Poor Shining Armor.

What a sad fate to fall upon you. The Elements of Harmony were stolen, your beloved wife was killed, and your daughter was hidden somewhere in the city. And if that was not enough suffering, the people believe that you were responsible for her death, though she was the same alicorn you swore to protect. But we know what really happened don't we? Yet here you are, rotting in a cell, waiting for a crowd’s cheer as your head hits the block, while the city is slowly being conquered by rats. Let’s see if we can't do something about that, and to make things interesting, I'll give you a gift.

Use it well, Shining Armor.