"Look, I put skill points in language for him, you have to try to bluff him or he automatically succeeds at diplomacy." Flurry grinned wide.
"How did he automatically succeed?" Shining shuffled frantically through his papers. "You can't make a cockatrice a Bard!"
"Why not? Now, try to bluff him!"
"Okay then." Shining set the papers down. "I'm bringing rule number two into effect."
Flurry scrunched her brow. "No throwing up on servants?"
"No, not that one... although it is still in effect. I mean the official rule two: Players may attempt to roleplay out any and all interactions rather than relying on dice." Shining turned to the cockatrice. "Bawwwk buk buk bawk?"
"Um. Shining Armor?" Fluttershy gulped. "You just challenged him to a duel to the death. Or, um, petrification. He is a cockatrice."
Shining Armor groaned. "I really should have put more points into exotic languages."
"It's okay. Cockatrices don't speak chicken. He just thinks you're, um, weird."
"Alright, now I can go and order all the staff around!" Princess Daddy Issues felt on top of the world, literally. She was now officially a Princess.
"Hold on, yours isn't the only ceremony today." Cadance turned her head toward Sunburst and the various tutors for her daughter. "Please step forward for the knightings!"
The knighting ceremony was brief. All Cadance told each new Crystal Knight was, "Congratulations. You survived."