The king ditched his chariot back at his castle. Since all of his pullers were earth ponies, they couldn't accompany him to the Pegasi land in the clouds, and he can't add wings to all of them. His guards weren't too keen with the fact he was leaving without some security. To ease their nerves, he agreed to bring two Pegasus guards with him. Right now, privacy isn't the most important to him.
Flying through the air, the king admired his work. All of this he worked on for centuries, and it finally is occupied by somepony other than himself.
I did this He thought to himself, feeling the wind whip through his mane. Flying has been a pass time he missed. The Pegasi cloud section of the city lay just ahead of him. From the lowest of the clouds, rainbows poured out, showering the rest of the city below with a beautiful sight, courtesy of the talented Rainbow Dash.
All the clouds had dissipated, being they wore themselves out with the rain not sixty minutes ago. The bright sun shown high in the sky. Celestia did grace her land with something of monumental beauty. Luna blessed the ponies with something better, though: the moon, a symbol of rest and dreams, his domain. Though the night was ignored by most ponies, it was still of great importance to their world, whether they liked it or not.
Quit daydreaming. His subconscious awoke him from his daze. You have work to do.
Up ahead was the weather team, all relaxing from a tough day on the job. Rainbow Dash lounged in a hot tube made of rainbow, while everypony else did other thing. She was already alone, making his job slightly easier. The king had his guards escort the other members of the weather team out the room, then following them into the hall.
"My king." Rainbow Dash, being the pony she was, stayed calm and acted as if he were a good friend, not even bothering to exit the hot tub. "What brings you here to me?"
"Rainbow Dash," The king spoke with power, his voice resonating off the cloud walls. "I, the king, need you to answer a question for me." After all the times he's already done this, it sounded quite stupid.
"Shoot." She fell back into the tub a little more, her front hooves completely submerged in the multicolored liquid.
"Okay." He stumbled, surprised at how cool she acted, even in front of him, the King of Dreams. "I need you to look through these five pictures and tell me if you know anypony in them." He resumed his routine of pulling all six out, finding the one of the pony he was currently talking to, and placing it back into his satchel strapped to his back. He then floated the five remaining pictures to Rainbow Dash, who sat up a little to grasp the photos with her wings.
"Hm." Rainbow Dash thought. All ponies looked familiar to her, and one she had already seen today. The purple unicorn she saw trotting down towards the factory district this morning.
"Well," She said finally, deciding on what to say, "I must say, you have a weird hobby of taking pictures of pretty mares, but none really are friends of mine. I can't say I've met them." The king smiled, happy with what he heard.
"Okay, sorry to bother you." He said, faking his kindness. "I'll be off, now." He called his guards back into the room, and flew out the terrace.
Well that went better than expected. He finalized.
What do you mean "better than expected"? What were you expecting? His subconscious questioned him, like always seemed to do.
Simple, really. He replied, making it sound obvious. I expected Rainbow Dash to be a problem because he constitution is so much high than the other five, and not even she could recall her closest friends. I think it's time to close our questioning. I've got all that I want and am certain that the Elements of Harmony won't intervene.
Okay. His subconscious tried to analyze every aspect of his plan, and assumptions. There were a couple of flaws in it, but in all, it was a genius plan. There is still one thing you've left out of your plan, and if you don't act, it will bring you downfall. It brought the rogue being back into question, letting the king know what it thought about his "plan". It's tone was eerie, as if it knew what was coming, and was gloating it's knowledge to the king.
If you are so stuck on that rogue, I will check it out. If it turns out to be nothing, you don't want to know what I'll do to you.
I'm your subconscious, It said to him, almost as if it were trying to convince him that it was truly his subconscious, making itself suspicious under the king's eye, what are you going to do without harming yourself?