She looked over her shoulder at her chambers. Beatrix was asleep inside, resting peacefully although earlier she had had a nightmare which Luna had chased away. What monsters enter into her dreams? Luna had not asked. She and the showmare still had such a tenuous relationship that it was best not to push any further than she had to. Perhaps once there was more trust between them, she could get the unicorn to give her more answers, but now was not the time.