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// Prologue: Improper Analysis  
// Story: Firefrost; Royalty 
// by Jedi1790 
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Celestia sat upright to glance toward her mails.  The two sisters had a brother, who they ensured to not discuss about. But this signed day, a letter popped into Celestia’s inbox. She was adjusted toward a light sob as she sighted the envelope; the one that her brother used. 
Speedily, she recalled the memories about him… “Bloody oblivion…” She had literally not realized her brother for quite some time, and the thought of opening the letter was an embarrassment for her. But she shook it off and gazed upon the words. Then she initiated to read what remained written on the letter:

Hey, Celestia! Long time since we’ve met… I am your brother, Firefrost. I hope you remember me. What I am here to announce is essential. I will be arriving at Canterlot in few days, and I'm coming there to check on everything. Though I am sorry of my absence as our mother took me away (you know where), and I hope that you’d forgive me. I have nothing else to announce.
Sincerely, Firefrost

Celestia’s face frowned as she read through the letter, putting it aside her desk. “Wow… You…” she thought to herself. Although Firefrost remained as her brother, she could not forget any of his work. 
“Why did you call me, TIA?!” Luna bashed the door open with magic. 
“I didn’t call you for anything, just something tragic…” 
“What is it?” 
“You know our brother Firefrost? He’s coming here…”
“Oh, no...”
Their worst fear had established into actuality, and their mind actualized it. And within their mind, they knew exactly what would cost… But what appeared as into happening, it seemed as if an unpleasant mind would be explored due to Celestia, and as since she remained patient for her brother, she stood assured that Firefrost would remain motionless. “See you here, I suppose…”
“Tia… You sure this is a safe task for us to complete? Take care over Firefrost…? It seems as if he is… He is-“
“You’re finding the word tough? Tight?” Celestia responded.
“In a sense of actuality, it seems as if he is anxious in every corner… Not sure if it is a masquerade or so, he is simply an anarchist as sch…” 
The two sisters pondered upon their mind, and since they did not find experience upon this subject, it felt as if it was irrelevant for their submission.