Celestia regally trotted through the castle halls. Specifically, towards the Sun Hall, the area which her chambers were located. Guards of white saluted as she passed. She nodded in acknowledgement. She arrived at the doors of her chambers. The two guards beside the doors opened them and bowed.
Celestia nodded. "Guards, see to it that a Funfetti cake with Vanilla icing and orange and yellow sprinkles is delivered to my room."
"At once, you're Majesty," the guard to the left informed. As he began trotting away, Celestia trotted into her chambers and sighed. She sat down on her Queen-Size bed and began removing her regalia.
She kicked off her golden slippers. She levitated her crown off her head and onto her pristine vanity. She removed the chest-piece with an un-regal struggle of hooves.
As soon as she removed the last of her regalia from her body, her size shrank down to that of the size of Twilight Sparkle. Her mane and tail was now normally placed and had gentle waves of pink. Her horn had shortened, and her wings were now big but not overly huge. She blinked her yellow eyes and sighed again.
Slowly she put on comfortable, fuzzy, pink slippers and a fluffy, yellow bath robe.
Only the castle staff and Twilight and Luna knew of her true form.
A few minutes later of relaxing, Celestia heard a knock at her doors.
"Enter," she welcomed. The guard that had gone to get her cake had returned with her cake.
Celestia's mouth watered a bit at the sight of it. The frosting was perfect. The aroma wafted with pure goodness. The sprinkles shimmered invitingly.
It. Was. Perfect.
"Thanks, sir," Celestia drawled as the aroma hit her. The smell crawled up her nose and infected her body. She felt shivers travel down her spine of the thought of eating her cake.
... But then her thoughts drifted to her protege, Twilight Sparkle.
The young unicorn was fantastic. Very studious, faithful, and powerful.
Celestia let out a sigh. Unfortunately, Twilight didn't know of her blood or true power. It could only be unlocked through Camp. But she wasn't ready for Camp...
Celestia shook her head to clear her thoughts, and she let her mind go back to thinking about the precious cake.
... But something was about to interrupt her time with her perfect cake.