As he opened his eyes once more, Mark found himself again in the hospital. The memory of the car crashing him came back. However, he also remembered something else.

Lifting his hand to see it, another memory suddenly returned to him. His hand, covered in fur, forced his head to remember the happenings of the day before.

To resume, the main doctor, as well as nurse Redheart (as he found later was the name of the nurse tending to him) fixed for him to stay for a while.

He just groaned as he tried to get back to sleep. A lot had happened in a short time, and he still couldn’t believe that now he was some kind of pony prince.
“... Huh… A pony prince...” He chuckled as he opened his eyes once more. Lazily, he sat up on his bed, tired of just laying in there.

As soon as he set a hoof on the floor, the door opened, revealing Nurse Redheart, still with that cute uniform that hugged her body, revealing her well-developed body. Mark just turned his head, trying to behave as a gentleman… gentlepony, on this case.
“Good morning, Prince.” She greeted him almost too coldly for his taste.
“Good morning, Redheart.” He tried to greet her properly, but she didn’t seem to be happy around him.
“Please, lay down on the bed. It’s time for the change of bandages.” She said, not really bothering to look at him.

Mark groaned in annoyance as he laid down on the bed again. Taking his gown off only to the part where the mayor hit was. Redheart took little time on changing it. Mark definitely didn’t like her attitude toward him at all. But then, he remembered that he wasn’t exactly himself.

Now, he was Blueblood. Prince Blueblood. And he didn’t like the reputation the guy had.
“Hey, miss Redheart?” He asked, a sudden concern popped on his head.
“No, I’m not letting you rut me.” Redheart said sternly, still facing away from him.
“Gods above! I wasn’t going to ask that!” Mark said as he suddenly found himself getting angered. Turning his head toward Redheart, he saw her glaring at him. “... Sorry, I lost control.”

Redheart just hummed in acknowledgement at his statement. Soon, an uncomfortable silence filled the room.
“So...” Redheart said suddenly, earning the prince’s attention. “... What was your question?”

The prince sighed sadly as he stood up and looked through the window.
“I think you already gave me an answer.”
“Which was?” Redheart asked with curiosity on her voice.
“... I was going to ask if I really was the jerk everypony tell I am...” Redheart chuckled at herself. She really thought that he was just trying to fool her. “... But you just gave me the answer.”
“Yes, I did.” She said as she took the tray with the used bandages.

However, Mark was annoyed to this point. He had never been that insulted before. Driven by anger, he spoke before thinking.
“Can you at least try to pretend that you don’t hate me!?”

Redheart turned to him, her eyes wide with surprise. Putting the tray on the table, she turned to him with a serious expression.

Mark suddenly realized what he had said. Groaning, he sighed deeply before turning to her.
“... Look… sorry for that...”
“Why do you think I hate you?” Redheart asked with a serious face.
“... Don’t take me bad, but you don’t even look at me when you’re tending to me.”

Redheart stared at him for a few seconds before a question came to her mind.
“Why do you want to know it?”

Mark just chuckled as he looked at the ground, trying to ignore the attractive mare’s body.
“It’s just… I haven’t seen you smiling… And I fear that it might be for my doing.”

Redheart’s eyes widened as she heard the last phrase. Suddenly, she crossed her arms and stood in front of him.
“Do you want to see me smiling?” She asked seriously.
“... Yes?” The prince answered looking rather nervous.

Redheart just stood in there for a few seconds before she turned around leaving, taking the tray with her.
“... Then get the buck out of here.” She answered as she closed the door harshly.

Mark just stood in there, watching silently at the door. His head hung in shame as he thought about what she said. Obviously, the jerk that he was before insulted her in some way.

Therefore, he got to a conclusion.
“... As you say.”

Later that day…

The royal carriage arrived to Ponyville. All the ponies stopped their labors to see at the carriage. As the driver got off, he walked to the door. Opening it, he kept it open with one hand while the other was stretched toward the exiting pony.

