Blueblood was pacing around in his room again. It wasn't surprising. Ever since the Grand Galloping Gala, he'd been not been outside his room unless he needed to, and spent all his free time writing letters he never sent and pacing around. If he was anybody else, the ponies would have been drowning him with questions about what it was and if he needed something. But this was Blueblood, he didn't like to be disturbed and frowned upon snooping around among others business. Everyone had agreed that it was best just to leave him alone until he ordered them otherwise.
This particular night, however, Blueblood had (after several minutes of pacing) decided to do something completely new for him, open up to his aunt.
He knew Celestia was a busy pony, but he simply had to talk to her. He could've talked to Luna, but someone who had been stuck on the moon for the last thousand years didn't seem like somebody to have this conversation with. Besides, she was in Hoofington on royal business.
Bluebloods quarters was quite close to Celestias, so he didn't need to walk very far. When he arrived, he rang the bell next to his door in order to announce his presence.
Celestia opened the door after a few minutes, she had switched her royal attire for a comfy looking morning robe and her hair told Blueblood that she had been sleeping. It wasn't a big mess, but it definitely looked like it could use some brushing.
"Blueblood" she said when she saw him, she was good at keeping her poker face on, but there was a sprinkle of surpirse in her voice.
"Aunt," he said and managed a quick bow, "I am dreadfully sorry to disturb you like this. But I really need to talk to you about a.. personal matter. I understand if you rather have me do it upon the morrow, but it's somewhat urgent."
"Well, I don't really have any royal duties at this hour. You may come in," she said.
Celestias room was well lit. The walls and floors was made of white marble with small hints of gold braided into it, the ceiling was painted with a golden, more artistic version of her cutie mark. Her bed was in the center off the room, paced upon a golden carpet, it was surrounded by a closet, a desk, a glass door that lead to her balcony and a door that judging from it's painted motive lead to the bathroom. Blueblood found it all more and more impressive each time he saw it.
His aunt sat down on the bed and gestured at him to do the same, he trotted over to the bed and sat down next to her. Then he decided to start talking.
"It's about my engagement to... you know... her," he started.
"I've been thinking about that myself," his aunt answered, " and after what happened at the Gala, I doubt it was a very good idea."
"That's exactly what I had to talk to you about. It's not that I don't like her, she's amazing, but..." his voice trailed off.
"But," Celestia said.
"But after what happened at the Gala, she probably hates me... and truth to be told, I don't have that kind of feelings for her. But I do have them for somepony else... and those feelings are the reasons to why she and her friends probably hates me by now."
"The decision to wait to tell her about your marriage seems wiser by the minute. Now tell me if you want to proceed with it or end it."
"That's my dilemma. As a prince, it is my duty to proceed with the marriage for the good of Equestria, but as a pony, my heart already belong to someone else. And that someone happens to be one of the six mares in Equestria that are most likely to slam the door in my face, no matter who I am!" He sighed.
"Well, it was your choise to act the way you did, I can't just go back and change it for you."
"I only acted like that because I didn't want to break her heart. What do you think would happen if she had fallen in love with me only to find out that I was to marry her best friend? I am a gentlecolt, not just some stallion who toys around with mares hearts!"
"It was not my intention to offend you, nephew. If I did so, I apologize. And I know that this is a tricky situation, but, really, what can you do about it?
"I don't know, I can't just knock on her door and tell her like that, and even if I did, she would just see it as a desperate try to save my royal dignity."
"Look, Blueblood, I really can't give you much advise on this. Yes, I've lived for a long time, but I've never had anyone like that in my life. It has always been Equestria first and me second, I proved that when I banished my sister to the moon for a thousand years. The only thing I can do for you is if you wish to call off the wedding."
"As a prince, it is my duty to marry her," he said after a moment of silence.
"I didn't ask you about your duties, I asked you about you. What would you do if you didn't have any duties?"
"I would follow my heart, but..."
Celestia let out a yawn. "It's getting early, I need some sleep if I'll be able to raise the sun. Why don't we take up this discussion tomorrow? It's always better to make decisions if you have a rested mind."
It wasn't until now Blueblood realized how tired he was. "Of course. Thank you for the talk, I really needed it," he said and walked back to his bedroom.
Author's Note
This is a piece of rather crappy work I wrote sometime around midnight. If you find faults in it (which you probaly will) please PM me or leave a comment. I am also in desperate need a proofreader.