“So, after all these years, you don't have any hard feelings for Flash Sentry or Carrot Top? Knowing they kept so many secrets from you? That they might have even used you?"
“Hard feelings? No. Of course not. They ... had their reasons, which were mostly good ones. I'm just surprised, that's all.” Princess Twilight took a sip of her tea, mulling the situation over. “Though honestly, the Flash Sentry Papers do explain a lot.”
“Did you ever see Sentry or Top after Spitespire?”
“Of course! Mostly just in passing, or maybe some polite conversation at some royal ball or another. Oh, there was also the time I presided over Flash and Carrot's wedding--”
My teacup hit its saucer hard enough to chip both. I gulped down a scalding mouthful of tea, and stared, dumbfounded, at the Princess. “I'm sorry ... did you say wedding?”
“Mmmhmm. It was a couple years after Spitespire, if I recall correctly. Small ceremony. Very pleasant. Rarity even designed Carrot's dress.”
“But ... but ... Sentry doesn't mention it anywhere! At least, not in any of the journals I've reviewed so far.”
“No?” Princess Twilight arched one eyebrow, and took a delicate sip of her tea. “I guess Flash's memoirs aren't quite as comprehensive as you thought.”