//------------------------------// // Chapter 3 // Story: My Knight, My Bookworm // by silverpelt2 //------------------------------// Chapter 3 Twilight’s home Early morning rode into Ponyville, slowly creeping into the bedroom of Twilight’s home. The sunlight snuck around the curtains, which covered the glass door to the balcony, filling the room with light. The sun moved across Twilight’s face, waking her up; moaning a bit, she began opening her eyes. She was lying on her side, above the blankets of the bed, but still quite warm. Twilight then noticed a strong arm wrapped around her abdomen; she then remembered what had happened last night. I'm so stupid; I let myself fall asleep next to him. She thought, I was just supposed to help him get to sleep, not end up like this! She tried to move, but Gunther’s grip was tight, not letting her get up. She tried to maneuver again out of his hold, but still could not. She relaxed her muscles and laid back into the bed. I guess a few more minutes couldn’t hurt, this is awfully nice. Gunther was still deep in sleep, not even affected by the sunlight; Twilight was surprised he was sleeping so soundly after what he told her last night about his nightmares. A couple minutes later, Twilight opened her eyes to the sound of the front door opening, then hearing it shut. Oh no, it’s probably spike! I can’t let him see us like this! She shifted quicker and harder, trying to get herself out of Gunther’s hold, but each time it only seemed like Gunther held tighter. “Twilight?” called a voice from downstairs. “You’re usually up by now, what’s the deal?” she heard him mumbled downstairs. “Gunther!” she whispered softly, trying to wake the sleeping Knight. He groaned, moving himself into a more comfortable position, but still kept his hold on Twilight. “Come on wake up!” she whispered again, this time nudging him a little in his stomach. He woke up, opening his eyes to the sunlight room, and to a certain purple haired girl that he had his arm wrapped around. “Twi…Twilight?” he asked confused. He lifted himself up with his arm, letting Twilight out of his hold. She quickly turned around to face him. Still very confused, and very embarrassed he tried to say something, but was cut off by Twilight. “Spike’s home, he can’t see us like this!” she said with urgency. Downstairs, Spike heard Twilight’s voice; he then moved his little Dragon body up the stairs. “Who are you talking to Twilight?” asked Spike, as he walked up the steps. “But how…What?” Gunther tried to ask, still waking up from a deep slumber. “Spike?” he asked, questioning who she was talking about. Spike then breached the top of the stairs, looking over to Twilight and Gunther. Gunther then saw Spike; his eyes widened, his body jumped, losing the support of his hand, causing him to fall off the bed head first. “Gunther!” shouted a startled and concerned Twilight; she looked past the bed, seeing Gunther on the ground. He waved his hands as an okay sign. Twilight turned around slowly and awkwardly to see a very confused little dragon. “What on earth is going on Twilight?” Spike finally asked. “First, let me ask you something” she retaliated, getting out of the bed, and then crossing her arms. “Why didn’t you come home last night? You didn’t even tell me where you were!” He put his arms up in defense, “I was helping Pinkie with some baking, some party stuff for today or something.” He responded. “And when we were done, it was pretty late out so she suggested I slept over” “Well alright then, at least you were with Pinkie.” She said, lowering her tone. “But next time at least tell me where you are going.” By now, Gunther got up, rubbing his head from the fall “Alright alright” he said, moving his eyes to face the knight. He was wearing baggy cotton pants and a unbuttoned shirt, exposing his bandaged chest. “Who is this guy?” he asked Twilight. “That ‘guy’ is a knight, and our guest,” she said sternly. “Don’t be so rude.” “Twilight, it’s alright,” Gunther said softly. He then faced the small Dragon, “my name is Gunther; you must be Spike, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” “Yeah…well whatever.” Spike replied shrugging. Gunther seemed a little surprised at his reaction; he didn’t understand why spike didn’t seem to like him. Spike then took out a rolled up scroll, handing it to Twilight. “Pinkie said to give this to you; I didn’t read it, so I don’t know what it’s about.” Spike said. He then turned around and walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Twilight and Gunther exchanged confused glances at each other; Twilight then read the letter that she was just given. Gunther slowly walked around the bed and next to Twilight. She put away the letter and face him. “Umm sorry about earlier,” he said, “I didn’t mean to hold you like that; I think my body just did that on its own.” scratching the back of his head while he spoke. “I'm sorry too,” she confessed, “I didn’t mean to fall asleep next to you like that.” “Oh, it’s fine, really” “Well then, thanks for keeping me warm then.” She said, causing Gunther to blush a little. “But anyway, how did you sleep?” “Oh, umm great actually.” He