Her Royal Highness, Princess Astra II It had been a fair day in the kingdom and Astra had spent a lazy afternoon out in the forests with her handmaidens. It was, of course, not entirely appropriate for a future queen to be off gallivanting outside the safety of the city walls, but it was not like her father paid all that much attention so busy as he was, and besides, there was something hearty and fulfilling about being out in nature. Astra wished she could have more adventures then just this little escapade. She'd never been beyond the glen, never been beyond the mountains, the furthest she'd ever gone was still in view of the stronghold. Her escapades into the woods were precious few and far between, and those tastes of freedom were both tantalizing and cruel. Her pillows had been plumped, the day was drawing to an end, and Astra had insisted that her balcony windows be left open tonight. Now she lay alone in her bedchambers, propped up on these pillows that threatened to drown her, surrounded by her finery. It was all well and good, but she paid little attention to her trinkets and baubles, her fine silks and furniture imported from far off places. Her head tilted towards the window, the dainty curtains billowing in the breeze. Astra's eyes were trained on the stars as she lay her head down to sleep. With the softest whisper of a sigh, her eyelids fluttered closed, her mind filled with thoughts of far off places, a desperate wish in her heart to be free and away. Each night she went to sleep wanting, and each morning she woke up slightly worse for it. But not tonight. Tonight would be very different indeed.