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// Chapter 4: Indirect Brevity  
// Story: Firefrost; Royalty 
// by Jedi1790 
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“Kill it with fire…” A motion of swiftness alongside by an almighty momentum. It stood parallel to what Firefrost considered quite difficult. Magic stood rather essential to Firefrost partially, although the other part remained his dignity. It remains as the fundamental of life; The Essence of Life, from whom we learn. 
Firefrost awoke due to an abrupt but rather still voice which dedicated a devoted tone of merriment. “Morning, brother”, Luna hissed her lips, resounding her words in her mind. 
“What’s the matter?” Firefrost inquired as he sighted Luna’s anxious and intricate expression.    
“Ah, it’s nothing, Firefrost. Lie snugly, and don’t worry in this place”, Luna replied with a relief twisting into relaxation. The crepuscular mare’s dress stood sunny with its smooth white color; addition to that, Luna outfitted into erotic leggings. 
“Wow… She’s… She’s gorgeous.” 
“Don’t look at me like that”, Luna frowned with an exorcism of shoving away. “…But only if you like me…” Luna hopped with undeniably dirty tone of exoticism.
Firefrost thought it as an undirected idea, although he cracked back into actuality as a momentum from her sister snatched onto him from above. He lied in Luna’s bed, and suddenly Luna acquired a quite pointless idea as she attached onto Firefrost from above. 
“What are you doing!?” Firefrost cried as Luna stood above him. 
“Maybe you should turn the page”, Luna replied. Her tone stood incessant of lust, removing all her potentiality from herself. She laid herself over Firefrost, her whole chassis gravitating closer toward Firefrost extraordinarily sturdy figure. 
Her muzzled lied toward Firefrost’s muzzle conspicuously, providing a bizarre feeling of affection. Firefrost felt the similar occurring in his chest, and his mind cooperated with him. Bizarre indeed… And with their conclusive similarity, their muzzle osculated one another’s, and their mind fell into an impious empathy. Their passion impressed one another, and thus their destined happening would acquire its final form… Or will it turn? “You’re good, Firefrost. Sure you have not acquired any of these irrelevant trainings?” 
"Is this The Essence of Love? 
“In life, we enquire upon ourselves. But what we truly love is what we truly effect”, Firefrost trembled. “Ok, get off from me”, Firefrost demanded. 
“Err… Sorry…” Luna glowered and her anxious sensation stonewashed absently. “Let’s get to the dining hall.” Firefrost alongside by Luna descended from the bed, acquiring their attitude toward the dawn day. An analysis demonstrates their analogue toward one another’s soul; however they could not establish it within the public. 
Their gradual although solid motions were predicted toward the frontal door, unlashing it, and exiting out. Their patched themselves with comfy coats and allocated a presence of a dawned enthusiasm. 
“I am so sorry for the happening”, Luna anxiously spoke. “I got too excited…” 
“I suppose that a big brother should provide everything a sister would desire.” Luna bashed Firefrost’s chassis with her own, conducting a rapid reaction which indicated surprise. 
“But thanks…” Luna spoke. “And please, you’re not allowed to speak further onto this topic, agree?” 
“Agreed and promised across my heart.” 
They maneuvered into the great and ancient hall where their appetite would initiate. A long — few ten meter arranged — table stood quite sturdy along the ground as Firefrost glanced impatiently with an authentic feature of fervor. Firefrost’s simplified a great eagerness of relevance of the dawn, and his mind fell upon a decent inquiry of morality.  
His weight seated alongside by his sister, developing a relaxed sensation as they both seated with great pleasure. “When is Celestia coming?” Firefrost queried. “I’m sure she doesn’t want to miss this out. After all, it is a family reunion for a new day.”
“She will come here, don’t worry. She’s always late…” 
“Hey! Firefrost, you seem to be enjoying breakfast!” Celestia hopped in without notification toward the embarked table. Firefrost adjured a weird sensation which flung on his back and focused toward his breakfast. 
“Ah, great… She’s getting garrulous…” Firefrost whispered. 
Celestia’s weight settled down, and joined in for the breakfast. Firefrost sincerely sensed the hackneyed instinct toward Celestia due to the fact of her consistent act. 
