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// IV - Capture 
// Story: Of Steel and Ships 
// by Alfoals Trottenbauer 
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Sven awoke in a cell. A tall alicorn and a few guards trotted down to his cell.

"The other one died." A guard said to her.

Sven dashed to the door.

"What do you want from me?" Sven asked.

"Hvad er det du vil have?" The mythical alicorn asked.

"He doesn't seem to speak equestrian. Send for somepony who can speak the language." She said in a strange language.

After a few hours, the guards were back with a cyan-coated stallion.

"Hello. Princess Celestia wants to know why you attacked us." He explained in Sven's language.

"I demand to know what you've done with my people." Sven retorted, shaking the door.

"Did we get a brace on his antlers?" Celestia asked, a guard responded positively.

The stallion looked confused. "The crew was all dead except for you."

"I refuse to belive that Asbjorn has died."

"Was that the other one?" The stallion asked Celestia. She nodded.

"He died in his bed in a cell." He responded.

Sven shook his head. The worst way for a resident of Myrr to fall was to die bedridden.

"I-I have nothing to say. Do what you will with me."

Sven trotted to his bed. He sat there with his hooves on his head.

The cell door opened.

Guards took him by the legs.

Sven did not fight back.

He was placed in front of a crowd. Prior, they had taught him Equestrian.

He couldn't see. 

Celestia stood behind a podium.

"We're gathered here today, for a consensus on what to do with a member of an attempted raiding party. You must decide his fate." 

"Walk him up to his podium."

He was guided to a platform. A guard told him to speak.
He would try.

"For you might not know me, my name is Sven. My people had used up our resources, we were all starving. We had to either do something rash, or we could perish in the harsh snow. We left our homeland to unknown waters, many died. I did not witness most of my people's fate I hadn't witness. Our greatest warrior, Asbjorn, died in one of your prisons. I was the only survivor. My defense may not convince you, but it is what I have left. I will not fight what your will is. It is not my nature." He couldn't see, but he didn't mind. He was warm. If he died, it would be his people's end.