//------------------------------// // Preparations for Chaos // Story: The God of Chaos // by Pen Quill //------------------------------// So it was done. The invitation was sent and preparations for the gala were being made. All over Canterlot, ponies were scrambling to and fro, setting up decorations, planning the meals, and gathering the entertainment. More importantly, Celestia and I were discussing our expected guest Galewind. My sister had a strong belief that he would attend the gala, but I was not so easily convinced. ===================================== Preparations for Chaos “Sister, I still do not believe your special guest will arrive.” Luna said as she and Celestia marched through the halls of the castle, “Even if he does show, he is to not be trusted. Do you not remember the history of his family? They are deceitful, conniving, distasteful ponies.” Celestia kept calm as she admired the decorations being put up throughout the corridors. “Sister? Are you even listening to me?!” Luna barked at her. “Oh, I hear you little sister, but you worry too much. I promise you that this meeting of our two kingdoms will go without a single flaw.” She responded in a cool demeanor. “Tia, I plead you, at least increase security around the castle.” Celestia only smiled as they entered the kitchen where she was presented with a very scrumptious sample of cake, “Oh my, this cake looks divine Chef Gourmet.” “Only the best for your gala my dear princess.” He said, as he gave her a polite bow of his head, “Perhaps you would like to sample the chardonnay? Or perhaps the wine?” Her eyes followed his hooves as he displayed the colorful presentation of fine refreshments, “We cannot Chef Gourmet, I am afraid Celestia and I have too many important matters to attend to.” Luna interjected before Celestia could even give off and answer. “Deeply sorry chef, please remember there will be foals at this gala. So prepare some drinks for them as well.” Celestia called to him as she was rushed out the kitchen by her impatient sister. “Now that was quite rude Luna. I didn’t even get a chance to sample at least one glass.” Celestia made a pouting face towards her sister, who only gave her a weird look of confusion. “Sister, remind me again, how old are you?! It’s as if I am the only mature one around here.” Luna sighed in frustration, unable to get through her sister’s stubborn attitude. “Poor stuffy Luna, always assuming the worst of things.” Celestia said as she shook her head and looked into Luna’s turquoise eyes, “My dear sister, on our mother’s grave, I swear too you. I will not let my guard down, I understand the full risks of this meeting. Have faith in your big sister.” Luna stared back into her sister’s eyes. She was unable to argue back any further as she submitted to her sister’s whim, “Very well sister, I trust you. Just please, promise me that you know what you’re doing.” “Without a shred of doubt my dear Luna, I have absolute control over this.” They stared at each other for a few seconds, as the chaotic atmosphere began to die, Luna nodded once more, “Very well Tia. I trust you, with every ounce of friendship.” “Good, now how about we taste some of that wine Chef Gourmet has acquired for this year’s gala.” She said with a wide grin that only brought laughter to Luna’s heart. Her fears began to subside, but deep in her chest, she still had doubts of her sister’s ability to control such a breed of untamed and untrustworthy beings. ===================================== “How does my lord feel about this scheme?” said a tailor pony as he draped a scarlet cloth around Prince Galewind’s neck. “Yes, I am pleased with this. This would look rather stunning on a dance floor, don’t you agree Schillman?” “Aye my prince. Though you would not need such ravishing clothing to have the eyes of every mare in Canterlot. They but only need to hear the mere mentioning of your name to feel weak in their hooves.” Said Schillman, as he continued to feed his master’s ego. Galewind only mustered a small chuckle as he listened to kind words of his loyal advisor. “Do not suck up to me Schillman, it will not do you any good.” Galewind responded, gazing upon his servant from the corner of his eye. “My apologies your highness, I only aim to please you, understand that. Would you rather me lie and tell you that the color looks gaudy and clashes with your eyes? I think not.” Schillman gave a small huff towards his master and was rewarded with another small laugh which brought a smile to his face. “How you survived my father with that attitude I will never know. You never cease to amuse me old friend.” Galewind held perfectly still as the tailor began taking measurements for his gala outfit. He was growing quite bored as he had been standing there for close to an hour, trying on color after color after color. His picky tailor would not quit till he found the right scheme for each outfit that would complement the scenery he would be in. Luckily for Galewind, his tailor had been a student under the finest clothing designer in all of Equestria while he visited Canterlot. “Just one more…there! I am terribly sorry to have you wait so long my liege, but these outfits must be perfect, only the best for you my lord.” The tailor said has he galloped from the throne room, with his fabrics and measurements ready for sewing. Galewind began cracking his neck, massaging the small knots that had formed from standing still for so long, “It definitely pays to look good, doesn’t it Schillman.” “Unfortunately that is true sire, but it has benefits, don’t you agree?” Galewind began staring out the window in deep thought, as if he was searching for something in the sun’s glow, “Schillman, you spent a few years in Canterlot, did you not?” “Aye my lord, that I did. Before your grandfather recruited me as his royal advisor, I was a scribe in Celestia’s court.” Galewind look towards his advisor, “Tell me about Princess Celestia. How is she?” He gave a broad smile for he knew what his master really wanted to know, “She is fair and kind, a true catch. Any stallion would lucky to have such a prize as her. Many have tried to courtship her, all have failed. No one knows why she stays single. It is a mystery that can never be solved by anyone in all of Equestria.” “I will be that one Schillman, I will make her my queen and rule the kingdom as a true king, like my father had done for Baltimare.” He looked down at the family amulet that he wore, memories of his father surrounded him. Tales of bravery, charisma, and courage. He began remembering growing up as a young colt, his father was hardly ever around. He was always off in battle, protecting his people from invasion. All he had growing up was his mother and the advisor, Schillman, who became almost like a best friend in his life. To Galewind, he was more than a trusted advisor, he accepted Schillman as part of his family. His eyes fixed upon his friend, and without hesitation he had rested a hoof on the shoulders of an aged, old stallion. “My lord? What is it?” Schillman asked, not used to such showmanship. “I wish to thank you on behalf of my family, for your service to us through these long years. You have been a great companion my old friend.” “My liege? What has gotten into you?” Schillman was becoming worried, looking deep into the ruby eyes of his master. “Nothing Schillman, I’m just looking at an old fool that I am proud to call my friend.” Before anything else was said, the doors to the throne room had busted open. Entering the room was the messenger, “What news do you bring to me?” Galewind asked in a firm, commanding tone. “My lord, forgive my intrusion, but I bring you word from the princess. Your chariot has been sent, you will depart towards Canterlot in three days.” Prince Galewind merely turned and trotted towards his throne, sitting himself proudly in the seat as his eyes gazed out the window for a brief moment then fixed themselves upon Schillman, “And so the fun begins, eh my dear companion?” Schillman gave a low bow as a broad smile crept upon his face, “Aye my lord.”