Almost instantly, a white hand took the driver’s. Stepping out of the carriage was nopony else but princess Celestia herself. Behind her, princess Luna also made her presence known.

Seeing the royal sisters, all the ponies bowed before them. All except for a purple princess arriving at the zone.
“Princess Celestia! Welcome!” Twilight greeted her ex-mentor warmly, bowing before her.
“Oh, Twilight. You don’t have to call me princess anymore, remember? We’re equals now.” Celestia said with her usual motherly tone.
“Sorry, old habits.” Twilight apologized blushing. Suddenly, she found herself in a dark blue embrace.
“Twilight Sparkle! We are glad to see you again!” Not seeing another option, she returned the hug warmly.
“It’s a pleasure to see you again, princess Luna.”

As much as Celestia liked to see them enjoying their time together (she also enjoyed it), there were other things of more importance. Clearing her throat, she caught the attention of both ponies.
“… Twilight? I understand you called us for a very important reason?”
“Yes, Twilight Sparkle. Whatever is that so-called urgent matter?”

Twilight just sighed as the next part might be a pain in the ass.
“Please, follow me, princesses, I’ll tell you on the way.”

As they were arriving at the hospital, Twilight finally told them why she called them. The princesses had different reactions. Luna started to monologue about “cutting his stallionhood so he stopped thinking only with it”. However, Celestia merely sighed deeply at his “nephew’s” antics.

If not for the fact that he was important for her, she would have already took off his title as prince. However, for private reasons, she was forced to hold on with him.

Finally, they entered the hospital. Almost instantly, they were greeted by the head doctor.
“Greetings, princesses!”
“Greetings, doctor.” Celestia greeted him. “My fellow princess Twilight Sparkle told me that you have a very… particular patient. Am I right?”
“Of course, your highness. Prince Blueblood’s room is over here.” The head doctor said as he made a gesture with his hand for them to follow him.

As they reached the room, they found Redheart going to the same direction.
“Nurse Redheart.” The head doctor said, catching the nurse’s attention. “What are you doing here, if I may ask?”
“Oh, I was going to give the prince his medicine.” She said with an annoyed tone.

It became obvious for them that she wasn’t comfortable with him, probably to the prince’s manners while dealing with mares. Sighing, they all made their way inside. However, they didn’t expect to find the room alone, the bed neatly folded and the floor clean.
“Uhh… Doctor? Do you think this is the right room?” Twilight asked to the doctor, who just stood in there, dumbfounded.
“I-I… I think so...”
“What’s this?” Redheart asked as she found a note in the bed.

To Redheart.

I really can’t remember what happened between you and me, but whatever it was, I wanted to apologize. It might have been quite rude from my part, but I want to amend things.

That’s the why of my departure. It that helps you to smile again and do your work more relaxing, then I’ll procure to never see you again.

Deeply sorry.
Prince Blueblood.

“... He’s gone?” Redheart asked with disbelief.
“I can’t believe it! He just left the place without anypony noticing him? What was he thinking?” Twilight asked to herself while taking the note on her hands.
“If he’s gone, then he might still be around.” The doctor said, nervous at the idea of losing a patient. “I’ll call security!”
“Twilight, Luna. Let us go, too. We can help searching for him.”
“Dearest sister, I have to protest.” Luna stepped in before they started.
“What is troubling you, Luna?”
“That note is troubling me, sister. They way is written is not proper of our nephew. Tis’ somepony else’s writing!” Luna declared, almost like if she had discovered the ultimate treasure.
“I-I’m afraid to say that it might not be true, your highness.”

The three mare turned their heads to Redheart, who was standing in there with a nervous look.
“Whatever are you talking about, sweetest Redheart?” Luna asked, to which Redheart started to walk slowly toward them.
“Prince blueblood… he’s… he’s changed.” The three princesses gave her a questioning look, to which Redheart gulped before continuing. “After the crash… he had no idea of who he was or what he had done… he actually was behaving like a different pony. At first, we thought it might have been a changeling, but unicorns used their magic to check on him. And he’s not… So… the only option is to think that… Blueblood wrote that letter… for me...”