nodded, “that was actually one of my best nights of sleep in the past months. I guess that’s why I didn’t want to get up” they both laughed softly. “Do you have any plans for today? I mean, I sort of have a weekly Spa day with Rarity and Fluttershy today” Twilight said; Gunther nodding slowly, “It’s sort of a girl thing; I don’t think you would enjoy it very much” “I understand, I did sort of plan on doing a little scouting today, maybe find out more about the darkspawn taking residence in the forest.” Gunther replied. “I can’t believe I almost forgot about them.” said a surprised Twilight. “Ponyville is safe, right?” “Yes I wouldn’t worry.” Replied Gunther, “Right now, their numbers are very few, on a couple dozen. They wouldn’t try anything the way they are now. But I should at least see what they are up to and where they are located when the time comes.” Twilight nodded. “Just be careful okay?” she said, “and be back before dusk please.” Gunther nodded. He walked over to the armor stand, picking up his sword, and nothing else. He put on a new change of clothes (with Twilight out of the room), a pair of leather boots, and his sword strapped across his back, then leaving out the front door, giving Twilight a quick wave goodbye. After the door closed behind Gunther, Twilight read the letter again. I hope he is okay with a party, he is awfully shy… she thought, I’ll talk to Rarity and Fluttershy about it, but I still have a little time before that. I’d better write Princess Celestia a letter too, she should hear about this. Twilight went down into the library’s study, grabbing a quill and ink she began to write. Dear Princess Celestia, This might not be a lesson on friendship, but I do wish to ask you something. I must explain the events that transpired yesterday that led up to this. Yesterday, I went out near the Everfree forest to pick some firestones and deep mushrooms for some chemistry experiments. Out of the forest came these monsters, Darkspawn, and they would have killed me if not for the heroic actions of my new friend, Gunther of Highever. He saved me, defeating most of the darkspawn; although sustaining an almost mortal wound. He is fine now, but these darkspawn I believe might be a great threat. Gunther has informed me that back at his home in Ferelden, there was what he called a Blight, a war with the darkspawn. Gunther said today that Ponyville is safe for now, but I do worry for the safety of everyone here. I was also wondering if you could send me any books regarding the Blight and Ferelden from the Canterlot archives, there is nothing on the subjects here at the library. Thank you for listening. Your ever faithful student Twilight Sparkle. p.s. This is very off topic I know but I must ask you something about friendship. In all my time here in Ponyville I have made many friends, but my friendship with my savoir, Gunther, has been very different compared to my other friendships. I feel differently about him than all my other friends; I feel warm around him, my chest feels tight when I see him smile, my head seems lighter when we touch. I do not know why these feeling are occurring, when I do not feel the same way when one of my other friends acts the same. I know it sounds strange but last night we fell asleep together, and when I woke up, he was holding me tightly against his body. Normally I would feel uncomfortable in this kind of situation, but I didn’t want to move, I just wanted to lie their forever. Please princess, if you know of anything that could help me I would be grateful if you told me. Twilight put the quill away, and then rolled up the letter, sealing it with a ribbon and wax. She walked out of the study and went to the kitchen to find spike. He was doing dishes when she walked in; he turned around to greet her. “Hey Twilight” he said, “Whatcha got there?” “Oh, I was wondering if you could send this to the princess” she said showing him the letter. “I thought I write all your letters,” said Spike, “what’s the deal?” “This one is…personal” she said, becoming a bit flushed remembering the contents inside. “You understand right?” “Alright alright,” he said giving up his questioning. He grabbed the letter and walked over to a nearby window. Opening the window, he blew a green fire at it; it dissolved and blew into the wind leading to Canterlot Castle. “Okay then, I’ll be at the spa with Rarity and Fluttershy,” she said. “Oh, me and Pinkie will start setting up for the party then” Spike said, “it’s one of Pinkies so you know it will be good. Apparently the mayor is also coming, dunno what she’s going to do.” “Well then, I’ll be back in a little.” She said. She then went back upstairs to the bedroom and changed into some loose fitting clothes for the spa. She quickly left the house and headed towards the spa for her weekly get together. Everfree Forest Gunther found himself at the edge of the forest, around the same place the battle was fought. He scanned the area, not sensing any darkspawn nearby, and there was nothing visible. Gunther searched the area a bit more, eventually finding a patch of dead grass; he remembered this was the place where the ogre fell, but there was