//------------------------------// // Diplomacy by Nom_deCheval // Story: Princest is Wincest: A Lunestia Prompt Tag Collab // by TheWraithWriter //------------------------------// Diplomacy by Nom_deCheval “I wish to pay thanks to Equestria and you it’s ruler for the warmth of welcoming we have received.” The tall, dusky mare wore an intricate bridle over her muzzle. The dark brown leather was studded with gems and gold, each perfectly complimenting both her coat and brilliant blue eyes. An intricate blanket of sand and red hung loosely across her back, detailed with embroidered emblems and standards from her native land. Her pale blonde mane hung low off one side of her neck, cut almost in a straight line at the end. “You are very welcome here, always,” Princess Celestia nodded slightly. She still stood taller than the other mare, but far less so than a normal pony. This mare was closer in size to her sister, Luna. “It is good that Equestria and Saddle Arabia have relations as close for us both.” Celestia smiled, both as a polite response and from genuine amusement. There was a charm in the way the Ambassador spoke in broken Equestrian, only enhanced by her more than slightly exotic accent. “I have always believed in creating an atmosphere of friendship among those willing to accept it,” Celestia stated. “Yes. And the thanks for touring of your castle. It is beautiful,” the Ambassador said as she took in the various stain glass portraits in the hallway. “Thank you. My sister and I have tried to maintain a welcoming and attractive home,” Celestia bowed her head slightly as she spoke. “Oh yes! Your sister I would like to meet.” The Ambassador’s eyes lit up. “Moon Princess Luna, yes?” “Yes, of course.” Without effort Celestia knew the time of day, the position of her sun flawless in its journey. “She should be awake and in our private sitting room. I’m sure she would be more than happy to meet you.” Turning down the next hallway brought the pair of mares to a large set of double doors, emblazoned with a sun on one door and a moon on the other. The golden glow from Celestia’s horn lit up and gently eased the doors open. Moving to one side, Celestia gestured for the Ambassador to enter the room. Celestia followed closely behind. “Welcome home, Sister.” The voice was low and sultry, coming from a long chaise near the fireplace on the far side of the room. Celestia stopped cold. Her eyes became saucers and her jaw dropped too far for her to call it back and speak at the moment. There, reclined with her back to the door, was her sister, clad in long black fishnet stockings. She did manage a few guttural sounds, however. “Guh, buh nuh, Luhna.” Rolling over, Luna turned to face the room. A long red rose clad between her teeth came into view as she moved. When she saw the two mares in the room she froze. The pupils of Luna’s eyes shrank to dots. A second later she spit the rose out onto the floor and smiled awkwardly. “Uh…hi,” Luna said. “Oh!” The Ambassador smiled back. “Is THAT kind of family!” “No, no!” Celestia ran in front of her. “My sister was just…just…” She spun to Luna. “Tell her what you were doing!” Luna stared at them both and then down at the rose on the floor. She looked back up at them and swallowed. “Grazing?” “Is called grazing here?” The Ambassador laughed. “I approve.” The Ambassador reached around to her back and pulled the blanket off, dropping it on the floor. Immediately she began pacing over towards the chaise, her hips swaying wide and her eyes half lidded. Again Luna swallowed, and looked past the encroaching mare towards her sister. “Tia?” “Run with it,” Celestia mumbled. “Think of it as…diplomacy.” With a touch of magic, Celestia closed the door.