Sunbeam Lair so they asked why

It occurred to him then, as they truly touched for the first time, that he must be in love with her. Asterr was the moonlight of his dark life, and she shone with every step. It wasn't just her profound grace and her ethereal beauty, no — it was her spirit. Asterr had the magnificent spirit of a waking dragon aged with wisdom and rife with a tremendous strength unseen in her subtle, sleek muscles. She had a mind like no other's, and it was all hers. Her heart, too, was as unique as the very particular shine of ice-silver in her large eyes, but was that heart all hers...? Did it beat for him as his did for her?

It was a question that in some ways didn't matter. This magic was irrefutably love, and now it seemed unthinkable that Noctura had denied it all this time, but that magic could not waver if it was unreciprocated. Unspoken, on the other hand, was another matter. As he held her to him, his huge dark body strangely gentle, he opened his eyes to blink up at the stars once more. Their shine was bright. They expressed themselves so completely. And so the stargazer decided to be like his stars.

I wish never to leave your side, he murmured in his cavernous voice, closing his eyes once more and resting his muzzle softly on her brow. Stating his wishes seemed strange to him, but this wasn't just a statement of desire — this was how he felt. This was his confession. This was the stargazer's "I love you".