no body, there weren’t any bodies of the darkspawn. Gunther saw bloodstains still in the earth, which he decided to follow. He followed the bloodstains for about ten minutes, moving deeper and deeper into the forest, hoping to find the darkspawn camp. He was moving rather quick, jumping and dodging trees and branches as he ran through the dark forest. Each step brought him closer to his goal, but deeper into the dark forest, which now covered the sunny sky. Gunther finally lost the trail of blood; he then focused his mind, searching for the taint nearby. He felt something; it grew stronger as he focused. As short as his training was, Gunther did learn to separate normal darkspawn from their leaders. In his mind, he defiantly felt taint nearby, and a lot of it, in fact a huge amount was moving somewhere nearby. Opening his eyes, he ran towards the mass of darkspawn. The closer he moved to the mass of darkspawn, he started hearing voices and sounds of armor. Gunther slowed his pace, attempting to simply sneak up to the darkspawn encampment. A glow caught Gunther’s eye, figuring it to be a campfire. Slowly stepping closer to the camp, placing each foot carefully, he approached the Darkspawn. Gunther found himself at the edge of the camp, at a slightly elevated position; the camp was very large, easily the size of a small village. Darkspawn were everywhere; gunlocks, Hurlocks, emissaries, easily one hundred of them. They were all camped around several campfires, minding their weapons and food, not expecting a Grey Warden to be among them. Gunther saw towards the middle a large tent with many spears and spikes around it, guarded by two giant axe wielding hurlocks. Another Hurlock stepped out of the tent, much larger and stronger than the normal hurlocks Gunther saw; it was wearing a huge spiked helmet, and wielded a sword and shield on its back. A General? I didn’t think any made it out of Denerim… Gunther thought, it was defiantly a General of this army by the taint Gunther felt. It walked towards the edge of the camp, away from Gunther but still in sight. Gunther then saw what he felt earlier: a great horde of Darkspawn arrived at the edge, and was greeted by the General, who pointed them towards their side of the camp. More and more darkspawn marched in into the camp, two ogres marched in as well, probably to replace the one Gunther slew earlier. When they were all in camp, Gunther guessed at least another hundred were added to the horde. This is looking bad; they are waiting for something though… Gunther looked around, searching for the bodies from the battle. He found them in a bloody pile, next to an empty pen build of what looked like bone and flesh. Empty, good, Gunther thought, they haven’t started on a Broodmother yet, although they are preparing for it. This gives me time. Gunther only encountered a Broodmother once, but it was not a pretty sight; the monster spawned hundreds of Darkspawn in a matter of hours, making it harder for him to approach it to end it. If one was here in Equestria, thousands would be spawned. Gunther saw enough, he turned around slowly, sneaking out of the camp, and then making his way out of the forest, with very important news. The Spa Twilight walked through the entrance of the spa, seeing the counter with a receptionist, and a waiting area, along with the door that led to the spa. In the waiting area was a young pink haired woman, and next to her was a curly blue haired woman. They were speaking softly to each other before noticing Twilight entering the spa. They both turned to greet their friend. “Good afternoon Twilight,” said Rarity in her elegant voice, getting up from her seat, “lets waste no time, I’ve had a most stressful week.” She said entering the spa. The other two women smiled at each other in agreement and followed Rarity into the spa. All three of them changed out of their clothes and put on robes, then entered a sauna to begin. They sat down and each breathed in deep to let the steam penetrate their bodies, feeling their muscles begin to loosen up. “Oh Rarity,” said Twilight, “Gunther wants me to thank you for fixing his armor and the new cape, I think he really likes it.” “Oh dear” replied Rarity, finding it humorous, “Gunther would not stop thanking me for it yesterday, even offering to work for it. It was gift I kept on telling him; he is just so courteous and chivalrous, what a gem you found for us Twilight.” “Did he say where he was from Twilight?” asked Fluttershy softly in her gentle voice. “He said he is from a country across the sea known as Ferelden.” Replied Twilight. “Although I have never heard of it; apparently it is known to us as the lost world, at least that’s what our maps call it.” “A country that we have never heard of?” asked Rarity, “sounds a bit strange to me” fluttershy nodded in agreement. “That is strange,” added Fluttershy. “Anyway, did he say why he came here, or anything?” asked Rarity, awfully interested in Gunther and who he might be. She turned her body to face Twilight, showing she was listening more intently. “Well, I think he did want to keep it a secret…”started Twilight, deciding Gunther would be fine with her