Darkness hangs in the air of Princess Luna's chambers despite the cool night breeze blowing in from her balcony. She stares blankly out over the quiet sleeping town, a deep pit in her stomach. How could these ponies be so disrespectful? To close their eyes and cover their heads with blankets, avoiding the night she'd worked so hard to create.

Celestia saw her sister's suffering and wanted more than anything to help her. She tried her best to be there for her, but she couldn't fight her own waking hours just to reassure her. Everything she tried was worse than the last, but hopefully, this next attempt would be more fruitful.

A young Stallion, his cutiemark adorned with Luna's precious moon, may serve as good company during those long and lonely nights. But she may need more than just his company.

Takes place before Luna's transformation into Nightmare Moon, in a medieval-ish setting. She's vaguely more monstrous than in the show.
"I can fix her" fic, slow burn, some lemons, some angst.
Teen rating for possible violence, rough language, and sexual content, dubious consent throughout.
Warning for ownership/slavery, but only as a plot device.