As the next day arrived, with nothing planned, Trixie had thought of meeting up with Twilight and her friends. She had quite enjoyed their discussions the previous day, and so she thought spending another day with them would not go amiss. She studied the new mirror, wondering why would it be brought here, as there was already a large enough mirror in the room. Deciding to pursue the matter with her angel at a later time she left her room and tried to find Twilight.
Trixie found the mare along with her five friends in the main corridor on the way out of the castle. "Oh, Trixie. Did you come here to join us? We were just about to go around the city, look at some of the newly opened shops."
"Sounds nice." Trixie replied, nodding her head.
Twilight led the group for a few moments before a thought crossed her mind. "Trixie, yesterday you said something about an 'angel of music'. What did you mean by that?"
"That may need some explaining." Trixie stated before she began to explain the events to Twilight, and Twilight only as the rest wee off in different shops.
Trixie explained many of the various points; how she had first heard the voice: how it had made arrangements for her o ake performances; made arrangements in Canterlot; the few gifts; and so on.
"That sounds hard to believe, but you do have physical proof of this 'angel' so you aren't lying..." Twilight started. "I will ask Celestia who exactly set up your stay in Canterlot so we can pinpoint this 'angel' and who he actually is."
"To be honest, Trixie wonders who he is herself." Trixie replied, "Any questions, so you have a better grasp?"
"Have you ever seen him, even briefly?" Twilight asked "Probably not, but I thought I would put it out there."
Trixie nodded. "Once, during Trixie's Ponyville performance. He came on stage, almost fully covered. His coat was grey."
"Grey? Are you sure? Not many ponies are born grey." Twilight questioned further.
"Could have been what he was wearing, but Trixie swears it was his coat and it was grey." Trixie stated.
"Alright. I will ask Celestia about it when we get back." Twilight said, shortly followed by a guard running towards them, from the direction of Canterlot Castle.
"Everyone who has been staying at the castle for the gala is to return immediately. Princess Luna will explain upon your return."
"Attention, all of you." Luna began, talking to the large crowd gathered in the main hall of the castle, causing chatter to die down. "You are all probably wondering what has caused your hasteful return. Sightings of a strange figure around the castle have begun to surface. This strange figure, who is seemingly able to disappear at will has been called the 'Phantom of the Gala'. If any of you have information on events surrounding this character, report to myself immediately. My sister is currently trying to piece together the reports in her chambers. Do not disturb her."
The chatter started up again as Luna left the stage, and Twilight and Trixie glanced at each other. Could it? Surely not.
The two made their way to Luna through the crowd of entertainers.
"Luna, would you happen to know any description of this phantom?" Twilight asked.
"The only thing I have heard, Twilight, is that he is almost completely covered, no pony has seen what he actually looks like. He wears a cloak, a mask and some armour."
"Could you arrange a meeting with Celestia for us please? It is very important, and we beleive only she knows the answers." Twilight requested.
"I shall try my best Twilight, though my sister is extremely busy." Luna replied, walking off.
Twilight sighed before returning with Trixie to the rest of her group.
That evening, Trixie had retired earlier than usual to her room.
"I apologize for my short absence." The voice of the angel said. "I had other business to attend to."
"It is fine, truly." Trixie replied "It was merely a short absence after all. Trixie assumes you know of the reports of the 'Phantom of the Gala'?"
"Why yes, I do." The voice replied.
At this point, Rarity had finished one of Trixie's dresses and had brought it up to her room, knocking on the door. "Trixie?"
The voice was speaking over this, so Trixie could not quite hear it. It said "Trixie, I believe it may be time to eliminate the anonymity, at least slightly, between us. Look at the mirror I had brought up for you."
"Who is that?" Rarity asked herself, after hearing the voice.
Trixie looked toward the mirror, seeing a faint shape appear. She leaped off of the bed and moved further towards the mirror, seeing the outline of a grey unicorn stallion with a black mane, a mask on his face and a blue cloak covering most of his body.
He held a hoof out, coming out of the mirror. "Come with me." he spoke, the 'angel''s voice. His horn was alight, and Trixie's necklace was glowing, unbeknownst to her.
Trixie stepped in.
A few moments later, the door burst open, Twilight and Rarity on the other side, looking in the room. they had gone.