//------------------------------// // Marriage // Story: The Legend of Ash Frost // by Visiden Visidane //------------------------------// Let us skip the introductions. I wouldn't come here if I didn't know who you were, and you would have to be born a minute ago if you don't know who I am. To the point. As it behooves every legionnaire, prudence tasks me with seeing to an heir to carry on my duties. Your son, Moon Rage, is pleasing to the eye, perfectly healthy, of a well-to-do family, and has a career in the Legion almost as illustrious as mine. I wish to arrange a marriage between him and myself. I may not come from a wealthy family, but my personal wealth is of no little consequence. I am also the greatest archer the Legion has ever produced. Surely, foals born of our union will be great boons to Equestria. No, I don't care if he is obssessed with magic and working for the Western Legion. I do not need his attention, I need his seed. Procreation is as much his duty as blowing up ursans, and I am offering him the chance to excel in that duty. I am quite confident in my mothering ability so, if he fails as a father, I can make up for his slack. No, I meant no offense against your son, Sir, I am merely trying to be reassuring. I see Moon Rage as the best stallion in Equestria as of the moment, falling only behind our Prince. I refuse to settle for anypony less. Yes, I will meet him on these dates. Lady Ash Frost and Lord Moon Rage were married two weeks after that initial arrangement. Theirs was a surprisingly affectionate marriage, all things considered. Lord Moon Rage showed a remarkable degree of restraint and self-confidence, and did not wilt despite Lady Ash Frost's frequent taunts and boasts. I suspect that he was able to do so thanks to his extreme focus on his work. He was rarely in their manor even after Longstride was born, though he did make a genuine effort to bond with his wife and child. What happened to him after the whole terrible incident, I see as clear proof of his remorse.