Nuala opened her eyes in the darkness.

A beam of moonlight flooded in through the half-opened curtains in her bedroom, she sat up and got out of the bed in her royal, white nightgown and slightly opened the curtains as a smile of excitement appeared on her pale, beautiful face.

"It's snowing!" She whispered in excitement.

Nuala quickly moved through the door where attached the room of her twin brother, Nuada's, and appeared in front of Prince Nuada's bed.

"Psst! Brother!" She said in her loudest whisper as Nuada groaned and slowly opened his bleary eyes.

"What is it, sister…?" Nuada said with drowsiness and sat up on his bed, he was wearing white pajamas which matched to Nuala's. "It's snowing!" Nuala said, and sat on Nuada's thighs naturally, put her hands on the Prince's shoulders as Nuada wrapped one of his hands around his twin sister's waist at the same time.

"Let's go see the snow." Nuala added.

"And why must I go see the snow with you, Nuala?" With the sleepiness gone, the Prince asked as an almost vicious smile appeared on his darkened lips.

"Because… it's dark outside…" Without a thought of Nuada might reject her, the princess equivocated, lowered her head, without knowing what to do.

There's a few seconds of silence before Nuada chuckled and rubbed her face: "Fine, let's go. Get your cloak, sister." Princess Nuala gazed up into his golden eyes with thrill in hers. The Princess went back to her own room and put on the cloak that her brother asked her to as fast as she could. She returned to the Prince's room and realized that Nuada was only wearing a white scarf and boots besides his pajamas. Contrary to the situation, as Nuada approached and grabbed her cold hand with his in the meantime, Nuala felt like her hand was clasped by warm sand which revealed how warm his body was. Nuada tightened her hand as if he was going to warm, or transfer some temperature to his twin sister's gelid hand.

"We will be doomed if Father ever finds out we're out of the castles this late." Nuada taunted her.

"Like you care." Nuala taunted back as she led him out of the room and down the stairs. She seemed anxious, they passed through the rooms and stairs quickly with Nuala almost pulling Nuada's hand in front of him, she rushed out before Nuada quickly grabbed and pulled her arm with his strong hand, hid behind the corner of the wall. A vigilant royal guard was patrolling in front of the wicket door that the twins were trying to sneak out. Unfortunately, Nuada was more vigilant and capable of dodging than anyone, he slipped into the darkness with his sister before anyone could find out and escaped out of the wicket door of the castle.

The twins arrived an empty field where they can only hear the wind and the snow rustled under their feet. The world seemed to be covered in white, the snow drifted profusely and disorderly from the sky. Nuala released Nuada's hand and reached out her hand as some of the snow fell on her hand, a non-conscious smile showed up on her red lips.

"It is, beautiful." Nuala claimed with amazement, "isn't it, my brother?"

"Yes… beautiful." Nuada repeated. Curiously, without looking at the snow, he was staring at his twin sister's pale, exquisitely fragile profile while speaking. The snow fell on her pale gold hair which was same to his, he raised his hand and stroked a wisp of her hair behind her pointy ear.

The twins had many sides that were not in common, but there was always one thing that's the same: their love for nature. They sat together and watched the snow fell from sky hand in hand. Without knowing how long it had pass, Nuala yawned and looked at her brother subconsciously. Nuada drew his sight back from the falling snow and turned to look at his sister almost the exact same time as she did.

"I suppose it is the time we should go back?" Nuada asked.

"Yes, I'm feeling a little run down." Nuala answered while she closed her eyes and extracted her left hand out of his to hold her forehead. The Prince grabbed her other hand in his, as always, his hand was warm and safe. Unlike the Princess's, her right hand which had not be warmed by his seemed even colder before they were out.

Agile enough to avoid all the guards, they walked back to the Prince's room. Nuada uncloaked Nuala and shaked off the snow on it.

Nuala embraced him after he finished and hanged it on a tall chair to dry.

"Good night, my brother." She did realize that he was all wet when she holded him, and continued: "Dry yourself and change, you must, or you'll catch cold." After that, Nuala released him and turned around, started to walk back to her own chamber.

"Nuala…" Nuada grabbed her wrist before she took another step.

"Yes, brother?" Nuala turned back to face him.

He hesitated for a second, through their bond, Nuala could feel that he wanted her to stay for the night. Instead, he just simply said: "Good night, sister." and kissed her forehead.

"Good night." Nuala repeated again, with a bit of disappointment that she didn't even realize by herself.

The twins went back to their own bed without saying another word.

Only this time, Nuada became the one who can't get back to sleep. Finally, he got up and quietly entered his sister's room after he spended restless few hours on the bed. Nuada sat down on the edge of her bed, watched Nuala's sleeping face and gently stroked her cheek.

She was smiling. Who knew what this sleeping beauty was dreaming of?