Beautiful Music *Minor Mature Content*

To say that the benefit concert was a success would be a huge understatement. Everything from the food to entertainment went without a hitch; even Octavia accepting her place in the herd and acknowledging Luna as her Alpha. Speaking of Octavia, she now wore a black velvety collar embroidered with diamonds and a single one of my scales in the front, symbolizing her role as Luna's and mine. The citizens of Ponyville didn't need to worry about there not being enough funds to support everypony, due to the large amount of donations that were given. Even those with very little to give gave all they could. The plan was set in motion for the princesses and several construction ponies to meet up and discuss rebuilding. When the event was over, Luna took great care in asking for Octavia to stay with her later that evening. Of course, not wishing to upset her new Alpha, Octavia agreed and asked if I would be there. Her ears fell back when she was told that I was not until later. Which was true since I had asked to speak to Celestia after the event.

I sat in Celestias's private chamber next to a large fireplace. The heat of flames doing wonders to warm me up as my sail absorbed more heat. The lush, red carpet almost felt like it was inviting me to sleep on it; it softness caressing my claws and tickling my stomach as I laid down. The solar monarch sat on a couch in front of the fireplace, sipping on a cup of warm tea she ordered from a maid. on the nightstand that sat next to said couch, was a plate of half eaten cake that she picked at. The soft glow of the fireplace bathed the large suite in an orange glow, casting dancing shadows around the large bed that sat behind us. Large double doors to her private balcony were opened to let the crisp evening air into the room, offering some relief when the fire got too hot. Several doors were littered around the room that must have lead to her bathroom, closet, and who knows where else. Of course I wasn't curious to find out, considering what our conversation was about.

"I understand where you're coming from, dear Nightwind, but why speak to me privately rather than have Twilight or Cadance here?" She took another delicate bite of the chocolate cake and crossed her hooves, "I'm sure my old pupil would have some insight to find a way to take care of our new problem."

She raised an eyebrow when a slightly audible snort escaped my muzzle. "Forgive me, Your Highness, but we both know that this is not a new foe we face, and that Princess Twillight; despite her victories in the past, lacks the kind of experience needed when dealing with a genocide driven cult." I rose to a sitting position and curled my tail in front of me, "These monsters caused the extinction of the human race 500 years ago, and forced the great empires to their knees. No amount of magic or help from the elements can guarantee the safety of all of Equestria's nonpony residents."

"What do you propose then, Legionnaire?"

"I suggest we first figure out how the Enclave is getting funded and supplied. Start with an internal investigation of the noble houses, starting with the more radical ones first. Also consider an audience with the world leaders... all of them." My hesitation seemed to not go unnoticed as Celestia spoke again after a sip of tea.

"Not so thrilled about speaking to the Dragon Lord are you?" A quick golden glow from her horn caused a tea kettle to appear in front of her as she poured herself a new glass, placing it back on its warmer when she had enough. "I'm sure it couldn't be that bad."

I chuckled slightly before responding, accepting a cup that was offered to me. "If only... considering before I left I was in command of numerous horde and second only to the Dragon Lord, but suddenly disappearing and having several of my best soldiers leaving leaves a bad taste on the tongue." A creamy combo of sweet caramel and cocoa with hints of sea-salted almond hit my tongue as I took a drink of the tea offered to me. "This tea is delicious, were did you find this particular blend?"

"Honestly one of the maids offered it along with several other blends she created as a means of kick-starting her own business. Now she owns her own little shop and humbly sells her teas while also filling orders for me and my sister." With a little wink she took another sip of her
own cup.

"I'll have to see this shop next time I stroll through Canterlot with Ruby, I know she'd love this stuff. But we are getting off track, the point is that there is something amiss about a centuries old cult being reborn along with these ancient weapons created by the Minotaurs."

"Indeed there is my friend, but let us retire for the evening. I shall begin investigating the Noble Houses tomorrow once I am rested. And it will take some time for the world leaders to accept my invitation to Canterlot." I let out a yawn after she spoke, "And you have had a long couple of days. We shall speak more later." With a bow i got up and started to exit the room, but was stopped in my tracks when I heard her speak again, her tone almost threatening, "Remember to keep your greed in check, I will not tolerate you hording my ponies for the wrong reasons." After speaking, she turned and headed for her bed, giving me a lot to think about on the way to Luna's room.

The raven haired cellist lay asleep with Luna laying behind her, a soft loving smile adorned her muzzle as she watched the little pony sleep. As I entered farther into the room, my nose was immediately bombarded by two very sweet, and very distinct smells. The scent of the two mare's love making started to drive my instincts made as I made my way over to the two. Luna's pregnant belly filled me with a sense of pride, knowing that the filly inside her would be unique. Should be any month now. I thought to myself as I came closer to her. I couldn't help but see Luna's tail hiked up higher than she usually would, giving me a perfect view of her delicate flower. A guttural groan escaped my throat my nostrils were filled with Luna's scent; my muzzle so tantalizing close to claiming my prize. Only for it to be closed off by an ethereal tail.

"Nice try, my beloved, but Octavia here made sure that I was well taken care of." In a teasing manner she wagged her tail just enough to waft some of her and Octavia's scent. All the while Octavia moaned a little in her sleep as an azure hoof slowly trailed down her back. "Of course that doesn't mean that I'm not going to let you not have any fun. I bet the smell of your pregnant mare, and one fertile mare is driving you insane." The snort I released was all the answer she needed, "Well then, how about we move to the bed? If you could carry Miss Octavia there please." Obediently, I scooted down next to the sleeping cellist. Using my front claws, I carried her over to the bed where Luna already lay. The covers were already drawn back, but Luna's mischievous bed room eyes told me she was planning on something.