• Published 8th Jul 2017
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Glory of the Sun - Celesti Lateo



|Self-Insert Fic| I thought being an Alicorn prince would be awesome, because, you know, magic and imortality and knowing souls do exist is kind of awesome, right? Eh, not so much when your new mother is a crazed wannabe goddess.

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Lesson One

I wake up, not that I really want to. Ever since I was reborn in this world I've always woken up with the morning Sun. Come on, let's get up. Brrr, cold. A bit of stretching and....ahhh. Now that I'm ready to get ready, let's get Mac and Cady woken up.

I move over to the side of their bed. Oh, they look so cute, cuddled up together like that. It's good to know Cadance isn't touch-phobic, that would have been complicated to take care of. I'm nearly tempted to let them sleep. Nearly.

I lean right beside Mac's ear.

"Wakey, wakey, Macky."

His ear flick and he moves a little.

"Mgnn... Mom... too...rly..."

Oh, isn't that a shot right to the heart. We'll save her, Mac. I promise.

"C'mon Mac, time to wake up."

He finally opens his eyes. He looks at me, his gaze full of confusion.

"Wha...where am I?"

Is he thinking that yesterday was a dream? Can't really blame him if it's the case.

"My room, Mac. Remember?"

He blinks a few time and finally understanding fill his eyes, as well as sorrow.

"It...it wasn't a dream?"

I place a hoof on his shoulder.

"Sorry, Mac."

"Don't. Just...just don't. I'll be fine."

I'm not so sure about that.

"I know it has been just a day since we met, but I'm there if you need to talk, okay?" I look at the other occupant of the bed. "That goes for you too, Cadance."

Of course she'd wake up. I don't think her sleep was very restful, if the dark circles under her eyes are any indication. Seems it will take more than a Heartsong to help her.

"Okay", they both say.

"Right. Now, up you two! We've got a long day ahead of us and we need to prepare for it."

The door opens, a maid leaning inside the room.

"My Prince, your bath is ready."

"Thank you. I'll be there shortly." I turn to Mac and Cadance. "Come on, follow me."

We exit the bedroom, headed for the bathroom.

"Good morning, Prince."

"Good morning, Proper."

"Go take your bath, I shall bring your slaves to the servant's-"

"They'll bathe with me."

"What? That isn't proper!"

"It isn't, but it's efficient."

"Fine, Prince."

We enter the bathroom and I motion for Cadance and Macintosh to enter the bath first,

"Um, Your Highness...", a maid says, nervously.

"Yes?"

"Do we...do we have to wash...them?"

"Yes.", I say bluntly.

"But-"

"You're not going to die from touching an earth pony. Now stop being childish, that's my job."

"V-very well, Prince."

Resist the urge to sigh. They don't know any better.

Let's get on with this.


Hmm, I feel like a pretty little pony. Which I am. Would have thought I'd get used to it after all these years.

Now, breakfast!

"What are you two doing? The table isn't for things like you!"

Shit.

"Mister Gourmet, is there a problem?"

"Of course there is! These beasts were sitting at the table!"

Cadance looks about ready to cry, with Mac standing very closely to her, clearly ready to protect her.

"I told them to."

"What?"

"What is the point of personal slaves if they are at the other end of the Castle? They will have breakfast with me, at the table."

"But, this isn't-"

"Proper? Am I not the Prince? Do I not have a say in what is proper or not?"

"O-of course you do, Your Highness!"

"Then, for the sake of practicality, they will eat with me and they will eat the same thing as me. I want them to be in the best condition possible, and proper nutrition is an essential component of that."

The chef bows his head.

"Very well, Your Highness."

Why is nothing ever easy? I move over to Cadance and Mac, leaning close to Cady.

"Are you okay?", I whisper.

She nods.

"Come on, sit.", I say, louder.

We proceed to do so, and a few moments later servants bring us our breakfast. Mhhm, pancakes...

Mac and Cady look positively astonished.

"What's wrong?"

"N-nothing, Master! We just never...", Mac says.

Right, obviously.

"Eat up. I can guarantee you it's delicious. Though... Cadance?"

"Y-yes?"

"Mind swapping dishes with me?"

"Um, no?"

"Perfect!", I say, switching them with my magic.

I look at it. Seems pretty much the same.

I take a bite and...no, it's perfectly normal. Good, if he had botched it deliberately...

Whatever. Pancakes!


"Prince, Lord Armour has arrived."

"Show him to my bedroom, please."