telling her friends. “But you are my very best friends, but you have to promise not to tell anyone about this, Gunther would be devastated.” The two women nodded. “Gunther had a pretty rough time in Ferelden; there was a war, then a civil war, then his nightmares…” “Slow down dear,” interrupted Rarity. “What is this about a war?” “Well, do you remember those things that attacked me outside the forest?” asked Twilight. The two nodded, still staying focused on Twilight. “There were hordes of them, only trying to destroy the country. He called it a blight, and it was not the first one. I asked princess Celestia about this and hopefully she will answer me soon, because there are no records of such things here in Equestria.” “That sounds awful” said Fluttershy quite horrified by the thought of Darkspawn. “But they won right?” “Yeah, but it still seemed to affect Gunther pretty badly.” Said Twilight, “there is also an order dedicated to fighting Darkspawn which he joined, but he was the only one, so he basically was given the task to end the war himself.” She added. “And on top of that, he really didn’t have anything to go home too. His family was killed because of a jealous man.” “Oh that poor dear,” said a shocked Rarity. “No wonder he is so quiet.” “I feel that’s just who he is,” commented Twilight. “But he has gone through more than anyone should have; he is accepting help which is good.” “Are you helping him Twilight? He is living with you and all.” asked Fluttershy. “Talking is usually the best choice” “Umm sort of…”said laughing awkwardly, also blushing furiously, remembering last night. “Twilight, are you not telling us something?” questioned Rarity seeing how embarrassed Twilight was getting, she decided to explore this. “Did something happen between you and Gunther?” “Please don’t tell the others, or Gunther for that matter.” Twilight said, still flushed and very embarrassed. “He was having nightmares, so I stayed with until he fell asleep…” Rarity started giggling, “then I closed my eyes for a second, and woke up, with Gunther holding me…”she hid her face from her two friends, feeling the bright shade of red it turned to. Fluttershy didn’t join in Rarity’s giggling but smiled at Twilight’s reaction to her night. Fluttershy put her hand over her chest in shock, “Awww, how sweet of him!” she said. “He does seem quite fond of you Twilight.” “He does seem to mention you a lot, always finding a way to bring up how you were the one who saved him.” Rarity added, “but that brings the question: How do you feel about him?” Twilight lifted her head up, “well he is my friend…” she started, then shaking her head. “I just don’t know, just give me a little time, okay?” she said. She really didn’t know what she was feeling, until then she waited on the Princess’s response. “Well alright, but you know you can always talk to us, we’re your friends after all.” Said Rarity, who was disappointed in the end to the gossip. The three continued their day at the Spa, talking about many different things, although always finding a way back to the topic of Gunther. Towards the end of their day, the topic of the party came up. “Are you coming to the party tonight Fluttershy?” asked Rarity, “Pinkie pie is setting it up so you know it’s going to be fun.” “Oh yes” replied an excited Fluttershy, “I think it will be good for Gunther to give him a nice welcome party.” “Oh that’s right, the party…” added Twilight, “I hope Gunther is okay with it, I don’t think he enjoys a lot of attention.” “I’m sure he’ll be fine Twilight,” said Rarity, ignoring Twilight’s concerns. “Everyone will absolutely love him. Not to mention, he is quite the charmer: being so formal with names and titles.” “That’s what I'm afraid of…” Twilight mumbled. She wanted Gunther all to herself she told herself, but cursed at the thought of such a selfish thing. They three continued their day, finishing up with a relaxing moment in a hot bath; Rarity went on about how she would love to see Gunther in action, fighting Darkspawn with a righteous sword, then later healing his wounds with her delicate hands; it sounded an awful lot like Twilights experience, but Twilight was too distracted to notice. Twilight ran through every moment with Gunther in her mind again and again, trying to figure out what she could be feeling for him, and also how he felt about her. Evening was arriving in Ponyville when the three finished up their long day of relaxation; they all changed into their party clothes and left the spa together back to Twilight’s home to get ready for the party. Walking into Twilights home was like walking into a completely different place; decorations littered the walls and the ceiling, tables were set up holding different foods and drinks. The house was lit up with different colored candles and lanterns, illuminating the room very brightly. The entrance also had a large sign that read Welcome to Ponyville Gunther! The house already had some guests, chatting idly with each other, and more guests came in every so often and before long the library was packed with Ponyville residents. The mayor was also at the party, preparing her welcome speech in the corner