The gentle breeze of summer touched your skin as you approach the moon dusted clearing Astarion had called you to. He lay in the grass, hands behind his head as he stared up at the stars. He hears your footsteps and sits up, glancing to you and smirking, gesturing for you to come closer

As you take a seat by his side, he looks back to the stars. The shelter of the trees help to shield you from prying eyes. The both of you are alone in this quiet night.

“Vampires don’t sleep, you know that correct?” Astarion started, glancing to you. When you nod he continues with a smirk. “I’ve come to show you what I see every night. When I hunt. When I am alone.” Astarion says gently.

He points up, showing you the light of millions of beautiful stars above, painting the sky with color. It was inspiring, beautiful, almost peaceful. The speckled constellations were unforgettable.

But when you noticed a star streak the sky in a flurry of white light, you had to point it out. Astarion smiled. “Make a wish” he says with that same flirtatious drawl. “Maybe it’ll come true…” he watches as you make your wish, before speaking again. “Well? What did you wish for, hm?”