and walk alongside you always. And I will never forget this most...precious of dreams. I will see you again soon, my love... My king.