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// Re-Part III Chapter i 
// Story: Beautiful Rainbows, Unicorns, and Rainbow Unicorns 
// by GamingWolf 
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	Princess Celestia let out a content sigh as she laid in bed. Darqlon kissed her neck and nuzzled her affectionately. 
"That was... incredible," Celestia admitted with a giggle.
"It was something new to experience as an alicorn, yet just as fun as I remembered, but even better than I imagined," he grinned devilishly and they shared a passionate kiss. 
"I-I am glad you were my first, Darqlon," she confessed coyly.
Darqlon grinned, "As am I," his kissed her, "I only hope to spend more time with you like this."
"As do I," she professed. 
They stared into each other's eyes until they gave into their exhaustion. 
Darqlon waited until he was certain Celestia had gone into a deep sleep before getting out of bed. He resisted the urge to kiss her before he spirited himself away. Celestia awoke and sighed dishearten. She did not want her suspicions to be correct. 

Twilight Sparkle felt his teleportation spell and immediately headed for the Everfree Forest. Once there, it did not take her long to find Darqlon headed for her old castle. The memories of her past exploits here filled her mind. Her thoughts dissipated when she heard voices. She quickly headed for the voices in the old courtroom. 
She spied Darqlon through the crack of the doors. He held a pony by their head between his fore hooves. 
"If you do not want to talk here, then we can talk back at the dungeons, and do this the real easy way!" he threatened. 
The pony kicked Darqlon in the barrel with its legs, making Darqlon grunt and drop the pony. It did not run away far when a red bolt of magic struck its side. 
Darqlon stood over the pony and sighed, "Then I guess we do this the easy way."
Twilight opened the doors, able to see the room, which had strange glyphs and writing all over the place. Darqlon turned to her, surprised. 
"What are you doing here, Princess Twilight Sparkle?" he questioned as he clasped a muzzle on the pony. 
"I was investigating the rumors," she answered, examining the glyphs, "Why are you here?"
"Doing the same. I figured if anything strange was going on, that this castle would be a good starting point, considering it is the only structure out here." He levitated the pony with his red magic. 
"My assumptions as well," Twilight nodded. 
"Plus, I figured if I could solve this case, I would get extra brownie points with Celestia," Darqlon chuckled, walking past the purple alicorn, motioning to her to follow. 
She walked with him, "Did that pony confess?"
"Sadly not. I will ask Wolf to track a recently disappeared pony in the morning, with your permission, Princess Twilight Sparkle." 
"You have my permission," Twilight confirmed, "but I will bring this up with Princess Celestia." 
"Absolutely."
"I will ask Grey to lend you a. . . hand."
"I do not think that will be a good idea, Princess. I have asked him to make the items we require to reform the Changelings. He will be very busy," Darqlon informed. The rush of the night wind greeted the two alicorns when they found themselves outside. "Plus," he added, "Price will be helping me."
"As you wish. I fear for the safety of the ponies," Twilight sighed. 
"I will not fail you nor the ponies," he stated. 
They both flew back to Canterlot and Darqlon locked the prisoner in the dungeon, then they headed to the Night Court to inform Princess Luna. 

Grey worked tirelessly at the forge. The heat, the movements, all of it brought back his memories, and the joy he felt of being one with the forge. He chuckled to himself, the forge, as fiery as any woman, and just as deadly. After the thirty-seventh collar, Grey was able to make them faster and more efficiently, he was working on the fifty-ninth collar when he decided to take a break. When the order was done, he thought about going prospecting across the land in search of the best ore to make his armor and weapons. He did not need them, but he liked wearing full armor and being armed to the teeth. Plus, he needed to find the perfect jewels and gems for Luna's present. 
Luna. Now that he thought about her, he had not seen her in three days. He still had plenty of platinum left over, perhaps he should make her a necklace to make it up to her. He might as well go the whole way to apologize to her. Better to be safe than sorry. He checked the clock on the far wall. Four hours. He only had four hours to set his plan in motion. Six, he could be late, he was going to apologize to her anyways. 

Kyllgorr knitted happily in his chair by the crackling fireplace. A scarf began to take shape in his lap. Amy paced around the room nervously. 
"Are you going to live in the castle forever?" Amy asked.
"I don't know. For now, I guess I will. Why?" he put down his needles, focusing on the red unicorn.
"It's nice and all, but I miss having my own home and able to do whatever I want," she sighed, "I know being the 'Antiqon Liaison' is a special privilege, but I want to go home." She placed her hooves on his knees, "I want us to go back home." 
Kyllgorr rubbed her cheek, "Okay. I'll go tell Celestia we are leaving."
"You can do that?" her ears perked up.
"I would like to see her try to stop me," he grinned.