//------------------------------// // Chapter Nine: A realization and the talk // Story: Solar Child: Burden of the Crown // by Bakmah Genesis //------------------------------// Trixie found herself smiling dumbly as she woke up that morning, Twilight just finishing up putting away her stars. For some reason she found herself excited to spend the day with her reforming captive. It was just something about the changeling that aroused her excitement, as well as a few odd dreams that brought a blush to her cheeks. She just wished her mother didn't decide to take a peek. She placed on her hoof wear, her regila, and her recently designed crown. The crown and regila was identical in her mothers in some sense. It held the crescent moon but in addition, it was a sparkling blue. Part of the reason was the fact it was amplifying her Lunamancy connection to the moon itself. It helped serve her during the day when her connection would be less powerful. Her mothers was the same. Celestia was the same, except her amplifier came in the form of earrings. She was currently working on a pair for her daughter so she could release her grip of the stars and take her stance as ruler of magic and weilder of solarmancy. Both Solarmancy and it's lunar counterpart used the raw magical powers of the sun and moon to amplify their magic as well as manipulate their magic certain ways, Celestia's power to stare literal holes in the wall being on. While Trixie and Luna couldn't cook a pony alive, it had its more freezing purpose. It also allowed them to use the beams of light from the moon and shape it into a solid object of choice. This could be used for artistic, defensive, and offensive uses or just something to help out with daily life. It was something twice as difficult during the day since one had to almost create the light before crafting anything, even then it was limited. Trixie at one point made this useful, keeping her most prized possetions locked away in a cabinet with a lock that can only be opened by a Lunamancy crafted key, even then it must be created by Trixie herself or by someone she trusts enough. This has been proven to be a very useful method, it's only weakness is chaos weilding entities. Trixie stretched before moving the magical tether from Chrysalis' room wall to herself. She strode out of the room and out towards her captives, or rather associate's, room. Trixie hated to refer to her as a prisoner or captive. It enraged her for some reason. She never liked the transition from the bubbly feeling inside she felt around the mare to rage. It was never pleasant especially when it was alicorns. "Good morning, Chry-" she stopped mid greeting in the doorway, watching as a recently wet Chrysalis stood in the bathroom doorway. Chrysalis was not wearing a towel and seemed to realize this as a white towel slowly can out from behind her and wrapped around her waist. "Well, um sorry about that." said Trixie, trying to suppress the massive blush on her face. Chrysalis was similarly blushing. The sight made Trixie's heart beat faster and the bubbling feeling in her stomach come back with a vengeance. Chrysalis tasted the love on the tip of her tongue and licked her lips slightly, tasting it. Well, it's quiet obvious now. The only question is what to do about it. It's not exactly WRONG for me to love her and vis versa, it's just difficult due to my rather active past. thought Chrysalis as she used a quick spell to dry herself. Dropping the towel, she walked over to the mirror and brushed out her mane before trotting over to Trixie. The best thing I can do right now is just think on it. She is a beautiful mare and a wonderful kisser at that. Her heart is as pure as gold and more caring than any pony I've ever met. She might even pass Celestia in that respect. It's just her family I'm worried about. Once she figures out he loves me, she will be equally worried. The best place to start is with her mother, though I could end up dead before even trying this out. Chrysalis was broken out of her thought process when Trixie opened a door leading into a ball room. "Mother, Rarity, I sure you remember Chrysalis." said Trixie as they entered. It was them that Chrysalis noticed the alabaster unicorn and indigo alicorn in the center of the room. Luna showed no emotion as she saw Chrysalis while Rarity was visibly uncomfortable. "Well, Miss Rarity, the decorating is going wonderfully. I can say it is looking to be a beautiful wedding. I will leave you to my daughter." said Luna, smiling at the unicorn. "Oh well of course, Princess. I can't imagine anything less for the wedding for the princesses much less my friends. I'm sure it will be beyond your imagination." said Rarity with a confident smile. Luna nodded and looked over to Trixie. She nodded, lighting her horn for a quick second. Chrysalis felt her tether shift in space as it was transferred over to Luna. She rose an eyebrow. "Trixie thought it would be uncomfortable for you to be here during the planning. While you will make an appearance at the wedding itself for public approval, you will spend your time with me." said Luna, her smile staying in place. Chrysalis shifted uncomfortably. She knew she had to bring up Trixie to her but it was still difficult to tell the mover of the moon that you knew her daughter loved you and was interested in trying this relationship. It was suicidal and insane. Thankfully she wasn't very sane nor had a family to really mourn her. She followed the indigo mare out of the room and into the halls, leaving Trixie to fuss over the preperations. For awhile it was quiet, only the two of them walking. Luna then stopped as they reached the gardens. She turned to her, her gaze going from the kindness in the ball room to a cold glare. "What are your intentions with my daughter?" Oh fuck me. Chrysalis gulped and looked down at the ground. "This is awkward." she mumbled. She bit her lip and walked over to one of the benches. She sat down and took interest in her hooves for a few moments. "I'm sure you are aware that Trixie's method of feeding me in my true form is via kiss. Maybe not one you would prefer but it does more than enough to feed me. Anyways, after awhile, I began to pick some...feelings from her. Joy, lust, and, surprisingly, love." Luna stared at her. Trying to deem her information worth