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// Chapter 4 
// Story: Canterlot Consequences 
// by Kinsfire 
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The wedding was considered a success, between Rainbow Dash’s Sonic Rainboom and Twilight’s gift of song to the new married couple. Luna stepped up to her sister in a quiet moment and shook her head. “You have no idea how much I envy you, sister. Twilight Sparkle is an amazing mare, with such heart, and such a connection to you. She loves you very much. In some ways, you are more mother to her than her own flesh and blood. That in itself is amazing, given how clearly her family loves her.” 

“You should begin your own set of correspondences with her, Luna.” She looked at her younger sibling and smiled. “You complain about your usage of archaic language, perhaps you could convince Twilight and her friends to tutor you and gently correct you?” At Luna’s soft blush, she corrected herself. “Perhaps just Twilight? Since you would obviously be embarrassed by too many knowing of your problem.”

“That would perhaps not be a -”

“I agree,” Celestia interrupted. “It would certainly not be a bad idea. Twilight!” she called out brightly in the Royal Canterlot Voice, humor evident in the call. “May I speak with you for a moment?”

“I shall get you for this, ‘Tia,” Luna said through gritted teeth.

“If I am wrong, and you are hurt, then by all means, I shall stand still and let you ‘get me’,” Celestia replied. “But I suspect that it might be the best thing for you since you were freed from your time as Nightmare Moon.”

“You know that she was me, and not some overlay from elsewhere?” Luna said. “You always refer to that time as if it were an entirely different being.”

“I know, my darling sister, but I say it as such to remind you that it was a different time. There is something inside me that … well, the histories do not talk much of it, but something similar happened to me in my anger at my inability to stop you without exiling you. Call it a blaze, since there is perhaps not a word to describe a similar darkness befalling one connected so deeply to the day. That was not a happy time for our little ponies. But make no mistake, sister, I love you, and interfere at times because I love you. Much as Twilight did for her brother.”

“Did I come over at a bad time?” Twilight asked softly.

“No, I was just reminding my dear sister that she has ponies to lean upon when she needs to. I called you over because Luna was commenting to me about her tendency to slip into archaic language. Perhaps you would be willing to tutor her?”

“Of course! I would be glad to!” She looked to the princess in question, who was attempting to look regal, but was still sporting a very slight pinkness to her cheeks. She smiled. “Perhaps over a series of lunches? Private, so that she isn’t embarrassed if she slips up? Maybe even some nice picnics in Ponyville, to give her a reason to get out of the castle now and then?”

Luna’s eyes widened for a moment, and then she smiled. “I think that I would enjoy that, Twilight.”

“I thought so.” Her smile widened. “You perhaps said more than you knew when you thanked me, and that could be worth exploring … Luna.”

Celestia’s eyes widened, but sparkled with mirth. It was the first time that she had ever heard her student refer to either of them without prefacing their name with their title. I believe that this could be the start of something very interesting, she thought as the two walked off, working out a schedule of visits.