Watching a Sunset

"And here's your room for the night" Celestia says, gesturing to the door in front of her. You nod, taking the initiative and taking a step past Celestia, putting one hand on the door and pushing. The door slides open without much resistance, and you feel your breath catch as the room in front of you registers fully.  The deep blue color pattern matches that of the hall outside, and a window on the far wall casts the room in the light of deep twilight.  Under the window lays a large bed, it's thick comforter glinting slightly as if covered in a sort of glitter. "The bed is one of the only ones large enough for you, and fortunately for you the blankets have a warming enchantment.  Unfortunately for you this room is right next to that of my sister, so I hope you're not a light sleeper."

You nod, approaching the bed and then collapsing onto the already warm blankets.  Today had been tiring, traveling to a new dimension usually was.  You feel sleep slipping over you, but you resist the urge and instead stand back up, pulling off your coat and setting it on a chest at the base of the bed.  You hear Celestia chuckle a bit at your zombie-like movements, and look back up at her, putting your remaining energy into a glare. She simply smirks and closes the door, leaving only a candle on the rooms dark wood dresser to light it. You quickly extinguish the candle and flop onto the bed, not even climbing under the comforter. Sleep embraces you.

You awake in a daze, quickly realizing that you were awoken by a load voice coming from your right.  You sit up on that edge of the bed, slowly standing up.  The voice is regal, and though you can't make out what it's saying, you're ever curious what Celestia would be yelling about at this hour.  As you walk towards the wall the voices are emanating from, you stub your toe on something.  You hold your curses and glance down, catching sight of an almost unnoticeable bump in the floor. Bending down, you run your hand along the smooth wood, trying to find some purchase. After a few seconds you feel a slight indent and you dig your fingers into it, lifting the surprisingly light trap door up. Once open, you see a ladder and a dark hallway. You climb down and try your best not to run into a wall as you follow the hallway.  The further you go, the loader the voice gets, and as you near the end of the hallway you hear a second, softer voice join the conversation.