Their meal continued within the regular schedule, and they enjoyed as ineffably as they could. “By the way, Firefrost, Twilight will accompany our presence in few moments. She took a break from Pony Ville just to see my brother.” 
“Oh, that is just iniquity… You know that I do not desire new relationships with anyone.” Celestia tried to inure Firefrost into the difficulty of reality; however she could not cope with such thick-skinned mind. Serenity surrounded their arc; their minds focused toward their objective of completion. 
As they ate, the door bashed wide open with militant force. Smoke cleared and vision vacant. Behind the mist, alongside by a mare whom they did not comprehend. Twilight ambled across, motioning toward the central with alacrity. Her mane brushed with bright color, and her coat stood with a cogent, which stood unjustified and without knowledge. Firefrost’s eyes conspicuously glued to her accent, and how she motioned. 
With swiftness, she seated herself beside the arranged table, occupying a position. She did not speak a word, and did not specially occur emotionally. “Well, I cannot observe such boon… It stands as a heritage that runs in the family, I suppose”, Twilight thought as her gaze observed the stallion’s brevity.  
“So, Firefrost, what are you thinking to do today. Twilight shall guide you through the town if you do not insist.”
“My consideration compares the indirect custody toward my thus called nephew, and how his imperious control may affect this town. In other words, I intend to maintain his dignity alongside with my guidance. Not that I desire to, but I should check up on him.” 
“You cannot use indirect custody in that sense”, Twilight responded with an accusing feature. 
“Grammar Nazi”, Firefrost pontifically inclined. (You cannot use inclined in that sense)
“It’s the fundamentals of grammar-literacy, and how relevant its presence plays in my mind.” 
Such indescribable peculiarity and obscure magic… “Who is she?” His mind persuaded to stay out of bounds, and recover his own sentiment first. “Well, what is the verb that conducts atypical observation?”
“Levying!” Twilight replied with an eagerness and entropy which flung Firefrost’s mind. 
“She’s good… Maybe too good…” Firefrost influenced himself to focus onto his own task. 
“Twilight, could you please accompany Firefrost after our meal and demonstrate the path to Blueblood, please?” Celestia spoke. “And to take care whatever is necessary, and you may show him around Canterlot after his objective.”   
“Yes, Princess”, Twilight responded with a cheerful beam of elegance. “So, you’re Firefrost who I’ve been hearing of? Nice to meet you, my name is Twilight Sparkle. I hope that we’ll have good time together…” 
Firefrost instantly sensed a vigorous mean, and whatever it may create. “Good… I guess.” 
They finished with a brusque manner and worked away with a magnanimous style that polished the whole room. “You and Firefrost shall go do your things while I will intend my meetings. Good luck, Firefrost.” 
“I don’t need luck when I know Luna.” Twilight and Firefrost — both youthful — strolled throughout halls, motioning toward   Blueblood. “Oh, I’m just curious about that blue-blooded monster.” Firefrost generally alleged Blueblood as an acquaintance and not as a nephew due to the fact of his imperious and a malediction-like disease of royalty. 
“Don’t judge him, he’s just stubborn. I know your senses.” Those words flourished Firefrost with a tranquility of sentience. 
“She knows perfectly what I should be alleging, however it seems as if her conscience is quite low.” The youths sauntered without a notion of their surroundings. “I know, but maybe he does not deserve a title-“
“-of royalty. I know, but give him a mind, and maybe you’ll go fine with him. You seem as a stiff individual, and I believe that you’re capable of claiming your dignity”, Twilight gave her piece of mind.  
“Well, better to listen to a mare’s thought, otherwise we stallions may end up in a hellhole. Apparently she’s not self-aware of her surroundings; however it is quite clear that even my tranquility cannot behold such immoral essence from that blue-blooded nuisance.”
“We have arrived!” Twilight shrieked and stood before a door. “I’ll see you later. Come and find me at my personal library. Bye!” Twilight confirmed a vague grin on her face and provided a patch of empathy toward Firefrost’s griefs. 
He knocked with patience, waiting for someone to unbolt the door. Nefarious would be the correct sentiment to describe Blueblood and his presence toward this world. 
“Who are you?” a voice shadowed behind the door. 
“Finally we meet again, Blueblood. You are so damned…”