The maid walks out and Shining walks in a few moments later.

I hop off the bed and go hug him.

"Hello, Shiny!"

"H-hello, Solus!", he squeaks out.

Gosh, he's so adorable!

"So, ready to learn?"

"Y-yes!"

What's with the look of determination in his eyes? It's not a bad thing, but...where did it come from? Bah, let's not look the gift horse in the mouth.

...

Is that racist? Well, I'm an equine, but...

Anyway.

"Good! Before I show you your new tutors, I'd like you to meet my..."

What do I call them? I don't want to call them slaves, but Shiny won't understand if I call them friends.

"...companions, Macintosh and Cadance."

"Oh, is those your gifts? I like the pink one, she's pretty!"

Really? Uh. I wonder...

Um, Cadance didn't seem to like it though, she's hiding behind Mac, shaking slightly.

"Uh, Shiny, please don't call her that..."

"Why not, what's the problem with it?"

Kids are innocent, right?

*sigh*

"Shiny, don't call them it, please."

"W-why? Isn't that what we're supposed to call them?"

"Did your mother tell you that?"

"Yes..."

"Well, she's wrong. They are ponies too, just as intelligent and capable of feelings as us."

"But...why are they slaves then?"

Well, ain't that a fucking thorny question.

"Well-"

"Because your Empress is a monster, that's why."

Lard damn it, Macintosh!

"No she's not! How dare you call her that?!"

"She is too!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

Well, they are children, I don't know what I was expecting...

"Calm down, both of you!"

"But he started it!", they both say, pointing at each other.

*siiiigh*

"Maybe, but you have to be two to fight."

"Aren't you angry about what he said?", Shiny says.

Not particularly? Can't answer that, though...

"No, because I understand why he said it."

"Uh? W-what do you mean?"

"As I said, they're like us, but they have to be slaves. Would you like to be a slave?"

"N-no!"

"Then why would they?"

He looks down, and remain silent, before raising his head slightly.

"Isn't that what they're supposed to be, though?", he asks in a small voice.

"Shiny, I'm not angry, okay? And they're not. My...Mother...might say otherwise, but I know Mac and Cady can feel the same emotions as me. It's not fair, what they, and so many others, are going through."

"But Celestia-"

"Celestia is just a pony! An old one, but a pony nonetheless."

"But she's an alicorn!"

"So am I! You don't see me torturing foals and pillaging and raping and murdering!", I shout.

Shiny stumbles back, clearly panicking, hard.

"Shiny, I-"

*sob*

"i'm sorry, please don't hurt me, i'm sorry, sorry, so sorry..."

I hug him, wings and all.

"It's okay Shiny", I say in a soft voice. "I didn't mean to shout."

"You're -snrkk- you're n-not angry?"

"Not at you, no."

I let him cry it out and after a while he's calmed down. I let go of him.

"S-sorry, I know I'm a crybaby-"

"You're six.", I deadpan. "Crying is perfectly normal."

"Right..."

"Anyway. Slaves are people too, even the non-equine."

"But why would Celestia allow it if it's wrong?"

"I don't know, Shiny. I wish I knew."

I really do. There's enough evidence to support the theory that Celestia was good once, so I'd really like to know what happened.

"Oh..."

"Anyway, I consider them my friends."

"Friends?"

"Yes. And they can be yours too, if you want." I turn to Mac and Cadance. "Well, if they're okay with it."

Mac step closer to us.

"I am. Sorry for being mean."

"Uh, m-me too. I... I'd like to be your friend."

Mac smiles at him.

"Anyone Solus calls a friend must be worth it. I'd be happy to be your friend, Shiny."

Shining seems weirded out by a slave calling him that, but he looks happy nonetheless.

I get close to Cadance.

"What about you, Cady?", I ask softly.

"Um, what Mac said. I-I would be happy to be your friend too, Sh-Shiny."

"T-thank you. Sorry for calling you pretty-I mean-"

"Calling her pretty isn't the problem, Shiny. She just...had a bad experience with stallions finding her pretty."

"Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"It's okay.", Cadance reply meekly.

"Anyway, we can't stay here any longer or we'll be tardy. Proper!"

Proper enters the room.

"You called, Prince?"

"Bring Shining to his lesson please."

"Of course, Prince. Come along, Lord Armour."

I smile at Shiny.

"Don't worry Shiny, I'm sure you'll do great."

He smiles shyly.

"O-okay."

I shake my head, amused.

"Have a good day, Shiny. I'll see you later."


