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// Most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know 
// Story: La Danza D’Amore 
// by Undome Tinwe 
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A hush fell over the crowd as the Eternal Sun stepped into the ballroom, entering through the door to the throne room. 

Compared to the other nobles, her dress was simple in its design, but that didn't make it any less elegant, the yellow fabric perfectly cut to emphasize the majesty of her form. Strength flowed through her as she stepped down the staircase leading to the dance floor, every step precise yet looking casual to the untrained eye.

And next to her, her lover stood proud by her side, beauty and grace flowing out from her as she walked beside the princess.

The music swelled as Rarity and Celestia approached the dance floor together, the symphony trying its best to match the grandiose nature of its ruler. The song they played was almost hymn-like, a loud, rousing homage to the mare who shone brightest in the room, who had watched over the nation for centuries.

Said ruler stopped in the middle of the dance floor, reaching out a hoof towards the unicorn beside her and speaking for the first time since her entrance. "May I have this dance, my lady?"

Rarity bowed respectfully before her princess. "It would be my honour, your majesty."

And then, they began to move.

Every motion was precise, practised, the product of a lifetime of training and dedication. The two lovers moved in perfect synchrony, two bodies guided by a single will. All the assembled looked on in awe, knowing in their hearts that these two were destined to rule over them.

Rarity leaned in to whisper in Celestia's ear, knowing that they would not be heard over the music. "Everypony's watching."

Forward, right, left, back. Celestia didn't miss a step as she replied to her. "They always are. Everywhere I go, I have all eyes on me. It can be exhausting sometimes."

Pirouette, fall into Celestia's forelegs. Rarity performed her own part of the routine with total trust in her partner. "You cannot blame them for being captivated by the Sun," she replied, staring up into her lover's eyes.

"I can when there is somepony much more captivating at my side." Celestia dipped her low, and Rarity's heart fluttered. "It should be you that they all bow to, my lady."

Rarity tittered. "Oh, you flatterer. As much as I adore the spotlight, I do not think I could live under its constant glare for centuries."

"So that's a no on attending court with me?" Celestia asked, raising her up again so that they could continue their dance. In the background, the music began to build up to its finale, anticipation roiling in every note. "I could use your advice on the matters that are brought to me."

"You mean you need something pretty to stare at while those nobles talk your ear off," Rarity replied dryly. "Still, I prefer to be your beau at social events, and leave the governing to the princesses."

"Very well." Back, right, left, forward. They were mirroring each other's motion now. "Though, know that I truly value your input. It is easy for an old mare as myself to become set in her ways, and it is important to have someone I can trust to call me out on it. Speaking of which, when you have some time in your schedule, I would love to discuss the latest charity proposal from Jet Set."

Forward, left, back, right. "I suppose I should be free tonight," Rarity replied, letting her eyes smoulder and her voice drop low and sultry. "Shall I meet you in your bedroom to... deliberate?"

Celestia smiled, and the room grew even brighter. "I shall pencil you in for tonight, then." The music had reached a rousing climax, a spectacular crescendo that had everypony standing stock still in awe as they watched the royal couple dancing. "Oh dear, I believe our song is about to end. Shall we give our ponies a performance to remember, then?"

Rarity nodded, leaning in towards Celestia. "Yes, let's."

And so, as the final note was played, echoing out through the hall, two mares who burned with the fire of the sun embraced, sharing a kiss that would be talked about for months.