What comes with the night

It's said that, sometimes, if you wish wholeheartedly, things can happen. Perhaps the same unnatural force that brings evil beings out of the mirror upon a few special words. There are just way too many legends out there, some are just mutations of one original legend.
But, I'm wasting too much time with this talk. So, what is it that you desire, my child?


—I want company!
—Company? What for?
—To accompany me thro...
—You don't need this. Just focus on doing what you have to do.
—But...
—Case closed.
The castle walls were cold that night. Everyone had already left to their beds. Well, everyone but one boy. He still had a few tasks to perform, and thought it was a tad early to sleep.
But as he walked around the big and heavily decorated rooms, he felt less and less motivated to fulfill his duties. And slowly, the thoughts concerning that started to vanish, giving room to a very special one. A thought that seldomly kept him awake at night, counting stars in the dark sky. One night he got to the count of a thousand and three hundred stars, after which he fell asleep. Of course, he didn't count then in a systematic manner as to get each and every star out there. He just kept looking up and counting, pointing at them as if he really could distinct one from another.
So, he turned back and headed for the clock tower. Which was, as you can probably guess, the highest tower. Although that didn't configure a problem, he was used to going up there almost every night, it was some sort of silly ritual he created.
After some minutes at the stairways, he got there. And the ritual once again started. Before counting all those shiny dots that accompanied the moon...
—Hi, it's me again. I... I would just like to say that I'm still holding to my promise. I know that if I wish upon a star I can get my wish granted, well, I hope I can...
He kept looking at the stars.
—I just wanted company. I know you all must be tired of seeing me here every night, but I thought that, if I showed commitment perhaps, you would believe me. You probably remember the first night I came here, I promised to come every day just to see how were you doing, even if you don't really need that at all...
The wind blowed gently, yet coldly.
—After all, you already have yourselves, there's just plenty over there at the skies and most days there's also the moon. I... just wanted one. They say you've got to ask with your soul if you want something, I'd like to know how do I do that, because all I know is to ask humbly.
He sighed.
—Would you please bring someone to me?
As every night, he felt his face blushing as he finished the question. And as every night, saying these few words made him feel courageous and brave, as if it renewed his hopes. And also, as every night, silence followed.
—Well, thanks for hearing...
He looked down, holding a small tear that insisted in forming at his left eye. After containing it, he gazed at the stars.
—One... two...
And time dragged as he counted.
—Three... four...
Minutes passed.
—Fifty-one... fifty-two...
Hours.
—Seven hundred ninety-three... seven hundred ninety-four...
And then he slept.

As the birds sang, welcoming the morning, he opened his eyes scared. He didn't do his tasks last night. He was late, and would be punished accordingly. Once again, he had lost time to a stupid wish. Once again he slept at the clock tower. And once again there was this girl sitting next to him passing her hands through his hair.
...Wait a bit.
—Who are you?!