Redheart suddenly stood still, thinking deeply on something. However, before any of them could ask her why, she dashed out of the room running, excusing herself.

Meanwhile, Celestia couldn’t believe what she had heard. If he was really like the nurse described him, then it would mean only one thing.
“Come.” Celestia ordered, already walking out of the room.

On another room, Redheart started walking in circles. She had no idea why, but she was rather nervous. She then remembered what the letter said. But she dismissed it, thinking that she was thinking wrong about him, that he was still the same jerk of before.

However, the words of the letter still made echo on her mind. She started to think back,trying to see something. Anything to try to prove that he was fooling her.

Since the crash, he had been trying to avoid seeing her in an inappropriate way, always keeping his eyes glued to her face, the roof or the floor. He even started to talk properly to her, not saying anything to disturb her. Not on purpose, at least.

That was when it hit her.
…

It was her fault that he was gone. He had been trying to be gentle with her, and she went rudely against him.

Her heart filled with sorrow while she started to get her things in a small bag. With no time to lose, she got to the front desk.
“I’m leaving early this day!” She said, no even bothering to wait for the nurse to fill the papers.

Outside of the hospital, Celestia had gathered most of her guards guarding her. Giving precise instructions, she sent them to look and find Prince Blueblood. Almost instantly, all the guards scattered through Ponyville, trying to find him.

Meanwhile, Celestia, Luna and Twilight went to the library and sat down, patiently waiting for the guards’ return.

After a couple hours, all the guards came back without the prince.
“What do you mean you didn’t find the prince?” Celestia said, not angry, but confused. Sure, two dozens of guards searching for him and failing would have made somepony angry. But not this time. Blueblood wasn’t the type of walking if not needed. He would rather stay in a place and wait for somepony to find him and carry him back to the palace.
“No, Ma’am. We searched wide and far through all Ponyville and its surroundings. We even got into the Everfree, thinking that he might be there. But he wasn’t there.”

Celestia just stood in there, thinking about what to do. However, nothing seemed to make sense. Blueblood wasn’t acting like Blueblood at all. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind.
“Did anypony see anything out of normal?” She asked to her guards, to which almost all of them said no. However, one of them lifted his hand.
“Yes? What did you see?” Twilight asked to the guard, getting up from her seat.
“I saw a stallion that resembled much to him. I really didn’t see his face, but he was sweeping the floor in a restaurant, so I thought that it wouldn’t be him because, with all due respect, he’s lazy as tartarus.”

Suddenly, Celestia started to walk toward the guard, a curious expression could be seen on her face.
“What are you saying? Where did you see this stallion?”
“At a coffee shop. Two block at east from this point.”

To everypony’s surprise, Celestia’s wings sprang open, being immediately replaced by a white blur leading to the balcony.
“... Goodness.” Luna stated as she got up, ready to follow her sister. “‘Tia can be quite the flash.”

Twilight just nodded as she, too, started to follow her.

Celestia flapped her wings, trying to get to the direction the guard gave her. However, she also had other things in mind as she flew. Visions of Blueblood changed came to her, trying to picture how he would be.

After a few seconds, the coffee shop finally could be seen. She started to slow her flight, as well as getting closer to the ground until she landed. Still with her typical grace, she landed and started to walk toward the shop.

Unknown to her, the stallion she was looking for walked at the other side of the market.

Mark, now known as Blueblood, started to explore the place after his exit from the hospital. Soon, he found that not only the hospital was filled with anthropomorphical equines (or ponies, as they called themselves), but the whole world seemed to be populated by these creatures. Other fact that he noted was the beauty of most of them. Up to that moment, he had only seen females. And, boy! They were freakingly gorgeous! Not even a single one was ugly.

It was almost like a fantasy to him. Being a lone male in a world of pure females roaming the land.

However, putting that aside, he also discovered the rural charm of the place. It seemed like some kind of village from the middle ages. But it was quiet and peaceful. And he liked that. Contrary to his past residence, that was constantly filled with punk music, the drugged or drunk guy shouting millions of things, that place was peaceful.

