12. Lullaby

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AN: Sorry for the long wait. Hope you'll like the chapter. 

Summary: Luna sings Stella a lullaby. Set pre-game, post invasion.


FinalFantasyXV

Dressed into her nightclothes, eight year old Stella was on her way to Lunafreya's room. The youngest Nox Fleuret had a nightmare and couldn't sleep after it, so she decided to go to her older sister's chambers, knowing Luna could help her.

Finally, Stella reached the room, and after a moment of hesitation, opened the door and entered the chambers.

Like expected, her sister was asleep. Stella began doubting her decision and was about to leave when Umbra, who was sleeping on bed together with Pryna, woke up, barking quietly at sight of Stella, thus waking Luna up.

"Stella...?" Lunafreya murmured sleepily, sitting up in bed and rubbing her eyes.

"Sorry, I woke you up. I return to my room," the young girl was about to exit the room, but was stopped by Luna this time.

"Nightmares?" she asked softly. Stella nodded and Lunafreya let out a sigh.

It had been few months since Niflheim invaded Tenebrae, killed their mother and took them under their custody, keeping them prisoners in their own home. And ever since, each of the Nox Fleurets suffered from nightmares of that day. Stella suffered the most, being only eight. This wasn't the first time she came to Luna or Ravus.

But sometimes Stella got uncomfortable at asking them to sleep with them, to chase away nightmares. And this was such time.

But despite her sister's awkwardness, Luna will comfort her. It was her job as older sister to do it, and she refused to let Stella suffer from nightmares.

"It's alright, get in," Luna tossed covers aside in an invitation. Stella hesitated for moment, biting her lip, before climbing in bed and snuggling into her sister. Luna covered them and wrapped arm around her sibling.

"What do you want to hear?" Lunafreya asked softly.

"The one Mother sang for us."

And Luna sang that one, and soon both girls fell asleep, dreaming about peaceful free days long gone, without nightmares.


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