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Rainbow Dash and the Noble Jury continue to fly east.

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The Council of Sehlp Part One

Duchess Arcanista gazed calmly at the Jurists who were gathered in the parlor. With all eyes on her, she took a breath and said, "You've probably been wondering all this time just what kind of a situation has been unfolding within Val Roa. Well, let me tell you plainly. There is a new monarch being crowned soon."

The Jurists broke into curious murmurs. Ebon and Eagle exchanged glances. Josho scratched his chin while Booster Spice blinked.

"A new monarch?" Bellesmith pursed her lips. "Was... was there some sort of coup?"

"Hardly," Arcanista said. "At least, not from what I've been able to observe. But... with the sort of things that the inner workings of Val Roa have proven to be capable of, I wouldn't be surprised." Her nostrils flared, and she continued. "The current ruling house of Val Roa is the Evo family. Within a week, Prince Eine of the House of Evo shall be crowned king. He's reaching the traditional 'Age of Discerning,' you see."

"Which is...?" Pilate asked.

"Twelve winters."

"Whoah!" Kera blinked. "You mean in this part of the world, a twelve year old can run a kingdom?!" She turned and grinned at Bellesmith. "Let's plant a flag somewhere! I want a palace! Plus servants with bowls full of grasshoppers!"

Belle steadied the filly's shoulder and looked across the way at Arcanista. "That is... drastically young to be running a monarchy, wouldn't you think?"

"It's not as though Eine of Evo has a choice," the Duchess said. "His... parents—the King and Queen of Val Roa—died tragically from a fire in the Palace's West Wing."

Eagle gasped, holding a hoof over his muzzle. "By the Sp-Spark! That's horrible!"

"That poor kid," Ebon Mane murmured. "How recently did this happen?"

"About a year ago," Arcanista said. "During which, Val Roa has closed its borders to outsiders."

"Any particular reason why?" Josho asked.

"Naturally, the kingdom is in a state of flux," Arcanista explained. "The Monarchy is stretched to its thinnest, and there's fear that the child prince isn't ready to carry the weight of his duties, even once he reaches the Age of Discerning." She glanced across the crowd. "For the past year, he has been under strict watch of Grand Secretary Sharp Quill."

"Who?"

"The Royal Advisor to the Monarchy," Arcanista said. "When the King and Queen were alive, Sharp Quill was their most trusted ally and servant. Since the tragic deaths, he's acted as a surrogate father to Prince Eine, fostering him into his future role as King."

"Who has held prime executive power, then?" Pilate asked. "This... 'Sharp Quill?'"

Arcanista nodded. "Indeed. With the power invested in him, he has acted as Steward of Val Roa. It's an office that he will inevitably give up when Prince Eine becomes crowned."

"You think he'll be willing to do that?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I mean, sounds like this guy's been close to the throne for a long... long time," Rainbow said. "And—from what I hear—he's had monarchal power for over a year now. Will he give it up so easily to the Prince in about a week from now?"

"He has to," Duchess Arcanista said. "The sovereignty of our nation depends on it."

"Yeah, but will he anyways?" Rainbow asked. Silence. She blinked at the group. "Forgive me for being super pessimistic, it's just that I've seen enough bullcrap in my travels to know that the big guys up on high don't like rolling downhill."

"Sharp Quill doesn't quite have absolute power," Arcanista said. "Not like you think. His strength is held in check by the Military Defense, led by General Saikano, and the High Council, managed by Chancellor Fishberry."

"Yeesh..." Josho muttered, kneading his hooves against the plush carpet. "This kingdom's like a potluck buffet, I swear to Ledo..."

"General Saikano is constantly looking over Sharp Quill's shoulder," Arcanista said. "He's a very powerful figure. Even back when the King and Queen were alive, he controlled every inch of the Val Roan defense forces. Saikano has always been trusted with the army under his command, for the House of Evo has exercised better proficiency in diplomacy and finances than with the finely woven strategies of dealing with the Cartel to the South."

"Sounds like you really dig this Saikano guy!" Props said.

"I have a personal bias, yes." Arcanista nodded. "You see, his daughter was..." She hesitated, glancing over at Floydien. "...was v-very close to the House of Sehlp."

Floydien clenched his jaw and hung his head.

"Who is the other guy you mentioned?" Zaid asked. "Sharkdingle or something..."

"Who? Fishberry?" Arcanista frowned. "A veritable snake in the grass."

"Wuh oh." Props clung to Zaid. "Angry elk time!"

"Forgive me," Arcanista said with a sigh. "But my history with Fishberry runs deep. I refer, of course, to the situation that split myself from my brother in the first place."

"What has he done?" Rainbow asked.

"She has been manipulating the legislature for years and years," Arcanista spat. "Since the King and Queen died, Fishberry has single-hoofedly turned the Council inside-out. Bountiful isn't the only province to suffer from bureaucratic marginalization. Several good states with honorable leaders have found themselves stripped of proper representation. Fishberry knows every loophole of every law there is, and she uses cowardly tactics to drag court procedures and legal reviews on and on into infinity."

"To what end?" Pilate asked. "She seems to be rather busy with herself. But what's her goal?"

"To me, it's rather clear," Arcanista said. "Fishberry is attempting to manipulate the treasury from the inside out, destributing the flow of taxes to favor her province and the states of her closest allies within the Council."

"So, it's simply pure greed?" Belle asked.

"I wouldn't be too sure," Arcanista remarked. "I have a few friends in the field who confirm that there has been no excessive distribution of funds within Fishberry's own province. Could she simply be hoarding silver? Yes... but I think there's something more than that."

"Like what?"

"The money has to go somewhere. And if there's no sign of it entering Fishberry's own personal treasuery, then I can only imagine it's being funneled elsewhere." Arcanista swallowed. "Perhaps somewhere outside the kingdom."

"To where?" Rainbow asked. "Alafreo?"

"The Southern Cartel," Roarke muttered.

Every Jurist glanced at her.

She narrowed her blue eyes. "Think about it. The Green Bandits have been invading townships left and right without fail. Even when we drive them back, they still keep coming. The imps are driven by avarice and greed. If someone was funding them from beyond the borders, it might explain their mercenary tactics."

"That's... that's crazy, though!" Rainbow's voice cracked.

"The thought has not escaped me," Arcanista said. "If nothing else, it may very well be a distraction."

"Distraction from what?"

"It's been months since I last set hoof beyond the West Gate," the Duchess said. "But from what I last witnessed, almost all of the Val Roan Defenses have been strategically placed along the western mountains."

Rainbow shuddered. "Yeah... we know."

"But Saikano only has so many forces. He's executing this defense maneuver in order to appease the Council, but it doesn't change the fact that it's leaving a large strip along the southern border unprotected..." She sighed. "And open to potential invasion."

"Wait..." Rainbow squinted. "Are you trying to suggest that someone within the High Council wants the Southern Cartel to invade Val Roa Proper?"

"That is what I've been fearing," Arcanista said. "With Prince Eine of the House of Evo approaching kinghood, there is very little time left to stage an actual coup that could choke the Monarchy before the crown can switch."

"But... who would do something like that?"

"I suspect Fishberry," Arcanista said. "But... I-I really can't be sure. It could be anyone within the kingdom who's thought up this nefarious plan."

Ebon Mane bit his lip. He looked over at Rainbow.

The pegasus' nostrils flared. "You're right... she could very well be anyone..."

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