of the room. From across the room, a small dragon saw Twilight enter, remembering he received a letter from the princess earlier. “Twilight!” he shouted while running to her position. “The princess sent you a letter, and some books but they can wait till later, someone said they saw Gunther on his way here!” he said motioning her to hide. She did so without question, along with the rest of the guests; they all turned off the lights and left the room as dark as midnight. Twilight was hiding next to all her friends below the banner, all remaining quiet waiting for their honored guest to come through the door. Outside, Gunther walked slowly towards the library where he was currently staying at, admiring the beauty of the home inside of the large tree. The sun was setting in the distance and it was getting dark very quickly, although the library was pitch black, not a single light came through the windows. Hmmm, I thought she would be home by now, Gunther thought as he approached the home. Gunther was still dressed in his brown pants, boots and his cream colored long sleeve shirt that was laced at the top with leather string. On his back, his family sword was alone with no shield to accompany it; the straps to the sheath running across his chest and on his side. Gunther put one hand on the door handle; opening it to reveal nothing but a dark library. Gunther couldn’t see a single thing, it was pitch black; but before he could do anything about the darkness, the room lit up brightly revealing a crowd of people all facing him. “Surprise!” shouted the crowd loudly. Gunther jumped, but easing his body after a moment. Gunther let his mouth hang in awe by the sight he was seeing: dozens of people all with welcoming faces greeted him, a large banner draped near the entrance that said welcome Gunther. Familiar faces were standing in the middle of the group of people: applejack, Rainbowdash, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity, and Twilight. Twilight stepped forward to meet Gunther. She had a large innocent smile on her face, one that Gunther could not help but smile back at. “Before you ask, this wasn’t my idea” she said humorously, “it was more the whole town’s; they heard about what you did for me, and how you need a new home so they put this together. I know you aren’t great with crowds so have a drink, have a little fun.” “Does word spread that quickly?” Gunther asked. “Well, one person tells another and you know the rest… but don’t worry, I didn’t say anything about who you are, I know you would like to keep that a secret.” answered Twilight. Behind the crowd of people, the mayor got behind a podium preparing to speak. “Ladies and gentlemen can I have your attention please!” said the mayor loudly; the speaking dyed down quickly as all eyes were turned onto her. Seeing as she had the attention of the party, she continued. “Today we welcome a new member to our community,” then interrupted by a quick applause, “for his acts of bravery and protecting Ponyville from evil, I herby proclaim Gunther to be a full citizen of Ponyville!” Cheering erupted through the crowd, who all turned to face the somewhat embarrassed Gunther. Twilight, who was standing next to Gunther, gently pushed him in the direction of the stage; Gunther took the hint and walked up to the stage, passing through the crowd of applauding villagers. The Mayor put out her hand for Gunther to shake, which Gunther accepted gladly. After releasing, the Mayor faced the crowd to address them once again. “Now, let’s give Gunther one great welcome party!” the crowd then erupted in cheering as the party began. Music started playing in the room; a kind that Gunther had never heard before, but everyone was dancing happily to the beat, it even seemed a little catchy to him. Gunther met up with Twilight again, who was surrounded by her best friends, although Pinkie Pie wasn’t with them, probably lost somewhere in the party Gunther thought. “So it’s official, welcome to Ponyville!” said Applejack with a broad smile on her freckled face. Rarity then noticed Gunther’s distracted look on his face. “Gunther dear, aren’t you happy about this?” she asked kindly, “what is the matter?” Gunther refocused on the group of women in front of him, seeing them all so concerned about his well being. “Oh I'm fine really” he lied; he looked around the party scene for a moment, then back at the group. “I'm just not good at parties”. