Skye woke up, taking note of his surroundings, iron bars to his left and stone wall on all the other ends. 'Great Prison'. This was nothing new, he had been in prison before, but to be in one a month after arriving is a new record he would say. As he adjusted to his surroundings he took note of the clanging of armor that approached the outside of the cell. He would have assumed that they had him in hear for a couple of days.
"Stand up straight, Prisoner!" The voice surprised him, it was Nightingale. While his face looked to want him follow orders properly his body language betrayed him, so he decided to focus on the former, straightening up to his full height. Now Skye isn't a tall guy, but he at least is taller than normal ponies, and his height rests almost an inch off of Princess Luna's height. You'd think that would make him intimidating to others, but it isn't intimidating when your wearing robes.
"You are to be escorted to the throne room for your trial regarding your brawl with Captain Bright." The pegasus said sharply, prodding Skye to move along. Skye had some questions on his own, and figured if anyone would answer him, it'd be Nightingale.
"How long have I been in here? Is the Captain alright?" Skye could feel Nightingale's eyes on his head, and he thought he wouldn't answer him.
"You've been in here for nearly eight hours, even though we have a dungeon we don't like keeping anypony in it too long, Captain Bright is ok for now, last I saw him, the doctors were trying to figure out what happened to all of his wounds. Before you ask, the charges that you racked up are as follows: assault on a guard, assault on a guard captain, brawling in the throne room, and threatening the life of a guard." He finished. Skye thought about it for a moment, he kinda of was a dignitary from a different world, couldn't he get away with this? Probably not, Captain Bright was gunning for him, and Skye had made it look like he was too thanks to his use of Monk's abilities.
The pair soon reached the throne room, it being opened to the view of both princesses on their corresponding thrones, and captains of the guards their. He also saw Twilight along with her friends as well, which thoroughly confused him as to why.
"Take no further steps, Prisoner! You will remain there!" One of the guards screeched. Skye quickly complied, not wanting to get gouged in the chest or something while he didn't have access to his staff. It was then that the younger princess spoke.
"Guardsman Pendragon, you have been accused with a number of charges ranging from assault on a guard, to threatening the life of said guard, how do you plead?" Luna finished, leering from her throne. Skye gazed around the room, caching the eyes of several ponies, most of them looked at him with an indifferent look, while some of the solar guards looked ready to beat him. 'Word gets around fast huh?' Skye thought as he looked at his options, which were none. If he pleaded innocent that for surely would have been shut down, but if he immediately said guilty, the solar guards might think he did that to save his own skin. He quietly made his decision, hoping that it would be the right one.
"I plead guilty under the rule that my actions were not my own" He stated clearly for everyone to hear him. He could see that many gained a look of either confusion, or a look of distrust. Princess Luna's head had cocked to the side for a second, confused by his words, meanwhile Princess Celestia's had remained in that mask. He could feel her questions as she spoke.
"Explain to the room what you mean by 'your actions were not your own' these ponies here all bore witness to the brawl, so they may find it confusing or impossible to believe." The solar diarch dictated. Skye calmly shifted his breathing, he would need to remain calm so he didn't cause any of his memories to bleed into his vision.
"On my world, at certain times, we Warriors of Light would tunnel vision, focusing on what we deemed necessary. When we did this, sometimes we ended up putting our life on the line to the extent that it required others to save us. During what is called the Seventh Umbral Calamity, others like myself joined in with all of the alliances to help make a stand against the Garlean Empire, only for it to be interrupted by the primal Bahamut, who broke free from his prison in the core of the moon Dalamud. Even we as Warriors of Light could not beat him at his current pace, and so a man known as Louisoix saved as many as he could by moving us into a aetheric rift, we didn't emerge from this rift until five years later. None of us have any memory from that battle, and only get fractions of it. We've all had to deal with the repercussions once, but for many of us, it doesn't go away, and the memories bleed into our vision, making it seem like we never left that place." Skye finished, readjusting his tone so it was even. He didn't need to think about it... not now. not ever.
Celestia regarded him, the mask hid her true feelings but her eyes did not. She knew what he meant by memories bleeding into the present, she must've known since she was a very old alicorn. Everyone's reaction to his story had them speechless. They hadn't realized that he had been fighting wars up until then, fighting beings that could be regarded as powerful as Discord. Skye wanted to get their minds off of his words so he spoke.
"If I may Princesses, what is my punishment? While I'm glad that your all speechless about the story, I find it disturbing to talk about that piece of information. I barely remember the events of it and it doesn't help to remember all of the warriors who perished." Princess Celestia looked startled at his question, quickly regaining her composure before speaking out.
"We have deemed that despite your effort to heal Captain Bright, and adding that disturbing piece of information, we have considered your punishment. It will be handled by the element holders here, and there will be some rules regarding it before we pass it on. You cannot under any circumstance, unless asked by one of them, use any of your combat skills during this period, You must be willing to divulge any information that is within reason" She said while eyeing a sheepish Twilight. "Lastly, you are compelled to help out with any events that require it." Celestia finished, eyeing him.
Skye looked back, a questioning glance, he just hoped that the punishment wasn't horrible.
Skye wanted to bang his head. Not only was the punishment horrible, he would've thought that the princesses enjoyed handing out these sentences. Skye would be helping with 'setting up winter' in Ponyville... Whatever that meant. He was also supposed to help Twilight and her friends with tasks they needed, and as he made his way to the train station along with the ponies he could've sworn that Twilight looked like she was going to tie him down and ask him every question under the sunset. He also caught Rarity staring at his clothing, so he knew that within the week he would be wearing something she made. It wouldn't be so bad, but from what he had heard around the castle, Ponyville was notorious for singing. He hoped to Hydaelyn that there would be no singing. Oh how wrong he hoped... she can't protect him from lyrics.