“Oh, where are my manners. I forgot to introduce myself. I am Princess Luna, co-ruler of Equestria. How are you today?”
“…Excuse me?” I asked as my drawing hand slowly stopped.
“How are you doing today?”
“I… I’m sorry, but this is the first time anyone-”
“Anypony.”
“-or anypony has asked me how I’m doing. They usually just start talking about themselves.”
“Then take your time with a response. First impressions are everything, I’ve been told.”
“…I’m fine,” I eventually answered only to be met with silence and an expectant stare.

“…And?”
“…Oh, and how are you doing Princess?”
“I could be doing better, to tell you the truth.”

So the main character is male? Funny, I honestly hadn't caught on to that. I may have missed those details completely. The image you picked for the "cover" may also have been a contributing factor. Either way, I'm very much enjoying these "sessions" and eagerly look forward to what sort of dark and twisted secrets the ponies are hiding.

This is a pretty interesting read. Keeping this one on my watch list for updates.

I wonder what Derpy/Dizty/Muffins would have to talk about...

Maybe she resents Dinky? Maybe she is super intelligent and not taken seriously? Maybe she needs to confess to a heinous crime (and it is something silly and innocent)

Since Luna is royalty she should pay extra for sessions. That's my opinion.

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7467145 Well she likely may have accidentally killed 'somepony' from her delivery job and covered it up as a mauling from the Everfree Forest.

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Poor Dinky growing up thinking timberwolves mauled her father to death.

I really hate it when every hie, they are all cowards when it comes to them royal horses.

Truthfully I see nothing cowardly about him. In fact he seems quiet brave

The only way not to cower in fear, would be if you have power to back yourself up against someone as powerful as Luna. Most humans are disconnected to the spectra of magic in Equestria. MAGIC IS OP. So if you don't have it, or some other power. It would be suicide to bad mouth a royal.

“…Tread lightly, human,” she said as she looked me right in the eyes, “this world may not be as innocent as you think.”

Pot calling the kettle black