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of dear” said Rarity, putting her hand on Gunther’s arm. “Why don’t you and I go outside, just the two of us. We could get away from this ruckus.” “Well, I guess, if you want.” Replied Gunther nervously. “Well then, why don’t you head on outside, and I’ll get us some drinks?” suggested Rarity. Gunther nodded and headed outside. Rarity waited until after Gunther was outside until turning to address Twilight. “I know how you feel dear, but don’t worry I'm not going to try anything. I think I’ll try to get some answers out of him.” Twilight looked at her quizzically, not understanding what she meant. “You know, like how he feels about you? Those sorts of answers” Rarity walked to a nearby table and grabbed a bottle of red wine, and two glasses. “Thank you Rarity, but try not to sound too obvious that I like him okay?” she said quietly, hoping no one else heard her. Rarity nodded and smiled at Twilight before heading outside. Outside, Gunther waited near the door for Rarity, noticing the dark sky, and how the stars seemed to paint a picture in the vastness of space. Ponyville was either asleep, or everyone was at the party because all the home’s were dark. It would have been a peaceful scene, if not for the loud music that played from inside the library. I thought library’s where supposed to be quiet thought Gunther. He then heard the door open behind him; he turned around to see a beautiful young woman with curly blue hair holding two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine. “Shall we find a place to sit down?” Rarity suggested, they saw an empty bench nearby which they both walked to. They sat down simultaneously, then Rarity poured the wine, handing Gunther a glass. Rarity was sitting quite close to Gunther, which he didn’t seem to notice. Taking a sip from his glass, Gunther noticed how good the wine tasted; he then remembered a memory, causing him to smile and let out a soft laugh. Rarity looked over to see Gunther smiling, she smiled seeing he was actually enjoying himself. “What’s so funny?” Rarity asked. Gunther looked over at Rarity, then back down at his wine. “Just a memory…” Gunther answered. “Tell me.” Gunther seemed surprised that someone else had interest in him, so he decided to humor her and tell his story, finding no problem in telling Rarity about his time in Ferelden, she seemed to be listening intently after all. “It was the night before a great battle; we didn’t have much time to rest because we were pressed for time. I wasn’t asleep and apparently my friend Alistair wasn’t either; he approached me with a bottle of cheap cooking wine, saying he stole it from the cook.” Gunther paused, looking back up at Rarity who was still listening, enjoying his story. “This wine I'm drinking now is delicious, but the wine I drank that night was probably the best I’ve ever had.” “The war, it was hard on you, wasn’t it?” asked Rarity, she had compassion in her eyes, but Gunther became distracted by her question, forcing him to look back down at his wine. She knew the meaning of the story, and felt terribly for Gunther; she could only imagine how war could affect a seventeen year old boy. Rarity studied Gunther, seeing his face turn emotionless as he sipped his wine. “Yeah” Gunther replied coldly. “You are so young though,” Rarity said, “Why did you have to fight?” Gunther looked at Rarity quizzically, “because it was my duty?” Rarity didn’t seem content with his answer, “I was something called a Grey Warden; we fight the darkspawn everyone else doesn’t.” “But you couldn’t have been a grey warden all your life,” “It was sort of forced upon me; but I accepted it none the less.” Gunther replied, he decided it was better for him to tell her about himself more, she would understand. “Twilight told you about the Blight, yes?” “Well, only a little” she replied, “she sounded like she didn’t know that much about it though.” “I'm afraid I don’t know that much either.” Gunther said. “A Grey Warden’s duty is to protect the people against the darkspawn, it may sound simple but it became more complicated when the Archdemon was added to the Blight.” “Archdemon? Sound awful” commented Rarity. “Yeah, it wasn’t pretty.” Gunther agreed before continuing. “Once the Archdemon is slain, the blight ends, and the darkspawn leave, but destroying it was the hard part. If anyone but a Grey Warden slay it, the Archdemon lives on through its soul; but if a Grey Warden slays it, its soul is destroyed…along with the grey warden. And as one of the last remaining Grey Wardens in Ferelden, the burden was on me to slay it.” “Hold on darling, are you saying you ended the blight?” she asked, trying to understand who he was in fact, “so you are a hero? Not just some wandering knight?” “Well, yes…” he said embarrassed, “I hope this doesn’t change anything between us. You are a good friend Rarity; I don’t want to change that.” “Dear, you where a hero when I first met you, hearing how you saved Twilight.” She said kindly, Gunther smiled, relived to hear she wouldn’t see him differently. “One more question; don’t take this the wrong way, but how are you still alive? You said slaying an Archdemon kills the Grey Warden” “I’ll tell you, but please don’t tell Twilight,” Gunther said concerned. He took a deep breath, and exhaled. “During the war, I met a woman named Morrigan. She was a mage of great power, which was a great help to fight the darkspawn. She was not a friendly person by any means, but I managed to become friends with her and as a consequence I fell in love with her, although the feeling was not mutual. She always said love was a weakness of humans, but I still tried to persuade her. On the eve of the final battle, I was prepared for my death, but Morrigan offered me a way out. If she was to conceive a child with my blood, instead of destroying my soul, the soul would drift into the