//------------------------------// // Exile by Fuzzyfurvert // Story: Magic of Love: A Twidance Prompt Collab // by ArguingPizza //------------------------------// by Fuzzyfurvert ~~~ Luna frowned while she held Twilight’s mane back as the younger alicorn heaved half digested coffee onto the linoleum floor of the Judicial Authority library. “Twould seem that We are not the only one who has noticed your faint. Our sister has just dispatched the guard to collect your unconscious form.” “Uhg...why do I have to vomit in my dreams? Isn’t there a rule against that?” “Tis not Our fault your mind is such a stickler for correct details.” Luna chuckled. “We shall let them know you are ill and to be gentle. However, it would seem you are destined to speak with Celestia sooner rather than later.” Twilight groaned and wiped a hoof across her muzzle. “This is going to be pleasant. Does she know yet? About...this?” “If not yet, she will know soon.” Twilight nodded slowly. “Will you stay with me until we get there?” “Aye.” Shining Armor sighed as the hot water beat down on his aching neck and shoulders. He must be getting older. Taking care of Cadance always took it out of him, but the ache from holding himself up was new. “No more skipping gym night, Captain.” Shining grunted and flicked his mane out of his eyes. “Time for a haircut too.” He reached up and turned the water off, letting himself drip in the steam-filled royal bath. Without the rush of the shower he could just barely hear Cadance breathing from the their bed. She’d passed out in his office an hour ago after finally suppressing her urges. It brought back a lot of old memories from Canterlot. It was surprisingly nostalgic, having to maintain an anti-magic shield while seeing to Cadance’s needs and then carrying her through the castle in an opaque sphere back to their private chambers. Shining Armor stepped out from the shower stall and walked slowly over to the huge marbled counter and sink. He wiped a hoof across the mirror to clear the fog and smirked at his own reflection. “Yeah, time for a haircut, Shining.” “Goddess, when did I become my father?” Shining leaned forward and examined the bags under his eyes and the deepening groove in his horn. “I doubt dad ever had to juggle my sort of duties.” He checked his teeth for a moment and then reached down under the counter and pulled out a small jar of cooling salve. It had been a long time since he’d last used it but when he unscrewed the cap, that familiar smell wafted up and the cream looked just as it always did. Shining ran the edge of one hoof through the salve and reared up on his hind legs. With the mirror he could see the area with the worst chafing. “Well...I certainly hope dad never had to deal with this.” Cadance dreamt of Twilight. She dreamt of kisses and caresses and whispered little nothings in-between. They lay together on a huge bed covered with silken sheets and surrounded by row after row of tealight candles. Music seemed to fill the background as Cadance felt herself being gently rolled onto her back. Twilight was driving her wild with small butterfly kisses that drifted up her barrel. The smaller alicorn lifted herself up and over Cadance, the look on Twilight’s face said more than words about the sheer lust that flooded the two of them. Cadance gasped as Twilight’s horn suddenly set itself ablaze, casting them in a bright purple hue, and she felt something as supple and warm as a tongue but much larger begin to explore the whole of her. Shining shook his head and levitated a few towels down to where he was sitting on the royal bathroom floor. He was glad he’d had forethought to put up a barrier around the bedroom before getting in the shower. He channeled a little more juice into the shield and shifted to get his makeshift towel pillows underneath his knees. Shining frowned as he watched his wife pant and writhe on their bed. Cadance was still unconscious but her hooves were on autopilot as she dreamed. He could feel the shield vibrate as her powers collided with it and bounced off only to slam into it again like a caged beast. If he entered and tried to comfort her, Shining feared it would overtake him instantly. Then he’d have a lot more than uncomfortable chafing to deal with. “I wonder what she’s dreaming about?” Twilight groaned and opened her real eyes. She could feel the light touch of magic running over her scalp, through her hair. It managed to find that perfect point of warmth and pressure that was at once both comfortable and painful. A golden glow passed briefly over her eyes as she focused on a ceiling that she knew well from her days as a full-time student. “On a scale of one to ten, how angry are you?” The princess she’d really have rather not be talking to stepped into view as the feeling of the magic touch left her. “I would say about...a four. I was initially feeling more towards a eight but after Luna intervened on your behalf and seeing your karmatic injury, I have managed to simmer down somewhat.” Celestia looked at Twilight with wet eyes. “I have looked over the trauma you’ve inflicted on yourself and I recommend you refrain from using too much magic. Thankfully, it is only a minor concussion. Rest for a few days and you’ll be back to normal.” “Ugh...minor? It feels like there is a minotaur in a china shop and the china shop is my head.” “If you can make metaphors, Twilight, you are not so bad off, considering. I mean it though. Take it easy and let the thaumatic pathways of your horn heal. Too much too soon and you might cripple yourself.” Celestia sighed and closed her eyes. “Goddess, Twilight, why?” Twilight kept her gaze on the ceiling and did her best to ignore her princess. That seemed like the best way to fight the nausea that was churning her stomach. “Because. I-I just couldn’t accept it. I had to know what was in those cases. I had to know...had to know what sort of pony could accuse Cadance of a crime and make it stick. A part of me just couldn’t believe that she was guilty of anything more than being sweet and wonderful and loving.” Twilight fell silent for a moment. “And I was curious...to be honest.” “You committed an act of betrayal by opening those case files. Betrayal of trust. MY trust, Twilight.” Celestia’s voice sounded flat. “I instructed you to leave it alone and talk to Cadance about this and yet you could not wait. To say I am disappointed in you would be an understatement.” “I’m sorry.” Twilight closed her own eyes to drift in cool darkness. “Can you forgive me?” Celestia didn’t answer. Twilight fidgeted on the large cushion that held her as the silence stretched on. Eventually Celestia sighed. “In time, yes, I will forgive you. But you have forced my hoof, Twilight. While the only victims of your actions are my feelings and Cadance’s privacy, I am still reserving my right to place judgement on you.” Twilight tensed. She’d feared an outcome like this. Why did she have to be so curious at times? Why did she just have to know everything? How could she be so smart and so stupid at the same time? “I am sending you to the infirmary. The doctors are going to give you something to help with the concussion. While they do so, I am going to write an official letter of apology to Princess Mi Amore Cadenza and alert her to this information leak and the circumstances around it.” Twilight turned her head to look at Celestia. “Wait...that’s it? Sorry Princess, but I was expecting...a bit more.” Celestia looked down her muzzle at Twilight and her horn started to glow faintly. “You will deliver it, personally to Princess Cadance. Furthermore, Twilight Sparkle, you are not to return to Equestria until you have made amends with her.” Twilight felt the princess’ magic flow into her and the geas placed. Once she crossed the border, she would not be able to come home until the condition was met. Celestia stood and let the glow fade away before turning toward the door. “I hope you put all of your study of friendship to use for a change.” Twilight flinched when she heard the door close softly. She lay there in silence and stared at the wall, her mind devouring itself. Why did she do the things she did? Was something wrong with her? Why couldn’t she leave well enough alone? Why would she do something so colossally stupid? Was something wrong with her? How could she betray the trust and privacy of the two most important ponies in her life? Was something wrong with her?