High atop the tallest spire of Canterlot Castle, a solitary figure watched the proceedings below with great interest. Ixion looked down at the defeated figure of Chrysalis and the pathetic delegation of changelings that had come to collect her. That something as insignificant as a mere changeling, even a queen could cause such havoc and devastation to the kingdoms capital spoke volumes about how ready Celestia was to deal with a real threat. Sure, there would be a token increase in alertness, but Ixion had waited for centuries; he could afford to wait again.
Even if Celestia had both the Elements of Harmony and the other two Elemental Lords at her disposal, she would not be able to stop him when he began his own bid for power in earnest. The Scion of Ice had mastered her powers far faster than he had expected, but that was no matter to him. All it would take was a little extra planning, the acquisition of a couple of highly ranked members of the court to his plan and of course, an ‘accidental’ disaster to distract the fawning public and Ixion would be ready; Ready to take the throne that wasn’t his by right.
Soon Celestia would grovel at his hooves and beg for mercy before his army. Soon Luna would be his bride and together they would return her to her true nature as Nightmare Moon. Together they would rule this land in an iron shod hoof. They would be unstoppable.
And once Nightmare Moon had exhausted her usefulness to him… well then he would just have to assume the heavy mantle of ruling alone. Nightmare Moon’s lifeforce would grant him life eternal and command over the entire heavens.
His milky eyes gleamed as he looked down over the city. Oblivious ponies scurried about like the ants that they were. Soon they would fall over each other trying to be the first to pay tribute to Ixion’s majesty
Yes, it was all coming together perfectly. And he had a certain blue showmare to thank for all of it…