unborn child’s, and occupy it. So I took her up on the offer, mostly because I still loved her. But after the battle, she just left, along with part of my heart. She left no trace of her except this ring.” He held up his hand, showing a plain, yet beautiful silver ring on his finger. Rarity was in awe at this depressing story of heartbreak. “Gunther, why did you not tell Twilight of this?” she asked, hoping to provoke some answers about his feelings. “I…because…” he studdered, embarrassed at admitting himself so openly. “Because I like Twilight, perhaps too much.i know its only been three days, but I find myself falling for her. I find myself dreaming of her, when I normally have nightmares about Darkspawn. She was the first one to listen to me, the first to understand why I left Ferelden.” He gripped his head in frustration, trying to calm down. “I will tell her about Morrigan, but just not right now.” “I will keep this secret, do not worry.” She said kindly, understanding Gunther’s dilemma, “but when will you tell her?” “If I just had some closure from Morrigan.” he stated. “Then I would be able to understand, and tell Twilight” “But you said she left,” Rarity added, “and she is nowhere to be found, how will you achieve this?” Gunther looked down onto his finger which the silver ring wrapped itself around. He touched it gently with his other hand, as if he was touching another person. “This ring, it isn’t a normal ring.” Gunther stated, still touching the ring. “It may sound crazy but sometimes I can almost feel her presence when I wear it. I know it might be a vain attempt but I’ve been trying to contact her through the ring, and I know it in my heart that she hears it.” “But you still love Twilight” Rarity asked, causing Gunther to look at her shocked, “right?” Gunther eased from his initial shock, but looked at her in a confused way. He was unsure about his feelings; Rarity could see that clearly; he probably never felt a bond so strong like this in all his life. “I’ve known her for three days,” Started Gunther sighing, “would it be strange if I did in fact love her?” Rarity put her hand over his arm, and then looked him straight in the eyes with a stern gaze. “If you feel you are meant to be with her, “she said strongly, “then it would be strange if you didn’t love her” Gunther took a moment to compose himself; he then tried to speak, but a soft finger was laid on his month silencing him. “You do not need to thank me; all I ask is for you to tell her soon, she will not wait forever” Rarity got up from her seat, grabbing the wine bottle with her, then left for the party but not before giving Gunther a wink and a light smile. Not wait forever? What does she mean? Gunther asked himself. He sighed, raising himself up from his seat. He felt the effects of the wine as he slowly walked over the party, continuing to think about what Rarity said. He opened the door back to the party, entering the loud mass of people talking and having fun. He looked around, hoping to see a familiar face. Upstairs, in Twilight’s study, Twilight sparkle was sitting alone and reading a letter, one of many from the Princess that she received earlier regarding the darkspawn, and her new feelings. The room was very dim compared to the room next to her filled with the sounds of the party. Twilight was deeply focused on the Princess’s personal letter to her, as it had much explanation to Twilight’s clouded knowledge. Dear Twilight Sparkle, I am well aware of the events that have transpired in the lost world, I have many contacts in Ferelden that update me on such situations. I am also very knowledgeable on your new friend, Sir Gunther; I know who he is and what he did to save his country. In the books I’ve sent it gives details on Equestria’s and Ferelden’s short history with each other, but perhaps I should explain here. Before the first blight in Ferelden, our two lands were friends as much as allies. That all changed when the magisters of the Tevinter Imperium entered the Golden city of the maker, Tainting it with corruption and leaving the city as darkspawn. I could not risk the safety of my people, so I broke off all connections with Ferelden. The people of Ferelden were strong enough to enter a forbidden city, so they were strong enough to fight the war without our help. My sister and I created magical barriers to protect our country from any outside visitors, which brings me to my next point. I have watched Gunther through the blight; I know what he experienced, and I knew he was looking for asylum away from his sorrow. I let Gunther find his way here, although in the process of leaving the barrier open, I did not expect the darkspawn to follow him. These changes in events have led me to believe that it was not I who led Gunther here to Equestria; it was fate which brought the conqueror of the Blight here. Equestria has not marched to war in hundreds of years, so it might take time to mobilize an army, but do not worry my student, Ponyville, along with your friends will be safe. For your other question, I first must say how proud I am as a teacher to see my favorite student grow up into a beautiful, intelligent, and