by Bekdontraz
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His horn aglow with arcane might Lord Solaris set the sun on its morning path. His duty done he then turned once more to face the problem laying in his bed. His royal chambers looked as though a hurricane had blown through the room, atleast that was what he kept telling himself. The truth of the matter was the scent and scene were easily read by anyone with a passing understanding of pony sexuality.
He stood at the threshold, the near silence of the room seeming to accuse him of his misdeed from the night before. The seasonal scent lingered in the air of his room and he felt a shiver run down his spine. He shook his head clearing it and with a simple spell cleaned the air of the room out. That only left the problem at hand, the source of his shame.
Twilight Sparkle lay on his bed, most of her form tangled in his sheets. Her head lay on his pillow with a contented smile on her lips. She made no noise as she breathed slowly in her sleep.
Solaris smiled sadly, ever since his student had begun to mature he’d found himself attracted to her naive inquisitiveness, but he had always kept himself in check until last night. Now he could blame it on the season, or the fact of how long it had been for himself since he’d lain with a mare, but the truth of the matter was that he already cared deeply for her. He simply wished they hadn’t given in to instinct and passion first.
With a sigh he walked over to softly kiss her sleeping forehead.
“Sleep tightly my little bookworm..” He whispered to her before stepping through the door to his private bath chambers.