"Thou art incorrigible, even by Our standards," you playfully swat her hoof with a hand, before pulling her in close, pressing a small kiss to the crook of her neck. "Seven days... seven days until we are wed at last. No more need for secret trysts, nor coy deflections in court of our affections, simply..." You let out a small sigh, draping your arms around her withers. "Us. The royal Princess of the Night, and her ever-esteemed Royal Consort."