strong woman. These feelings you have are that of love. You should already have experienced love; like that of your parents, your brother, or your friends, but this form of love is different in many ways. This form of love is really one that you should discover on your own, which you have, except you do not know what to call your feelings. I have sent you a book detailing the different forms of love, I recommend reading it. Ask your friends about their knowledge of the subject; they are always good sources for such personal things. Gunther is a fine young man; do not be ashamed of your feelings towards him it, they are completely natural. Keep in mind Gunther’s current state of mind and how weak it is; his heart may be large, but it is weak from the war, and other things. And keep in mind your own heart as well, I would not wish to see my beloved student heartbroken. Do not be ashamed of your feelings, I only wish for your happiness. Princess Celestia Twilight looked up from the letter and began thinking; Love? We have become awfully close in the few days we’ve known each other... she rolled up the letter, banishing further thoughts on the subject; she put the letter next to the stack of new books on her desk, then picking up the book on top of the stack. It read History of the Blight in Ferelden; Twilight opened it and began reading. Shortly after a few pages in, Twilight heard the door to the study creak open, flooding the room with music and light. Gunther stood in the doorway, closing it behind him. Twilight immediately blushed at the sight of Gunther, remembering Celestia’s words about her feelings. “hey, what are you doing in here?” asked Gunther,”don’t you want to have fun with your friends?” “I wanted to do some reading,” she replied calmly, avoiding stuttering like a nervous child. “And besides, sometimes Rainbowdash and Pinkie can get a little carried away with partying.” “I see, it’s understandable,” he said, walked over to a nearby couch and fell face first onto it. Twilight looked over to see Gunther in his odd state. “Are you okay?” she joked. Gunther twisted his body so he was lying on his back. “I don’t know” he answered. “Rainbowdash made me do a few shots before I came in here, on top of Rarity and I finishing a bottle of wine.” Twilight got up from her seat, bringing the book with her and walked over to Gunther. “Do you not like drinking?” she asked, taking a seat at the end of the couch, near Gunther’s head. “Well, not like that” Gunther replied, “I tend to forget what happens when I drink this much, and I might run my mouth a bit.” “That’s alright Gunther, it’s not like you had much of a choice.” She replied, telling herself she would have a word with Rainbowdash later. She opened her book and began reading were she left off. She skipped ahead to records about the first blights, finding the matter most interesting. “Is it safe to assume that you’re a heavy reader? You live in a library and all…” Gunther said, trailing off. Twilight giggled,” yes, I do enjoy reading very much. It was my love of reading that allowed me to become so strong with magic, which also led to me becoming Princess Celestia’s student.” “Oh really?” Gunther asked. “When I was growing up, I always read stories about great heroes and great wars.” Twilight looked down from her reading. “But my father always pushed me to study politics so I could rule one day. Saying I would learn to fight when I was of age.” “What happened then?” asked Twilight. Gunther looked up to meet her eyes, although upside down, he did recognize the smile she had on her face from listening to his story. “Well, I would sometimes skip my lessons about politics and ruling; I would run off into the forest and train myself to wield a sword, with really only books to guide me.” He laughed a bit to himself, remembering how foolish a child he was. “When I practiced, I always imagined I was fighting some great beast, or something else that would earn my knighthood. Every day I would wander off into a fantasy world I created, living it the way I wanted.” “Sounds like you had quite the imagination.” She said, remembering she was very much the same when she was young. “yeah.” He replied softly. “But my real adventure was very different.” He said, trailing off, trying to forget the war again. Twilight scooted closer to Gunther’s head, lifting his head and letting it rest on her lap; she softly ran her fingers through his hair. “You are still a hero Gunther,” Twilight said softly, trying to get back Gunther’s smile. “If you don’t think you’re a hero in Ferelden, you are definitely one here, to me. You will always be my knight.” She said, seeing Gunther look up to meet Twilights gentle eyes, then he took Twilight’s hand in his own, holding it softly. She squeezed his hand, watching him rest his head back down on her lap. “As always, you are right Twilight.” Gunther said. “Can I rest my eyes for a moment? I feel awfully dizzy.” “Of course,” she said happily. Gunther closed his eyes, breathing softly as he fell into a slumber; although not letting go of Twilights hand. As much as she found it harder to read with one hand, she didn’t mind it one bit.