Forgetting that he was a prince in that world, he started to search for a spare job, gaining a few bits from a mare who asked him to clean the place. Not being anything new, he started to do the place. Not an hour later, he was finished, and the owner paid him.

Now chewing an apple, he strode in the market as he suddenly spotted a mare that he know very well.

Nurse Redheart was walking in there, almost as if she were looking for something. But Mark soon paid no attention to it as he saw that it was a market. Hell, half of town was in there, buying something to do their meals and that stuff.

He just sighed as he turned around and sat in a bench looking at the sky. He got surprised at the sight of a pony flying in the sky. He soon realized that she had wings, allowing her to fly.
“... Wow… this world keeps getting stranger...” He thought as he kept staring as the pony took a cloud and put it in a random place in the sky. Soon, more winged ponies started to place clouds in the sky, almost covering it completely. Suddenly, some clouds started to make loud thunders, and then, for his misfortune, started to rain.

Getting up as fast as he could, he started to run, searching for a place where he could be protected from the rain.

After almost ten minutes of searching, he finally got under a small building. Seemingly, it was unoccupied, judging by the several spider webs covering the corners of the room. The door itself wasn’t in that of a good state. THe whole house seemed to be in ruins.

But for somepony like Mark, it was a blessing. Though in ruins, the house seemed to stop the rain, and that was enough for him. Inspecting the house, he soon found some old blankets and a couple pillows. Judging by the strength of the storm, he might be staying in there for a couple hours.

Leaning against the doorframe, he just observed the rain. Despite the origin of it, it made a soothing sound when each drop fell to the ground. The sound itself could be compared to that of an orchestra, playing their most beautiful melody. Mark closed his eyes, trying to focus on the music of the rain.

Suddenly, some steps caught his attention. Opening his eyes, he saw a mare running around the place, seemingly looking the same than him. The only thing protecting her from the rain was her coat.
“Hey!” The prince shouted, gaining the mare’s attention. “Come over here!”

Without a single doubt, the mare started to run toward the house. After a few minutes, the mare got to the front of the door, panting and shivering.
“Thanks… thought that I would be drowned.” The mare said to him, starting to take off her coat.
“You’re welcome. Make yourself at... home” The prince’s voice trailed off as he recognized the mare in front of him. The mare turned to him, her eyes opening widely.

Suddenly, Redheart turned to him, recognizing him, too. She was about to say something when the prince suddenly turned his head, a bright blush on his face. Redheart turned to look at herself, only to discover that, even when she had a coat, water had reached her uniform, making it almost transparent. Her black brassiere hugging her E-cup breasts could be seen, as well as her panties. The only reaction she could do was to turn around, embarrassed.

She started to imagine what kind of thoughts the prince would be having about here, as well as she started to picture him starting to take advantage of here. All she could do was just stand in there and wait for her destiny to come.

Suddenly, she turned her head when a white jacket was put in front of her. Turning to see the prince, she saw him offering his jacket to her, his eyes turned to the ceiling while a bright blush adorned his face.
“You might want to put this on.” The prince said, not turning to see her. “You’ll catch a cold if you stay like that.”

Redheart took his jacket and started to put it on her back. Luckily, the prince’s figure was bigger than hers, so the jacket covered her properly. But something else made her turn to him. It was the kindness he was showing to her. She was almost at his complete will to do with her as he wanted, yet he didn’t laid a single finger on her.

The prince turned around and started to walk toward an old fireplace. Even when it seemed old, the prince soon started a fire, much to Redheart’s surprise. Then, he took a blanket and put it in front of the fire, while he hung the other blanket from the ceiling, forming an improvised curtain. He then turned to her.
“Go on. You must warm yourself.” Redheart started to walk, only to look at the hanging blanket with curiosity. “You have to take off your clothes.” Redheart turned to him nervously, only to see the prince walking toward the door. “Put them in front of the fire. They’ll dry faster that way.”

