The Grand Pegasus Enclave
The Grand Pegasus Enclave
The Enclave, the Enclave never changes. I have always been with the Enclave, from life to death I shall stay, and that's the way it was meant to be. "Good morning sir, how may I help you this morning, breakfast maybe?" My servant flies towards my side and asks with a smile in his face, he obviously hates me. "You know, with the way you talk to me, Id think you'd be planning some plot to over through me." my solemn expression shows my boredom with the subject, and really with Enclave life as a whole. living as royalty in the Enclave doesn't make much room for excitement so my days are usually mono-tone. the white cloud walls don't make it any easier for me to have any change in life here, sometimes I just want to throw a bucket of paint at the wall and see if it sticks. but I know it wouldn't. "You seem down sir, are you sure you don't need anything?". "No, I'm quite alright thank you."
"Are you cer-" "YES! I don't want your help! now leave me alone!" I scream at the servant in blind rage because of boredom, and slight bi-polar attitude. The servant says nothing as he turns and runs as fast as he can down the hall. My two sons and wife had awoken and walked out of their rooms as soon as I screamed, "Whats wrong daddy?" My two twin sons say in unison. a trick my servants taught them; I always hate it when they do that. "Its ok," I lean down and pat them on the head, "Daddy just got mad at somepony for asking to many questions." I give a deathly stare down the hall even though the servant was long gone.
