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// Trixie The Consort 
// Story: Trixie's New Role 
// by Jhoira 
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Trixie pushed open the doors to her and Celestia's bedroom, shutting the door behind her and looking about. Celestia was hard to miss but she was double checking that there were no other visitors in the room. She wasn't about to publicly question the princess, but they were thankfully alone. Celestia smiled at Trixie as she looked up from her reading. "You were out late precious."

Trixie smiled a bit sheepishly, she knew Celestia was just making an observation but Trixie couldn't help feel a little guilty. She had been avoiding the princess that day because something was bothering her and she wanted time to think on her own. She had been in the garden, out in the city, randomly got in a donut eating contest with some blue mare named Minuette, and had been all the places she knew Celestia wouldn't be. "Trixie was thinking." Trixie walked over and sat in front of Celestia, not even trying to approach her for cuddles or to climb into Celestia's favorite little pocket for her.

Celestia took note of Trixie's departure from her regular attitude and setting the book aside smiled at Trixie. "What is on your mind then?"

Trixie smiled faintly, Celestia seemed to know her so well, it was very flattering that Celestia paid her so much attention that she learned her so quickly. Really Celestia was a thousand years old, she knew how to read ponies easily. "Well, Trixie wishes to know why she is your consort?"

Celestia raised an eyebrow, that certainly hadn't been something she was expecting. "Because we wished to be in a relationship but we aren't married precious."

Trixie shook her head. "No, why aren't we marefriends?"

Celestia chuckled gently and smiled. "Ahh, forgive me I forgot you aren't from Canterlot." Celestia got up and pulled the smaller pony into a gentle hug. "I promise you it's not because I don't hold great affection for you, precious." Trixie smiled and nuzzled up against Celestia. "But I'm a princess precious. We don't have "marefriends" or "mates" we have concubines, consorts, and wives/husbands." Celestia smiled and booped Trixie on the nose. "And you're not just a mere concubine."

Trixie blushed a little but smiled up at Celestia. "But why can't you have a marefriend?”

Celestia smiled as she nuzzled Trixie, coaxing giggles out of her. ”Oh, that's ancient history precious. But to put it simply its the issue of favoritism. Since you're my consort my privileges go get you out if trouble is limited.”

Trixie blinked. ”What do you mean princess?”

Celestia cooed gently, taking the moment to push Trixie onto her back and leaned in giving the mare a kiss. ”Well as the head of Equestria I have broad powers to grant pardons and such if we believe extenuating circumstances allow for it. But with our charges, concubines, consorts, and wives/husbands those privileges are limited, which is why we are not allowed to have relationships that aren't categorized, to avoid favoritism and biased decisions."

Trixie nodded and smiled, sitting up and nuzzling up into Celestia's neck. "Ahh, well then Trixie is happy to be your consort."