Redheart just looked at the fire with doubt, then she turned to the prince, who sat in front of the door.
“And don’t worry. I won’t look, I promise.” The prince said, not turning at all.

Redheart stepped behind the curtain and took off the prince’s jacket. As she started to unbutton her uniform, she checked the prince, only to be sure. However, the prince was just sitting in there, with his eyes closed.
“Umm… Prince?” One of his ears moved to her direction, showing the prince’s attention.
“Yes, Redheart?”

Suddenly, Redheart didn’t know what to say. She was full of questions. Therefore, she opted to ask the first one.
“Why are you being so nice to me?”
“... Because… I... want to?” The prince said, still not turning.
“But why? I mean...” Redheart didn’t know what to say. She was about to ask why, even when she had been so mean toward him. But she just couldn’t bring herself to say it. Suddenly, the prince’s voice sounded again.
“... Because, despite what you have heard of me in the past, I just want to make things right now.”

Redheart finally finished undressing herself, putting her clothes in front of the fire. Now, just the prince’s jacket was the only thing covering her. She couldn’t help but feel nervous.
“You okay in there?” The prince said as she suddenly didn’t make a sound. Suddenly, soft sobs started to sound. “Redheart?”

Suddenly, a pair of white arms wrapped around his neck, embracing him. He turned his head lightly to find Redheart sobbing on his right arm.
“... I’m sorry… I’m so sorry...”
“What for?” The prince asked. He already knew the answer, but it might help her to just let it out.
“... I’m sorry… for how I’ve been treating you...” She said, suddenly composing a little. “... You’re not the same I met a couple years… I should have seen it before… But I couldn’t for all the anger I had toward you… I’m sorry...”

Redheart finished her statement, leaving the prince confused and scared.
“... You met me… before?” The prince asked with nervousness evident on his voice. He just felt Redheart nodding softly on his back. “... Please, don’t tell me that I… I didn’t...”

Redheart let go of his neck, only to take his face on her hands and turning it to look at her. Tears had been replaced with a serious expression on her face.
“... Yes. We’ve met before… A couple of years before... ”

Redheart suddenly noticed the look of fear that he was giving her. Horror and anger could be seen on his eyes.
“... Redheart, please forgive me.” Redheart’s eyes opened widely as the prince stood and tried to rush out. However, she took one of the prince’s hand on hers, causing the prince to finally turn around to look at her.

For some reason, she didn’t want him to go. She just held him there, like if her life depended on it.

Suddenly realizing what she had done, she let go of him and turned around, a bright blush adorning her face. She got up and walked toward the blanket. Once in there, she turned to see the prince, still frozen.
“Umm… I’m a little cold.” She gasped as she realized what she had said. She just looked intently at the prince, waiting for his response. To her surprise, the prince walked at her side and sat just at her side. However, both of them didn’t say anything. They just sat in there, watching the fire dancing on the fireplace.

She suddenly noticed that she had been leaning against him when her cheek touched the prince’s shoulder. However, he seemed not to notice it, for he just kept staring at the fireplace. He noted it when Redheart suddenly leaned all her weight against him. Not prepared for it, it caused both of them to be sent to the floor.

Redheart opened her eyes, finding her head resting on the prince’s chest.
“You okay?” The prince asked concerned. Redheart couldn’t help but notice the prince’s body. He still had his body in a good shape. Suddenly, one of her arms moved to his chest as she started to use him as a pillow.
“I’m fine. I’m more comfortable like this, though.” She said as she hugged him closer, feeling his warmth relaxing.

Suddenly, she felt the prince hugging her, too. Turning her head to him, she saw him still with a blush on his face. It was then that she felt safe and secure with him. He was no longer the Blueblood that she hated.
“P-Prince?” The prince turned his head to look at her, noticing her bright blush. “May I… ask a favor?”
“Umm… yeah, sure.” The prince said, giving her his full attention. “What is it?”
“... Can you… kiss me?”