trusting. "It was enough that it's there but she is not fully aware of it. It's only a matter of time until she figures it out. Wether it's constant exposure to me, not enough exposure, natural finding, or a nice, long, talk with Rarity, since I remember talking about romance the entire time I was trying on dresses." "So, you are saying that my daughter is in love with you?" asked Luna, sitting down and raising her eyebrow. "More than likely." said Chrysalis with a nod. Luna hummed to herself for a moment. "And what is your thoughts on her? Do YOU love her?" she asked. Chrysalis froze for a brief moment. She looked away and found the grass very interesting. Luna tapped her hoof in impatience. "I don't know." said Chrysalis softly. Luna cocked her head at her. "I mean, she is beautiful, kind, and her heart is made out of pure gold. She didn't care that I tried to take over. She saw me as a pony who was blind and needed help and didn't hesitate to. "I would love for this to work but." She bit her lip. "I'm afraid of the outlook. You were a worry, of course. Parents usually are, especially when one moves the moon and controls dreams. But it's the public. Yes, they are accepting of filly foolers in the throne, but I'm a changeling for fucks sake! I'm hated!" Chrysalis placed her head in her hooves, holding back tears. "I'm afraid they will tear her apart just because of me. I couldn't put that on her." "But wouldn't it hurt her to never tell her? To never try?" asked Luna, placing a hoof on her shoulder. Her look went from anger to sympathy. Chrysalis looked up to her, tears blurring her vision. "What do I do?" she asked pleadingly. Luna gave her a small smile. "Tell the truth. Take her off her hooves and plunge her into the most passionate kiss you can give, just let her know. Just remember." Luna moved closer until her mouth was next to Chrysalis' ear. "If you hurt my daughter I will feed your soul to a black hole and send you into a eternal dreams where I will haunt you with horrors that will make you most horrifying moment seem like a wet dream while you are bound to a dying star." She sat back and smiled at the horrified Chrysalis. "Either than that, you should be fine, my dear." ________________________________________________________________________________________ "I just don't know what the feeling is, Rarity." said Trixie as she walked around room with Rarity. Trixie thought if anyone could identify the feeling she had around Chrysalis, it was Rarity. The mare was almost an expert on this type of thing. The white mare was beaming by the end of her explanation. "Oh, it's just simply obvious my dear!" cheered Rarity, nearly hopping around in the manner Pinkie Pie was as she decorated the ball room. "You're in love!" A ballon was soon hailed as the first ever to succeed in taking down a princess. Stories of its feat were soon to be told in songs and bed time stories. "What?!" squeaked Trixie from her spot on the floor. She got up on her hooves and stared at her, slack jawed. "What do you mean 'In love'?" "Exactly that, Darling! You have gained feelings for our changeling friend, and that turned into love! Oh how it is such a beautiful and sneaky thing." said Rarity in a sing-song voice. Trixie stuttered, but couldn't deny it. She tried to think of a million other things it could be, but love fit perfectly and made her heart beat to the point of exploding. She sighed and gave in. "What do I do?" she asked, looking up at Rarity. The mare stopped and put a hoof to her chin. "Well, she more than likely knows. It seems that she is okay with the idea since she doesn't seemed bothered. From what I saw when she came in, she was perfectly fine." said the mare. She pointed a hoof at Trixie. "You need to tell her what you feel and give it a shot." "You know it's not that easy!" shouted Trixie. "I'm a princess and she is the same changeling who invaded Canterlot. While the elements and princesses know what she did was out of pure desperation and hunger, the public sees it differently. She will not be taken kindly and neither will I of they find out I'm dating a changeling." "You can't possibly let that stop you." said Rarity with a wave of a hoof. "As filly foolers, colt cuddlers, and bisexuals have proven, love has no boundaries. Are you going to let your love for Chrysalis slip by just because she is a changeling?" asked the fashionista. "So you really think I should do it?" "Of course, my dear." Trixie sighed and sat down for a bit. "Fine. I'll give it a try when I feed her tonight." said Trixie, giving in. Rarity squealed in delight. "Oh this is simply wonderful!" _______________________________________________________________________________________ Trixie and Chrysalis sat in her chambers later that day. Chrysalis was starting to get worried at the fact her crush barely seemed to talk. She sat there for a moment, her talk with Luna fresh in her mind. She soon deemed it time to take action. "Hey Trixie?" said Chrysalis, pausing as she got the mares attention. "Have you ever thought about loving somepony?" Trixie was taken aback by the sudden question. It was something she never expected, let alone from her. "Yes, a few times. Why do you ask?" asked Trixie, trying to hide her anxiety. Chrysalis bit her lip. "Well, I've been thinking about it recently. I would love to settle down, wake up in the morning with somepony nuzzled up to me, the real me. Have them love me for me and not some other pony." She looked up at Trixie. "And...a-and I think I found a pony I would love nothing more to love and be loved by." Trixie's eyes widened as Chrysalis got closer to her, the gap between theIr muzzles vanishing fast. The world fell apart as their lips connected. This time it wasn't just for the sake of food. This time it was passion, love. Trixie rolled her eyes back into her head and leaned into it, taking in the taste of the changeling mare. She whined as she pulled back. "I-I'm sorry." said Chrysalis, refusing to meet her eyes. Trixie took her chin in her hoof and guided the changelings face back to hers, connecting them again for a quick kiss. "And I would love nothing more than to love you, Chrysalis." said Trixie, staring into her jade eyes. They connected a third time, tackling Trixie to the ground. "I love you." whispered Chrysalis as she broke off. "And I you."