It was late enough that it rolled right back around to being early. Sleep had proven to be a fruitless endeavor for Lorraine, her conversation with Luna bounced around her mind. It niggled at her. Something was left unsaid.
Something didn't feel right.
With a quiet sigh she got out of bed. Her room in the suite was beautiful, if a bit sparse. She walked over to the light switch, flicked it on and plodded over to the writing desk on one side of the room. She found some parchment, and after a bit of scrounging, a pen. She stared at the blank page and after a moment, just decided to start writing.
Dear Princess Luna,
Sorry if I came off as insensitive, I just want to understand. If you jumped from one task to the next for gratitude, why?
Did you enjoy any of the work you did? What happened to the jobs you abandoned? What about the people that relied on you?
I also want to apologize, clearly I either misread your intentions or I just suck at being a Luck Dragon. I'm sorry for being a bad friend and a bad student. You tried so, thanks, even if the fun we did have was all a lie or something, thanks for hanging out and talking with me. I had fun.
Did you have fun? Was any of your Princess duties or Guardianship stuff fun for you?
I'll leave you alone after this and ask everyone to chill with the foal stuff, they've had there fun and this'll allow you to focus on regaining your Guardianship. If you need help, let me know. I'll ask The Nightmare if there's anything specific you need to do.
This whole thing is my fault anyway, I may as well do what I can. If you need anything, let me know. I'll do my best with the movement too.
I hope you'll be ok, sorry again.
From, Lorraine.
The luck dragon put down her pen, rolled up the letter and tied it into a scroll with some string she dug out of the desk draw. She wandered out of her room, past the common room and out into the hallway. She smiled sheepishly at the guard outside the doorway.
"Hi, me again. Could you deliver this to Princess Luna please?"