Canterlot, Capital of Equestria, is a beautiful city with many awe inspiring views. Spiraling mansions and the Canterlot gardens, where you can stay and relax away from the rich life that most have in the Capital.
But that isn't the only landmark the city could offer, the best one was the Royal Palace. The Palace is where Princess Celestia and the newly returned Princess Luna lived and ruled the country, but at this very moment, something was happening inside the palace.
Inside the palace there was many heavy tapestries covering the hallways and the Throne Room. It had two thrones, one for each of the ruling sisters, but only one sister was currently inside the throne room pacing back and forth.
Princess Celestia paced back and forth, thinking of what she should when the messenger returned. I wish he would get here sooner, She thought. I hope king Bodolf will listen to me.
She paused as she heard the door being opened behind her, she turned to see the messenger returning with a sealed envelope that contained the seal of King Bodolf. The messenger walked up to her, he kneeled in front of her and bowed.
“Your Highness.” The pony said, slightly out of breath. “King Bodolf has replied.”
“Just an envelope? Is that all Private Crescent Paradise?” Princess Celestia ask, I wonder what's inside.
Crescent nodded his head. “Yes Your Highness, that‘s all he gave me.”
“Well, thank you private.” Celestia’s horn lit up with a golden glow and the envelope disappeared off of Crescent’s back and reappeared next to Celestia. “You may leave now, Crescent.”
“As you wish your highness.” Crescent returned to a standing position and slowly back away.
Celestia then turned her attention to the envelope. “Let's see what's inside,” she said to herself while opening the envelope.
Dear Princess Celestia,
I don't know anything about this “Empire” you’re referring to, I wish to learn more about it before we strike a deal.
If you don't mind, you should arrange a visit to our kingdom again, but do not tempt me to do anything rash. My family still remembers what you did all those years ago. I won't forget it to easily.
Signed.
King Bodolf.
Celestia let out a sigh of relief and teleported the envelope away, then she used her magic to summon some ink, parchment, and a quill. She thought about it for a while of what to reply, she wrote:
Dear King Bodolf.
I will gladly accept your invitation and in answer to your question about the Empire, but remember, it was your family's fault that did this. I was just simply protecting.
Signed,
Princess Celestia.
P.S. I will be there in a week.
Celestia then proceeded roll up the paper and call Crescent Paradise over. “Private Crescent.” She said across the room.
Crescent Paradise ran over to the other side of the room where Princess Celestia was at. “Yes, Your Highness.” He said, bowed. “What do you wish of me?”
Celestia levitated the paper over to him. “I need you to deliver this to King Bodolf as quickly as possible,” she commanded as Crescent snatched it from the air.
“As you wish your highness.” Crescent then bolted out of there, just leaving dust at his wake where he was.
Princess Celestia sighed. ‘It's finally over for now,’ she thought. As she was about to get on on her throne.
“Sister!”
“Good thing she doesn't know.”
A blue maned alicorn came into her view with one of her maids following closely behind her. “Sister.”
“What is it Luna?”
Luna then proceeded to wave a shower cap in front of her. “This maid wanteth me to useth this foul charm suppressing cap in the shower.” She outrage. “I shall not allow myself to beest subject'd to this kind of treatment.” She turned to the maid in question, who simply facehoofed.
“Please Princess Luna,” pleaded the maid as she tried to calm Princess Luna down. “It will not, I repeat, it will not suppress your magic and turn you into a mindless slave.” She said rolling her eyes. “Now, can you get back to the shower and put that cap on.”
“I shall not submit to thy demands!” Princess Luna yelled. “Begone foul creature.” Her horn then proceeded to glow blue and the shower cap that the maid had started to float away.
“Hey! come back here!” The surprised maid yelled, chasing after the shower cap that was floating out of the room.
“Huzzah! Bid thy master yond. I shall nev'r submit.”
“Luna.” Celestia finally talked after seeing all that. “How many times do I have to tell you, stop thinking that everything new is evil.”
“But Sister,” protested Luna. “Can't thee see yond equestria is corrupt.” She stated while pointing at the sky. “The nobles art slobs and honorless, the royal guards art just f'r showeth and everypony is disliking 'r hating the different races of equestria.” Luna pointed out. “Coequal the household of blue hast changed. I'm asham'd yond the headeth of the house is ‘Prince’ Blueblood.” Luna said in disgust. “If 't be true he wast born a thousand years ago with his attitude and portance, his family would hath sent him to the Augurer of Cavanaugh so they couldst teacheth him a lesson 'r two about being a gentlecolt!”
“I know,” Celestia admitted. “But times have changed since you were banished 1000 years ago. Equestria is finally at peace.”
Princess Luna snorted.
But Celestia still she continued on. “But it’s true, you have seen it with your own eyes.”
“But how long 'twill it last?” Luna ask, worried. “All t's going to taketh t's just one to collapse everything, just one nonce to knap everything down.”
Celestia couldn't think what to say.
“Anon sister.” Luna said, finally compose herself. “I did bid thee valorous well.” With that Princess Luna left the throne room, leaving Celestia all alone.
Celestia then let out a sigh and trotted over to her sister's throne, she then used her magic to lift the pedestal from where it sat; revealing a hole underneath it. Ah, there it is. She pulled out a box covered with dust and cobwebs, opening it.
Inside the box was a sword, gleaming from the light inside the room, she then used her magic again. She made a bottle of ink, paper and quill appear. She started writing down what she needed to do. ‘Please forgive me Luna, but I need this for something important.’
Prologue: The end of the chapter.