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// Presented Perfection 
// Story: A Canterlot Gala 
// by Gold Meddle 
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Dawn approached as the two princesses sat in front of a flickering fireplace. "I think this was Blueblood's best Gala to date," remarked Celestia, "his replacement certainly livened things up."

"You'd trade a burden for a bedlam?"

"I would have preferred malice-free mayhem, but I'm told all the ponies we found in Blueblood's chambers were unharmed."

"A silver lining."

"The maid? She was among them, yes."

Luna rolled her eyes. "I suppose it's this wit that allowed you to uncover the fake prince's ploy."

"Not at all, it was simple overconfidence on his--or should I say, her part."

"I see you've made progress in your interrogation."

"It was a breeze, we're already proceeding with negotiations."

"Where does...she stand as of now?"

"The freedom of her and her subjects in exchange for the release of some fifty ponies."

After thinking for a few moments, Luna nodded. "That sounds equitable."

"It would be, if one of those fifty wasn't Blueblood."