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// She returns (Edited) 
// Story: A Decade lost Founded Again 
// by Dextroscity 
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	“Thank Luna the day court is almost over, these nobles seem to get dumber every generation. Honesty! Banning carrots because you don't like the?” Celestia though weary just ready to drop down on her bed with a nice bag of ice for her headache from dealing with the nobles. She asked to a nearby secretary “How many ponies left?”
“Just one but they’re requesting for a private audience with you.” the secretary responded.
“Are they a noble?” she inquired. The nobles were usually the only ones to ask for a private audience to petition what usually were either the most insufficient or outright selfish wants of all things in all of Equestria. 
“Please don’t let them be a noble.”
“Surprising the paper says they aren't, in fact it doesn’t even have their name or intention listed, you could always deny the request. In my opinion you should, it seems a bit suspicious don’t you think Princess?
While ponies weren’t required to put their names they almost certainly always put their intentions down, no she was too curious about this pony who wanted to speak to her. If anything went wrong she could always defend herself better than any guard ever could.
“Let the pony in and leave the room, I am certain if anything goes wrong I can handle it.” Celestia insisted “Oh and have a good evening.”
“Same to you Princess.” With that the Secretary left the room telling the guards on the other side of the doors the situation and to call in the pony.
What was easily at least several minutes later the pony walked into the room obviously taking their time. 
“Well this pony must be full of themselves” she thought as she observed the equine’s walk. The figure that walked into the room was easily as tall as her sister although all their features were hidden by an old brown, dusty cloak, looking raggedy around the edges that seemed to maintain an eerie, ominous effect that would have disturbed anypony other that herself. After many moments of silence Celestia found herself starting to become infuriated by this pony not speaking it was clear she wanted the Princess to start the conversion.
“Well are you going to state what you want or not?” Celestia barked although she didn’t mean to. “Sorry about that I have quite a frustrating day you know with the nobles.” attempting to lighten the atmosphere up a bit and get the pony speaking but still to her disappointment it would still not speak and just continued to stare in her general direction. It was difficult to tell since the cloak seemed to cast shadows upon the pony’s face only allowing its eyes to be visible. Though those orbs didn’t seem right, at least not on a pony, they appeared to be draconic in appearance and a luminescent purple in color.  
Giving up Celestia just sat down and closed her eyes. This pony wasn't going to talk anytime soon, while she wasn’t allowed to leave the court during a session there wasn’t anything against sleeping during one, so she might as well catch up on some much needed (and well deserved) sleep. Soon many moments of silence passed by and just as Celestia was about slip into sleep the pony spoke while everything else was blurry and muffled its words were as clear and crisp as her sister’s moon. 
“Your student has returned.” then Celestia fell into a deep, nightmare racked sleep, those eyes being burned into her dreams.