Celetia teleported into one of the private reading rooms in the library, which Luna had set up as her abode, and then quickly blushed and teleported away. Her sister, though, sensed the teleportations and decided to put down her work and find out what the day princess was going to say. Luna chose to walk around the castle to find her sister. Teleportation did leave traces, but it did not suffice to try to trace them in the castle, where unicorns regularly teleported everywhere. It did not even work for the princesses to track one another to their private quarters, because they teleported very often, plus there was the occasional guest they brought along.

Luna looked in Celestia’s bed-chamber for her sister, but there was only a royal guard wondering why Celestia was not in bed when there was no pressing matters to attend to. Discouraged, Luna kept looking throughout the castle, saving time by avoiding the kitchens, where she knew there was a zero percent chance of finding the princess of the day. Just when she was about to think the impossible had happened and Celestia would be found in the kitchen, Luna spied her sister pacing in the throne room, now with a second royal throne, obviously anxious and planning something.

Luna approached her sister and said, “If there was anything that needed worrying about during the night, I am a more than capable pony to handle the situation. Go and rest. I know we do not need sleep, but it does do wonders for the royal mood. It is no wonder the other ponies do it so often.”

Celestia responded, “The problem is, dear sister, that I am worried about you.”

“Why? I am no longer jealous that the ponies sleep through the night. The treatises on equine anatomy I studied said that our eyes do not work as well in the dark, and I now understand that they choose to sleep at night because they otherwise would bump into things when they try to go about their usual activities.”

“No, Luna, don’t be ridiculous,” her older sister responded, “I was not worried that you would become jealous again. I am worried about some of your other emotions, though.”

“Is that why you popped into my study? Why did you leave instead of telling me then?”

“I did want to talk to you, but when I saw your activities, I figured that you would rather be left alone. Plus, it seemed you had solved your problem.”

“Wait? You were concerned about that aspect of my life? Really?” Luna angrily responded. Before Celestia could respond, Luna continued, “So, if you saw I had evidently solved that problem, why are you still thinking about it?”

Celestia waited a short while to see if her sister had any more angry questions before responding, “I decided that you were not completely alright right after I left. You are the princess of the night, you deserve better than your own hooves. Especially after a thousand years on the moon, you need much better. I know you have had threesomes with your assistant and her special somepony, but you should look into other ponies and have your own life.

“I am truly sorry I forgot to knock before teleporting,” she continued, “but I was the only pony instigating those kinds of activities around here for a thousand years and I had, and usually have, an open door policy.”

Luna was wondering what her older sister implied with this. She remembered that they had tried enjoying each other to prevent any unnecessary heirs and to keep the size of the extended royal family down, but it was a less than satisfactory experience. However, Luna did wonder if Celestia was offering. Just because it was not the experience they had planned and hoped for, did not mean that it was awful; both princesses would not mind repeating the experience again if the other asked; it simply meant that the cabal of royal guards would keep its numbers high. Luna took this as an offer from her fellow princess and inquired whether that was indeed the case.

Celestia responded in the negative and explained, “What you need is not royal reconnecting time, but several stallions nailing you until you can’t canter for a week. Let me know how that goes for you; it works wonders for me.”
With that advice, Luna retreated to her quarters after a quick consultation with the head of the night guards about noise regulations in Canterlot.

Author's Note

Here we are once again. This time, I'll upload the chapters as I finish them (not entirely true; the later chapters will probably be finished out of order)