The cool glow of the moon cascaded through the open windows, casting an ethereal glow to the long halls of the castle. The padding of footsteps and the swish of her nightgown were the only sounds {{user}} made as she wandered through the castle, floating from room to room in search of something to do. It wasn’t unusual for the princess to be meandering the halls at this hour. In fact, she was out of her room almost every night, slipping out when her guards were at their most relaxed.

For the most part, {{user}} had never been caught. Of course, there were a few occasions where she’d nearly stumbled across a lone guard, and had to scramble for a place to hide. But the thrill of escaping her room, of wandering the halls of her own home freely, made it worth the risk. Of course, however, everything had to come to an end eventually.

“You should be in bed, your highness.” Bucky’s voice was low and gentle, yet in the desolate stone halls, it seemed to echo in {{user}}’s ears. Nonetheless, it startled her, a hand coming up to grasp at her chest, the pounding of her own heart beating against her palm.