When Luna is seven years old, she meets Ignis Scientia through Noct. He is five, two years older than her, yet two years younger at the same time. Her to-be royal advisor has a distinct accent, and Luna immediately recognizes that he is not from Lucis. He also has a rather impressive vocabulary for a child, and sometimes Luna cannot discern the meaning of what he says. Despite being only a child, Ignis tries his best to keep Luna in line as she scrambles around, touching and smelling everything, looking for all the differences between Insomnia and Tenebrae.
"Highness, please desist," Ignis calls after him in a young voice. "You might hurt yourself."
Luna looks at him. "You should just call me Noctis," She says, instead of heeding to his request.
"If I do so, will you get down?" Ignis asks hopefully.
Luna thinks about it. "Ok," She responds with an easy smile and clambers down her father's antique cabinet.
"Thank you, Highness."
"Hey!" Luna yelps in protest. "You promised!"
"Highness, it would be highly improper to call you by your name. You are a prince, so I should call you accordingly."
But Luna herself is different. She spends less and less time playing with Ravus. In Tenebrae, she is beginning to learn what it means to be the Oracle. She reads the Cosmogony, and of the Six: Shiva, Bahamut, Leviathan, Titan, Ramuh, and Ifrit the Betrayer. She spends many waking hours with Gentiana and her mother, discussing the Gods.
She is taught how to sit straight, speak with grace, move with grace, stay dignified. It is tiring, and more and more often Luna loves to be Noct, to roam more freely with the company of Ignis, with less lessons and more fun.