The prince’s eyes widened as he looked at her with disbelief. He then saw her longing on her eyes, a desire.
“... Well… It’s just a kiss… nothing else...” He thought as he started to lean closer to her.

Redheart closed her eyes as she leaned toward him, too. Soon, their lips touched, and they started to kiss with passion. Redheart found herself enjoying the kiss more than what she imagined. He wasn’t being fierce or rude, but he was being gentle. Wanting to try something else, they started to explore each other’s mouth with their tongues.

After a few moments, they broke the kiss, panting and looking at each other with lust on their eyes. Suddenly, the prince started to turn his head.
“... Um… sorry. I-I don’t know what came over me.” Redheart suddenly chuckled as the prince turned once more to her.
“It’s alright. I quite liked it. In fact...” The prince stared in disbelief as the nurse started to unbutton the jacket covering her body, revealing her body, white as a precious pearl. Redheart was looking at him with such a fire on her eyes, causing the prince only to gulp in realization of what was coming next.
“I have been a bad girl toward you... ” She said as she started to take off the jacket, finally being completely nude. “... And I want to compensate you for that, my prince.”

The prince suddenly noted his pants becoming more tight. Looking at his crotch, he noticed a huge bulge on it. Redheart just leaned seductively, pressing her arms against her breasts, squishing them and making them more attractive to the prince.
“You like what you see?” The prince only nodded as he found himself wordless, just staring at the mare in front of him, or rather, at her breasts.

Seeing his reaction, she got to her knees and leaned forward. Painfully slow, she started to unzip his clothes. Finally, after a few moments, she took off his pants and underwear, revealing his stallionhood, which pulsed slightly every second. Just looking at it made Redheart to get more wet, waiting for it to be inside of her.

Meanwhile, the prince just sat in there, stunned by what Redheart was doing. It was almost like she knew what to do in the exact moment. Suddenly, he gasped as he felt his member buried within the wet and warm mouth of Redheart. Looking down at her, she was sucking on him, keeping her eyes closed, enjoying the moment.

However, as she suddenly stopped, he turned to look at her. Redheart stood up and walked to the other side of the room, swaying her hips. FInally, when she was at the other side, she put her hands on the wall while showing her rump, arousing even more the prince.

Without nothing to say, the prince got up and walked toward her. Redheart didn’t say a word as the prince stood behind her. Suddenly, not feeling anything, she turned to him, discovering a doubtful look on his face.
“What is it, prince? Don’t you want this?” She even added a little sway in her hips, trying to attract him. However, the prince didn’t say anything.
“... Redheart… Why are you doing this?“

She turned to him, confused at what he was meaning. That was when she realized what she was doing. She was giving herself to him, the one pony whom she had been hating for some time. Suddenly, as she turned to him, she found that she wasn’t looking at the same blueblood. It made her remind of the note she found on his bed.
“... Because… You’re not the same, Prince.” She said as she composed, looking at him in the eyes. “... You’re different… Now, you’re a true gentlecolt… And I like that.”

The prince just stared at her, seeing the passion on her eyes.
“When you apologized to me before… I decided that I couldn’t hold any grudge against you when the pony who raped me is gone.” The prince opened his mouth to say something, but she leaned forward and caught his lips once again. Breaking it, she stood in there, embracing him. “The pony I see in front of me… is someone who I want to be with, because he’s treating me like a mare, not like a pleasure object.”

The prince thought about it for a few moments, trying to understand what she was saying.
“Jeez… was this guy really the prick they say he was?” The prince thought to himself.
“Then… are you okay with this? Even when I… you know… treated you bad before?” The prince asked, curious about her reaction.
“That was different… this is a new you.” She said as she kissed him once again.

After a few moments, she suddenly broke the kiss again, only to look at him with passion on her eyes.
“So… where were we?” She said as she leaned against the wall again.

This time, the prince didn’t have a doubt. He leaned forward and aligned his member toward the mare’s entrance. Slowly, he got in, making sure that she enjoyed it. Meanwhile, Redheart tried to be quiet, but found herself moaning loudly as she was being penetrated. She had been too stressed lately, but found herself relaxing as pleasure took place.