"Okay, now let's get us started on you two."

"Uh, what do you mean, Solus?"

Oh, Mac looks worried. How cute.

"I mean we're going to go visit the Court Physician."

"The court what now?"

"The Court Physician. He's the one who make sure the residents of the Castle are healthy."

"Why do I need to go to some fancy-schmancy magic... something? I feel fine!"

"Exactly, you feel fine, that doesn't mean you are."

"Well, I am!"

"Mac, you can't know that. Do you really think your owner cared enough to make sure your environment was sanitary."

"Sanita-what?"

Right, kid. Illiterate kid. I hope I won't make him feel bad all the time.

"Healthy. Even if you feel fine, what about Cadance?"

He visibly deflates at that.

"What about her?"

"Do you really think she's as strong as you? No offence."

"None taken."

"W-well, I... Ugh, fine! Let's go see the physian!"

"Physician. Thank you, Mac."

"Yeah, yeah..."

We head out, toward the Infirmary. It's not that far, since it's meant to be close to the quarters of the Royal family. We soon reach it and I open the door.

"Oh, Your Highness! What can we do for you?", a nurse asks.

"I would like to have my new companions examined."

"Of course, Your Highness! I'll go get the Physician immediately."

She leaves to do just that. I turn to Cadance.

"Cady, If you feel uncomfortable, you just have to tell me, okay?"

"O-okay."

I smile.

"Don't worry. It's their job to make ponies feel better. If they do it improperly, they won't be doing it at all in the future."

The nurse comes back, with a stallion following behind.

"Ah, Your Highness! I presume those two are my patients today?"

"Yes. I want them to be in the best condition possible. Be careful with the pink one though, she... has had issues with wandering hooves."

"Really? Despicable! To do that with a foal... Ah, well, this way."


That went better than I expected.

"Hold still!"

"But it feels weird!"

Oh, Mac...

At least Cadance's examination was done without any trouble.

"Mac, let him do his job."

"But it's all tingly!"

"That's magic, now stand still so I can finish."

And Mac is still squirming.

"Mac! Stand still!", I say.

Wooh, I don't like the feeling I just got.

Neither did Mac, apparently. He's standing straight as a tree and as still as one.

Wait...

Did I Order him?

Oh, shit!

"There, done! It will take a moment before I have the results, Prince. Please wait here."

He leaves and as soon as he do I make a beeline for Mac. I lean in close, but he scoots away.

"Mac, I'm sorry, I didn't... It activated on its own."

"Yeah, right..."

"I swear I didn't... I swore I would take care of you, do you really think I'd break an oath to Harmony?"

He rubs his foreleg, looking uncertain.

"No..."

"I'm really sorry, I didn't know it was so easy to activate. I'll try my best not to do it again."

"Okay..."

*sigh*

I guess that's the best I can get.

"Your Highness?"

"Yes?"

"The Physician is ready to see you in his office."

"Right. Lead the way."

I make to leave, but I turn my head to look at Mac before I reach the door. He's looking away, with Cadance shyly trying to comfort him. Ugh, I really messed up.

I soon enter the office.

"Ah, my Prince, please, sit."

I do as he asks.

"Is everything alright?", I ask.

"Hmm, a bit of malnutrition and a few bruises and cuts, but otherwise, nothing time won't heal."

I breathe a sigh of relief.

"Good. Thank you sir. Will that be all?"

"I think so, Your Highness."

"Then, thank you for your services. Have a good day."

"You too, Prince."

I leave his office and go back to where Mac and Cady are.

"Hey you two."

"Hey..."

Mac...

"The Physician said that the both of you were fine."

"I told you I was..."

*sigh*

"Come on, we're leaving."


"Ah, Prince, you are back."

"Yes, Proper. What is it?"

"What do you wish your companions to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, they need to be trained for whatever purpose you assign them."

Oh, like Mac wasn't pissed off enough yet.

"Give me a moment, I want to talk with them."

"What is there to talk about?"

"What they've already learned, what they think they'd be best suited for...There's many reasons why I want to ask them in order to make the best decision possible."

"Very well, my Prince."

"I'll be in my bedroom."

We head inside and I close the door behind us.

"So...", I begin.

"Do we have to?"

Oh he'll hate this.

"Yes. You're supposed to serve me, you'll have to play the part."

"What about a simple servant? Cleaning, dusting-"

"I already have those. Your role must be unique."

"Oh..."

"I did think about something..."

"What is it?"

"You could be my bodyguard."

