The day was coming to an end. Amor left the house, Chrysalis close behind him. The chattering and buzzing of changelings was growing quiet as they made their ways back to their homes. Returning to the castle, Amor was happy with his work on Souls’ house. The main chamber of the castle was nearly empty other than a few servants cleaning up. Everypony must already be in bed. Amor headed up the stairs to the right of the thrones in the center of the room. He reached his room and placed his crown on the table nearby, Chrysalis doing the same.
“I’ll be done in a minute.” He walked into the bathroom attached to his room. Amor turned on the water and let it warm up as he looked in the mirror at himself. He was smiling at himself, proud of what he has done. He was sure that Chrysalis couldn’t hear him over the running water. “My life isn’t as bad as I made it out to be. I got out of my leadership alive. I have a beautiful wife who cares and loves me. The few changelings I did save are loyal. My daughter loves me and is a great leader.” He looked at himself in the mirror. “I wish I didn’t look so stupid when I full out smiled, but I’m too happy to care.” Amor took a quick bath and dried his main the best he could. Walking out into the bedroom, he found Chrysalis already asleep, curled in a mess of blankets. He sighed as he slid in bed and curled around her on top of the blankets. He rested his head on her back as he slowly drifted to sleep.
He found himself in a dream of Canterlot’s castle, just waking from his bed. He stood and opened the door to find the hall empty, no guards at all. Walking down the stairs, every hoof step echoed through the silent castle. He reached the bottom floor and still found it empty. He thought he heard someone giggling and stopped in his tracks, scanning the room for the source. He heard it again, echoing through the door to the throne room. Upon entering, he found Celestia’s throne, but it was not her seated in it. Why would she? This is a dream, so it only made sense that he would see none other than Luna sitting in the throne.
“Princess Luna.” Amor bowed.
“Rise, please. This is your dream.”
“And you are still a Princess.” Amor rose to his hooves. “So why am I dreaming?”
“Simple. You are actually happy for once. You have accepted everything, you have finished your work as king of the changeling hive. You can now live your life freely, and you are happy because of it.”
Amor closed his eyes and grinned. “Thank you, princess, but why is this my dream?”
“Just decided to say hi, and there is no better way than this. Would you like to continue dreaming or do you want a dreamless sleep.”
“I think you know the answer.”
Luna smiled. “Very well.” Her horn began to glow, a blinding light that filled the room emanating from it. When it faded, he and Luna were standing in an open field. “Dream well, Amor. Goodbye.” She faded away, disappeared like she disintegrated in the sun’s rays.
“Amor, are you coming?” Amor turned to see Chrysalis, cheery as ever with a calming smile across her face. Amor smiled as he approached her.
“Of course, my love. I am here for you.”
“I know you are. You are always here for me.” Chrysalis began trotting and Amor soon followed. They walked for hours until finally stopping at a huge tree, where Chrysalis flew to a large branch, Amor right behind her. Sitting on the branch side by side. Chrysalis leaned her head onto Amor’s shoulder as they looked at the sunset. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Chrysalis.”
“Amor, it is time to wake up.”
“Alright, my love.” Amor’s eyes started to grow heavy, and before he knew it, he was awake. Chrysalis had one of his hooves wrapped in her own and had her nose pressed up to it. Quietly, Amor slipped his hoof out. Like a child, Chrysalis began feeling for it, trying to grab it. Amor balled up a blanket and put it in her hooves, which seemed to please her, because she held it tight and stopped moving. Amor walked over to the window and opened it, looking over the baron streets and quiet houses. Spreading his wings, he buzzed out the window and flew to one of the open balconies watching over the hive entrance. Looking over the forest floor as the breeze blew the hair back on his body. The moonlight lit the ground enough to see the grass fly in the breeze, like an ocean of green.
“It looks beautiful.” Amor turned to see Chrysalis standing behind him.
“I thought you were asleep?”
“A blanket is no substitute to the warmth I get off of your body. What are you doing out here?”
“Enjoying the view.” Chrysalis walked out in front of Amor and looked over the balcony. Her fur glistened in the moonlight, making it able to see every hair move. Amor looked into her eyes, a sparkle from the foreign light showing in them. She looked more beautiful than ever. Amor walked beside her and put his head to hers, the horns crossing. They both closed their eyes as Amor spoke. “You are beautiful. Most ponies would have left me after so long, but you love me enough to stay by my side.”
“Of course. Why would I leave? Most fear me, call me a monstrosity, even the changelings in the hive hate me, but you love me for me, not for who I could be.”
“I think-no, I know you are the most beautiful pony in Equestria.” Two solid black figures sat with their heads touching, the moon behind them. Their shadows formed a sort of heart in the light, a sign that they would be together for years to come. Forever.