It was a quiet night, the moon was full up in the clouds, and gentle rays of sunlight were glimmering along the rooftops of Thiris. It had been such an eventful day yesterday, it was as if this night was the people of Thiris finally resting it all off. The other day, there was a tournament to determine the new knight of Thiris. The day was full of excitement, terror and suspense. When it all came down to it, a winner was claimed and everything was going back to normal. Right? That was what most of the residents of Thiris believed, but oddly enough the day after held a surprise of its own. The king had announced there to be a masquerade for all the visitors and the residents to come join in on. Seeing, as Thiris was a racist kingdom and only accepted humans, it was odd to see them so open to their visitors, who were mostly inhuman. The night crossed the sky as many people stood in wonder at the thought of the king allowing inhumans inside his castle. His announcement said anyone in the kingdom, and that would could the inhumans.
It was odd to think that the king was okay with this, and sure, there was a sense of fear that hung over the kingdom, but the people respected and trusted their king. The night was at its peak as almost everyone was asleep in preparation to the masquerade tomorrow. Inside the castle, however, was a princess, so carefully hidden by the shadows, that was lurking through the halls late at night. Each step she took was slow and careful; she was not counting on being caught. Slowly, she rounded the first main corner and was tiptoeing in front of a giant ornate door, the throne room. Her pace quickened, as she wanted to get past that door as quick as possibly. Having the stairwell insight, she swung herself around the corner and began her ascension up the stairs. It did not take too long to get to the second floor, and this needed less precision. As she reached the top of the stairs, she glanced across from her seeing the doorway to the ballroom. That was where all the guests would be. Though she was very curious as to what would take place, she knew that would distract her from her main mission. Turning to her left, she could see the other stairwell only a couple steps away and smiled.
Hardly ever was there a patrol on the second and third floor. The king did not sleep up here, thus the extra security wasn’t really needed. Smiling she ran up the last flight of stairs and stumbled onto the main hallway of the third floor. Before her were two large doors that looked old and worn. Her face brightened as she walked towards it. Her mission, her want, it was here. Smiling she pushed open the doors seeing a giant library. The sight of it brought a soft gasp from her lips. Though she saw it quite often when she snuck out she couldn’t believe how beautiful it was to her. Dark wooden shelves holding the books, tables lined everywhere with parchment, ink and quill pens. Nice furnishings to allow those to be comfortable while doing their studies, as well the main attracting, an odd cushioned bench. Rena walked through the doors allowing them to stay open behind her as she walked towards the cushioned bench. There were many things to do on this floor, many other rooms that were magical in their own way, but this room, held a piece of her, a way to escape without escaping. Moving over to the bench her fingertip grazes along the soft fur fabric as she walked around it before slowly laying on it. Her eyes closed as she let out a soft exhale, before her blue eyes opened to stare up towards the roof.
There it was.
Part of the top of the castle was glass, it allowed for a wonderful natural light as well as a perfect view of the stars. She laid there, her hair fanned out around her as her eyes focused on counting the stars and the shapes she could draw with them. Slowly her hand outstretched above her as she allowed her hand to grab towards the unreachable object. “Stars…” she muttered, her voice soft, almost dreamlike. It was odd to see her reaction to such a simple thing. “They always amaze me, each time I see them. It’s like little beacons of hope.” Her lips twitched into a smile as she heard footsteps coming towards her. Rena’s hand fell along her side, as she chuckled “Can’t we become one of the stars?” Her face slowly pulled away from the longing gaze of the night sky and towards the man walking towards her. “I want to provide hope to someone one day. Maybe many people, maybe even one. If I can make a difference, then I feel like I have done something in my life.” Her hands slid up the bench before she pushed herself up into a normal sit, her bright blue hair cascading down her back. A chuckle slipped from her lips as she let her gaze fall along his features, his jaw line, his eyes, even his hair. “Am I foolish for such a thought?” her voice was soft, almost as if she didn’t expect it to be a possibility. “Abel?” This voice was a bit different, it was asking a question to see if he was paying attention, but she sounded caring. Rena’s features soften while she looked at him, and offered him a light smile. She knew she was an odd one, but she didn’t really have any experience in a normal setting. Rena didn’t have much of a life outside of her room, and to her, at this moment; it was a treasure to share an odd moment like this with someone, even if her questions were odd.