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// You left who guarding him?!?! 
// Story: Outlier 
// by SociallyAwkwardPegasus 
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Three loud knocks resonated on the ornate, wooden door of the private study.  A moment or two passed before a voice from the other side welcomed Skylight in.  Opening the door and shuffling inside, the mare was expecting the site of her princess.  What caught her off-guard was the fact that she wasn't alone.  The same doctor from yesterday was also present with a large clipboard and file in her magical grasp.  The two were patiently waiting for the guard at the main table while Luna slowly sipped her cup of coffee, making Skylight grumble a bit in jealousy.  
“Skylight, glad you could make it,” Luna jested with a smile as she set down her cup.  Skylight did her usual routine of saluting her princess, though Luna waved a dismissive hand.
“Please Skylight, our company does not warrant such actions.  She is also a friend, so there is no need to act differently,” Luna added.  Skylight paused for but a moment, looking at the doctor who was intently reading over the piece of parchment on the clipboard before taking her seat at the table.
“Would you like a something to drink Skylight?” Luna asked.
“Yes please.  Coffee, one sugar two creams,” the mare quickly responded, earning her a small giggle from the princess.  Within seconds a cup of coffee had appeared before the mare.  Taking the cup in her hands, Skylight gave a satisfied hum of approval as she took a sip of the hot beverage.
“Thank you princess.  I really needed this,” Skylight said before setting down the cup.
“We are glad you enjoy it.  Though if you don’t mind me asking, how is our guest this morning?” Luna questioned.  Skylight slowly brought the cup to her lips once again before taking a long drink and setting the near empty cup down.
“Honestly princess, not very well.  Despite the fact that we allowed him outside of his room, he hasn’t really said anything to me.”  Luna gave a small frown though nodded her head in understanding.
“I can understand why he would do such a thing.  Still, we should try to mend this relationship as soon as possible.  I do not want him to hate us for taking such precautions.  I only wish for him to understand the dire situation we are in and the role he can play in helping us.”  As if on cue, the doctor levitated the clipboard she had been reading in front of Skylight.
“What is this princess?” Skylight questioned as she picked up the clipboard before reading the document.  She at least knew it was a medical form from the amount of times she has had a physical checkup, a routine required by all guards once a year.  Though she didn’t understand what this had to do with the thestral.
“If you would allow me princess, may I answer this question?” The brown-coated mare piped up.  Nodding her head in consent, the doctor’s face grew a wide grin as she began to explain the details of the form.
“I know you don’t really care about most of his blood work and things, so let me just get into the interesting parts.  As you can tell, this is a standard medical form we compiled of the thestral shortly after being admitted to castle.  Though it was difficult to get some samples from him, we did and ended up finding out something unusual about the stallion.  Tell me, do you know how foals are typically made?” The doctor asked.  Skylight nodded her head as if she had just been asked a stupid question.
“Of course I do.  When two mares agree that it is time to have a foal, they go to a specialist.  This specialist then magically induces a pregnancy in one of the mares from the DNA of the other.  After about a year, the foal is born.”
“Exactly.  This has been the usual practice for around two hundred years.  Now tell me, do you know how they used to do it?” The doctor questioned again.  This time, Skylight’s cheeks grew a tint of red as she nodded her head.
“Yes.  Before, a stallion would often mate with a mare.  This would involve him using his tool to impregnate the mare with a sample of his DNA.  After about a year, the foal would be born if the seed took root,” Skylight finished.  The doctor could only nod her head at the answer provided, her grin still wide on her face.
“Indeed.  That is how they used to do it, though it is very rare nowadays.  Ever since the incident involving the Fallen Princess, the number of stallions has decreased exponentially.  To make matters worse, almost all of the stallions who made it through the whole ordeal were left sterile, unable to produce any foals or if they did, a filly.”  Skylight nodded her head along with Luna, before the princess decided to chime in.
“And this is where our new guest comes into play.  Tell me Skylight, do you know how many stallions currently reside in Canterlot?” Luna questioned.  Skylight thought for a few seconds before shaking her head.
“Not really princess.  Though from what I understand there are more stallions here than in other cities across Equestria.”
“Yes, that is correct.  As of right now, Canterlot holds a total of seven-hundred and sixty-three stallions, of which only nineteen are fertile.”  Both Skylight and the doctor nodded their heads as the princess made her point.
“Does that include the thestral as well princess?” Skylight questioned, promptly receiving a shake of the mare’s head.
“No it does not.  Including our guest, the total would be seven-hundred and sixty-four stallions, of which twenty of them are fertile,” she responded with a smile.
“Wait, so you are telling me that our guest can actually produce foals with mares?” Skylight questioned.
“That is exactly what I am saying, though he is a bit different from the other fertile stallions.  In most cases of pregnancy, the chance of producing a stallion foal is around a million to one odds.  Suffice to say, it is a very rare occurrence, which is why the last stallion foal to be born was almost thirty years ago.  However, our guest is quite abnormal in this category.  After doing several tests multiple times, we have to come to the conclusion that this does not apply to our guest.  It seems that his seed has the ability to produce a stallion about eighty percent of the time when mated with a female egg.  Though we have yet to confirm this with definitive proof, all of the tests have a high degree of accuracy.”  The room quickly descended into a bout of silence as it took Skylight a few moments to process this new information.  She new that a colt being born was a very rare occurrence, but to have a stallion with even a one percent chance of bearing a son would have been a gift from the gods.  But to have one with about an eighty percent chance, it left the mare speechless.
“I understand that this information is a lot to take in, though I also ask you to keep this to yourself.  I will speak with our guest later tonight and fill him in about everything.  I just hope he will not hold any animosity towards you for following orders.  Until then, I ask that you keep an eye on our guest.  You are dismissed,” Luna finished.  It took another moment, though Skylight soon composed herself before standing from her spot at the table and venturing out of the study.
Hundreds of thoughts soon began to assault the mare as she made her way back to the dining hall.  The first and foremost, would be what would happen to the stallion if this new information was leaked to the public.  She assumed that he would never be safe from the likes of greedy noblemares trying to use him for their own personal gain.  It was true that if a stallion and mare were to bear a colt, they would instantly become celebrities, more so with the stallion.  In the past there were even instances of mares abducting and raping a fertile stallion, though the last instance of that happening was over a hundred years ago.
Shaking away some of the negative thoughts, the mare pushed opened the main door to the dining hall.  She was quickly surprised when she didn’t find the thestral eating his morning breakfast, seeing as she had been gone for about a half an hour.  Watching as one of the servers walked back, Skylight quickly pulled her into conversation.
“Excuse me, do you know where the thestral is?” She asked with a tone laced with necessity.  The maid was startled slightly with the forcefulness of the guard, though nodded her head.
“Y-yes.  He left a few minutes after he got here.  Though I don’t really know where he went, the guard he was with did mention something about the barracks on site.  That is all that I know,” the maid replied.  A cold chill soon ran down Skylight’s spine as she quickly made her way out of the dining hall and to the barracks.  She knew there was a possibility that some of her subordinates would try almost anything to talk their way into the stallion’s pants, regardless if he could produce a foal.  And from the interactions earlier this morning, the thestral might do it just to spite her.  But after the information she just learned, it was imperative that she find him and stop him or her subordinates from doing something they would regret.  She just hoped she would make it in time.