This mare literally rolled into town in the most tacky form of vehicular abominations in all of Equestria. A horse-drawn caravan. She presented herself to everypony in a make-shift raised platform that one could suppose would be a stage. All along the framing were who-sits and gadgets and thingies serving as set props and effects. By no magic of her own, she let off sparks fly and whizz about with a flip of a switch and the turns of a dial. No pony could see it, but I knew of the little slight of hoof she was pulling. By her plebeian ingenuity she had not only made her mobile home a place of rest but of her place of work. A stage one instant and a small stable in another. How very fitting for a low-born to live and breathe by the sweat of her brow.
"And now for my next trick." I chuckled a little and for a brief moment, I swore she looked me with a flashing leer. I was not impressed in the lease, tricks were right. This was certainly not magic.
"I dare say, this mare knows magic like an earth pony knows magic." My entourage of today's mare chuckled at my jest, only for the next moment to be aghast with shock.
I was no longer smiling. As I held a hooficured hoof to my bruised face, I grimaced with a darkness that few ponies knew.
"Know that you strike a prince, peasant." I looked at the sky blue mare with a dark malice that spoke of death. For the punishment of striking the royal family was an act of high treason, punishable by death or banishment. And yet this mare did so without any hesitation nor fear. Either this mare was a foal or a very brave soul.
Seemingly knowing these things she smirked. In that instant I knew I would enjoy what was to come.
"The great and powerful Trixie knows no equal or superior. I care not if you're Celestia herself. I will not stand by and have you talk badly of me. I will show you and everypony here that your claims are lies!" In a flash of blue light she was gone and then reappearing as suddenly as she had vanished she was on the stage again. The stage was bare of props and tools. Barring only her cloak and wizard's hat, she beckoned me with her readiness to challenge.
"I wager that anything you can do I can do better. And if I so prove it. I would lay your claims false." No attempt to curry my favour, not even an inkling of intimidation by my station and in those eyes, I knew that she did not see wealth, power and royalty. She saw only a single pony.
At the realisation I just wanted me smile and yelp with elation.
At any given moment I could invoke my right to execute her, but I relented on the urge. I haven't been this amused for a long time. My heart was leaping inside my chest and my horn tingled with excitement. After all, a pony that thinks herself her own and not mine? That's my favourite joke in all of Equestria. And I've been without a decent jester to serve.to amuse me in a long while.
"Anything I can do, peasant?" I neatly teleported onto her make-shift platform she called a stage. No flash of light or a bursting of magic. Nay, I demonstrated true discipline of magic of which I merely phased in and out with a wan glow of the slightest amount of power.
She tried to hide it but it was clear that she was impressed. No pony however were so cautious to express the magnitude of my awesome, as they cheered and clopped against the cobblestones in droves.
I caressed my cheek and looked at her. She had struck me and if I struck back at full force I would have her bloom in agony. I would demonstrate one thing that I could do better than her and that would be the end of it. You see fear speak volumes, because fear holds roots in pain. Something everypony doesn't want. She would know her place so easily.
However, I am a noble, a prince, royalty. A truer gentlecolt than all gentlecolts of all of Equestria. And as a gentlecolt, I would ne'er strike a lady. Even if it were a vagabond such as this.
"You amuse me... Trixie was it?" I held a hoof to her chin and brought her closer to me for a good look. Her blue face blooming pink blushes by the proximity of my own beauty.
"If you truly wish to stay true to this challenge of yours. I invite you to my mansion. I will be holding a little get together there, and I'm sure your exhibitionist self sees the opportunity I am offering." I could feel her skin shiver with delight as my every touch sent exciting chills across her body. Her eyes locked into mine.
"I-I shall meet you there. And then I will show you. I will show everypony that I am the greatest and most powerful Trixie." She said trying to look away but not being able to resist quick glances. The strength of her voice faltering. A cold sweat was overtaking her as she was increasingly aware of the ponies watching the spectacle.
Yes... just like this. I like you just like this. So delicate as one would dare say that she's quite delectable like this. The breaking of the great and powerful Trixie is going to be so much fun.
"Finish your little side show. I will see you later."
And with those words I was gone.