Staring into the Sun

Royal Awakening, and a Humbled Spirit.

A Princess Celestia in the Vogonverse Story

I awoke to the sound of strange, not entirely unpleasant, but certainly unwelcomed music. I lowered the crushed velvet blanket that I had covered up with and looked above the blanket to see Alfie on a dark mirror, like the one in the hall, with what looked like a phonograph in front of him.

“Good Morning your Highness. Master believed that this would aid in waking you up. He desires to have you join him for breakfast, and Master is not a fan of waiting,” Alfie said.

“Surely he could forgive the Princess of Equestria a few minutes more. Why, it’s not even time for me to raise the sun yet,” I replied.

“Your highness the sun is scheduled to rise at six forty-five am this morning. It is currently six thirty. If you wish to partake in the sunrise I suggest that you fully awaken,” Alfie replied.

For a moment I wondered if it would be possible to drag Alfie out of that mirror and throttle him. It seemed the little winged monkey was enjoying this far too much. Finally I closed my eyes and I focused on the spark of magic I had felt yesterday. I felt it clearer than before. I opened my eyes and looked at the crushed velvet blanket and focused on it. A yellow glow of my magic covered it. I watched as it tried to lift off of me. It felt like I was putting more into moving this than I did fighting with Chrysalis. Finally I felt cool air touch me. The blanket was barely floating above me.

I needed to work on my magic. I needed to recover it, especially if I was expected to raise the sun this morning. I focused hard on the spark. I pulled on it, feeling it expand, flow, and finally cover me entirely. I could feel the power of it moving through me with all ease. That same spark I had felt now was at least at the same level as a normal unicorn. I would need to work harder to reach my previous levels, but maybe my natural connection with the sun would help me. I stood and felt woozy. I stepped forward, and I heard Alfie say something, but I didn’t know what it was.

I stumbled to the doorway of my room and the wall retracted back into itself for me. I looked down at myself and realized that I was nude. I cursed myself. I had slept the same way I always slept. Removing all of my regalia, everything down to my crown and then I would sleep peacefully with just the feel of the sheets and possibly the breeze on me. I turned to walk back into my room when my knees buckled and I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist. One of the arms moved behind my legs and I felt myself being lifted up into a carried position.

“Rough night Princess?” Thomas asked with a laugh.

“I.. I tried to make the connection with my magic… I finally did it,” I said.

My speech was slurred, I felt miserable, and his expression looked worried. He went from carrying me into my room to rushing me down stairs. I felt him lay me on something that felt plastic and then he was shouting at Alfie. The winged monkey seemed to be silently obeying everything he was saying, and moments later he had two bracelets that he attached to me. Then he slid a necklace on my neck. He turned on a strange machine and I felt the bracelets and necklace become warm.

“Well, whatever you did it was like you tried to starve yourself to death, and stayed up for a month straight. Okay, first things first we’re getting something into your stomach, and then we’re getting you back to bed,” he said.

“Thomas, are you trying to talk your way into sleeping with a princess?” I asked giddly.

I looked at him, and he was handsome, for a creature such as he was, but instead of answering me he took the bracelets and necklaces off of me. He then scooped me back into his arms, and I nuzzled against his neck. He felt good, and he smelled good. He carried me from that room to the table where he set on cutting apart several waffles he had prepared for me apart for me. He drenched them in honey, and then I felt him pushing the first bite into my mouth.

I chewed it, swallowed, but it felt like the bite was simply absorbed before it even reached my stomach. Another bite, and again simply absorbed before it even reached my stomach. Over and over again he did this. feeding me all of my breakfast, all of his, and then another two stacks of waffles along with a bowl of something called Super Crunch Rocks cereal. I finally felt something reach my stomach and my giddy mood began to leave me. Instead I began to take in the fact that I was sitting very unlady like, and nude, at Thomas’ breakfast table. I slowly started to stand, and instead I felt my head nearly bust open from the pain inside of it.

“Oh, that’s not nice,” I muttered.

“I think that you suffered magical fatigue, which is weird because I didn’t think that could happen,” he said.

“It can… It’s harder for Luna and I to suffer it because it’s very rare that we have to use so much magic. What’s truly strange is that this came on after I began regaining my magic… I do recall Starswirl saying that if a unicorn ever found themselves without magic they could pull it from the world around them, but… it’s something only in theory,” I replied.

“He might have been right. Here, let me help you up, and we’ll get you cleaned up and then back into bed,” I said.

He reached down to my arm, and I felt his hand brush beside my breast. He stopped and I looked up at him. It had been so long since I’ve been with someone. I leaned forward and kissed him. he returned it, and I felt him pull me up to him. Once more he lifted me, and I didn’t fight. I didn’t notice where he carried me to, but I noticed a bed that was different than my own. He laid me down in it, he leaned over, kissed me deeply, and then his hands moved down me as if they were mapping every inch of my form.

“Celestia, are you sure?” he asked.

“I… No, I’m not,” I admitted.

He smiled, nuzzled my neck, and instead slipped in behind me in a state of dress which contrasted my state of undress.

“Then, how about I just keep you company while you get some rest?” he asked.

I nodded, and I felt his arms around me. I felt safe, I felt loved, and perhaps sometime soon I would feel something else. For the moment, I simply let sleep surround me, and I accepted that even the Princess of the Sun needed a protector at times. As sleep took me, I thought about the sun. I gently concentrated on it, felt the connection to it, and then drifted off to sleep.

Author's Note

(And there’s the second chapter of Staring into the Sun. This was actually pretty fun to write. I have to admit that I do like playing around with Celestia.

Thanks for reading and commenting.

LF)