The Pinnacle of evil.

The queen was sat in her throne, planning her next attack against the griffons. It’s very difficult to attack griffons, because of their sheer size, almost twice the average changling. As soon as she had thought of the perfect idea, that was shot out of her head, as a messenger charged in.

“Your Highness!” the messenger called from the other end of the hall.

“I don’t have time for another silly message from the mild west.” She snarled “I don’t care whether they have a proposal for a joint war effort.”

“It’s not the mild west your highness!”

“Who then!”

“I-I-I don’t know, it looks scary.”

“Wimp.” She snapped as she swiped the black envelope from the messenger’s hooves. She studied it very closely, and found that indeed, the messenger could have had no clue who it was from. It was as black as her skin, and had been sealed with pony blood coloured wax. She opened it to find:

Queen Chrysalis,

Read this letter in private.

I have heard you have much against the ponies, and are seeking revenge, I can help you. Meet me on the 18th of May, at the tallest dragon’s mountain in Equestria, and we will talk.

A helping friend.

Queen Chrysalis put on a menacing look, and not to her surprise, the messenger ran away, to be caught by guards and brought back to her. One of the guards asked,

“What is it your highness?” the right guard asked.

“Some… Private business”

The changling marched from her throne.