Fallen Kingdom

I had already lived about a hundred years, give or take a few. Being a princess was amazing. I was beautiful, like Celestia and Luna. Tall, strong, long mane; I had it all. I was powerful, not to mention the fact that my friends had all been made semi-immortal. They hung around the castle, though they weren't nearly as tall as I.

The day after my coronation, I was taken back to Ponyville to pack my things, leaving the books there so that everypony could still read. Rainbow, Fluttershy, Pinkie, Applejack, and Rarity had all been moved to Canterlot so that they could be near me all the time. Celestia cast an anti-aging spell on them so that their Elements of Harmony wouldn't die with them. Things started dying down after the first month. The celebrations stopped and I began my royal duties as princess. I went to visit the Crystal Empire to speak with Cadance about how we could work together to make the Crystal Empire more accessible to the general population of Equestria (transportation became increasingly harder as the ride was very long).

After about a year, my friends found their places around the world. As litteral incarnations of Harmony, they decided to spread to the far corners of the Earth. Rainbow Dash went to the Changeling Empire, Fluttershy went to the Griffon Empire, and Applejack went to the Zebra Empire, Pinkie went to the Merpony Empire (I thought it was an old filly's tale!) and Rarity went to the Angelic Empire, far from where we were. We had effectively stationed ourselves in a perfect pentagram, with me being in the middle. Because this was our normal formation, there was always an invisible band of magic holding the six empires in peace. War never broke out, and nothing bad ever happened.

How could I have guessed that everything would go wrong?