"Your bodyguard?"

"Yeah. It would give you an excuse to learn how to fight, which you'll probably have to. If you still want to help me, I mean."

"Of course! I...I know you didn't mean...I'll do it. I'll learn how to fight."

I smile a little.

"Good. As for you Cadance, well..."

"Say it, what do you need me to be?"

What?

"What? I don't want you to-"

"You want to help everyone, right?"

"Yeah...?"

"Then I want to help, any way I can."

And I thought she'd be radically different from the show's Cadance...

"Your previous owner probably wanted you to become a concubine or something. And you'll be exactly that."

"What? No, she won't!", Mac says.

"Calm down. A concubine is meant to entertain their master. While usually they do that by more...carnal means, they can also do so in other ways."

"Other ways?", Cadance asks.

"Music and poetry, mainly."

"So I'll learn how to sing?"

"Not just that. You'll also learn how to read and write, very important skills if you want to help me in the quagmire that is imperial politics."

"You want to help with politics?"

"Yes. They'll underestimate you. They'll ignore you if you're in the same room, allowing you to eavesdrop. They'll let you in their quarters if they think you're a maid, where your ability to read will come in handy."

"Oh, that sounds...complicated."

"It is. But that's not all. As an alicorn, would it not be normal for my concubine to be better trained? Literature, philosophy, mathematics, economy, rhetoric! You'll learn all of that! You'll know more than any lady of the Court!"

"You...you really think I can do that?"

"I'm sure of it!", I say, smiling.

"O-okay, I'll try my best!"

"That's the spirit! Is there anything either of you would like to add?"

Mac and Cadance look at each other.

"I don't think so.", Mac says.

"Good, let's go back to Proper then."

We move out of the bedroom and back to the lobby.

"Proper?"

"Have you decided, Prince?"

"Yes. Macintosh", I point to Mac, "will be trained to be my bodyguard."

"Hmm, he does have the stature for it...what about the girl?"

"She will be trained to be my concubine."

"Concubine? Are you not a little young for this?"

Little? Understatement of the year.

"Not in that way. I want to be able to hold sophisticated conversations with her, I want her to sing for me, I want her to help me with my assignments. She will learn all of that."

"Is that not too much, just for a slave?"

"Am I not a Prince? Do I not deserve the best there is?"

"I suppose you do, Your Highness. Very well. You", he says, pointing at a maid, "bring the filly to Lady Aurora Verse. Tell her she is to be taught everything she knows."

Uh, sweet. Aurora was always one of my favourite teacher. I wonder if I'll share a lesson with Cadance?

The maid ushers Cadance out, though I manage to give her a reassuring smile before she leaves.

"My Prince", Proper resumes, "come with me."

"Where are we going?"

"The barracks. I am sure Major Iron Rod would prefer to take care of his training himself."

Definitely not one of my favourite teacher.


"Ah, Prince Solus! I thought you got to be a bum and do nothing for the next few days."

Oh, Iron Rod, how I missed you.

"We are not here for the Prince, Major." Proper says.

"You're not? Who-Oh, is that your new slave? Want to make him your bodyguard, eh?"

I nod

"Indeed."

"What, the Guard ain't enough for you?"

"Not if they're on patrol at the other end of the Castle rather than in my bedroom."

"Meh. Fair enough. Well, no point in dawdling, let's get to work!"

I turn to Mac.

"Don't worry. He's harsh, but fair."

Usually.

"Okay, Master." Mac says.

"Right, come here pipsqueak."

Mac stands before the Major, a determined look on his face.

"Eh, I like the look in your eyes, maggot. I'd let it be in one of my soldiers. Doesn't fit something like you though."

Wait, what?

"Prince, give me full authority over him."

"W-why?"

"To train him, of course! To break him down, and forge a suitable weapons from the remains."

I never asked for that!

"I don't want a weapon, I want a guard!"

"Bah, pot-ay-to pot-ah-to. By the end of this, he'll obey you without second thoughts."

Nononononono...

What do I do? I can't just tell him no, but I can't let Mac...

SHIT! CALLISE DE TABERNACK D'OSTIE!

"I..."

Mac is staring at me, his eyes full of fear.

'Please', he says, moving his mouth, but with no sound coming out.

Forgive me.

"Macintosh...do your best."

His jaw drop, his eyes clearly relaying his feelings of betrayal.

"Ya head him, maggot. Come on, let's get started."

I'm so sorry! I miscalculated! I...

I made a mistake...

Oh, please, forgive me...