Hot Plot by The Landgrave
Luna and Celestia lounged in the hot tub, jets blasting the steaming water over their coats, relaxing muscles tense from a long day of negotiations.
The Minoan Oligarchy was one of the most ruthless countries on Equis when it came to trade. Situated as it was in the Marelantian Sea, the small island nation had no trouble controlling all trade with the Old Queendoms.
Luna hated them, the negotiations--she actually got along well with the gruff and blunt minotaurs day-to-day. They weren't swindlers--only because extortion wasn't swindling--and were always honest and faithful to their contracts. But they were ruthless and unrelenting. It didn't help that Celestia was dead set on lowering the cost of cane sugar imports.
Had Luna her way, the deal would have already been signed, either accepting the current rates or through bashing heads with the delegates. Either would have been acceptable to the minotaurs, they respected a good rough housing almost as much as a good haggle.
But Tia was determined to beat them at their own game, so Luna was giving her the chance. Of course that had taken a round of negotiations of its own. She couldn't wait for that payment to come due.
Luna relaxed even further as her mind wandered to thoughts of her sister and coffee flavored syrup.
The knock at the door was a most unwelcome intrusion. "Your Highness Princess Celestia, prince Blueblood has requested an audience."
Both Princesses groaned and shared a look. A waste of time, yes, but he was family.
After a quick kiss and apology later, Celestia trotted out the door, leaving Luna behind to continue her soak.
She tried to return to her daydream, but the lukewarm water just wasn't cutting it and eventually left to join her sister.