The prince tried to take things slow, trying to make her feel good. Suddenly, she turned her head, moaning loudly and looking at him with a burning desire on her eyes.
“More! Faster, please!” Seeing as she was desperate for it, he started to go faster, trying to keep control of himself. However, it started to fade away as he saw her breasts swaying with each stroke he made. With shaking hands, he took them on his hands, fondling them.

Redheart moaned loudly as she took even more pleasure from the stimulation over her breasts. However, something withing her exploded, as she started to push against the prince when he plunged into her, trying to take him deeper.

The prince suddenly felt her actions, and just smirked as he started to add more strength to his strikes. Redheart, instead of moaning, started to scream as she lost herself. The fire within her became more intense as she suddenly froze as she felt herself cumming.

Once she recovered from her orgasm, she turned to see the prince, who had stopped thrusting as he looked at her with concern.
“You okay?”

The mare just looked at him curiously.
“I’m… okay… You didn’t cum yet?”
“Well… not really, but… I’m glad to see you enjoyed it.”

Redheart just smirked as she looked at him. The prince suddenly groaned in pleasure as he felt her pushing against him.
“You can continue, if you want to.”

The prince, as much control as he had, suddenly found himself pounding against her again, this time more forceful, yet trying not to hurt her. Redheart, by her part was enjoying herself once again, screaming as she found herself overwhelmed in pleasure once again.

After a few minutes, the prince’s grunts became more loud.
“R-Redheart… I’m not… gonna...”
“Please, fill me! You can come inside! I want it all!” Redheart shouted as she found herself craving for his seed.

She didn’t have to wait for much, for the prince started to become more aggressive. Not that she cared, for it felt good. Finally, both of them shouted as they came at the same time.

Spent and tired, they fell to the ground, Redheart laying against him as he hugged her. Panting, she crawled on him until their faces were next to each other.
“... Thank you.” The mare said as she closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of both, his body and the fireplace.
“You’re welcome.” The prince said as he, too fell asleep.

The next morning…

Once again, the guards found themselves in front of Celestia, who was ready to send them again to look for the prince, again. This time, she declared that, no matter how ridiculous it might be, they should look for every stallion matching with the prince’s description.

They were about to go flying, until one of them suddenly turned his head to look at the pair of ponies walking in the market.
“It’s settled, then.” Celestia’s voice declared. “Go, and find him.”

However, as soon as she finished her talk, one of the guards lifted his hand.
“Found him.”

Almost everypony turned to where the guard was seeing, only to find the prince walking with nurse Redheart hanging to his arm, her head resting on his shoulder. Almost immediately, Celestia found herself impressed in the least as she knew this scene all too well.

However, before she could even speak, she saw Luna dashing toward him.
“PRINCE BLUEBLOOD!” she shouted in her characteristic Canterlot’s royal voice.

The prince’s shoulders went high as his head lowered, while Redheart clunged to him more tightly.Both of them turned slowly to see the lunar princess angered. To make things worse, the prince asked the question that spilled the vase.
“... Sorry for saying this, but… Do I know you?”
Celestia’s eyes widened as she realized what Luna was about to do. Her horn started to shine with her magic as her sister’s horn did the same. Luna then leaned her head as she aimed toward the prince.
Celestia was starting to create a shield, when suddenly Luna stopped. Celestia turned to look at what her sister was seeing, only to find the prince shielding Redheart with his body.
She couldn’t help but do the same thing as her sister: wide her eyes and let her mouth open as her mind went numb.
“Art thou protecting her?” Luna asked in disbelief.

The prince simply looked at her with a confused look, only to say something.
“... Yeah.”

Meanwhile Twilight’s mouth was also widely opened, watching as blueblood protected somepony instead of using somepony to protect himself. As it was something that she wasn’t expecting, she didn’t expect to see both of the princesses’ eyes to roll to the back of their heads as they fell to the ground, unconscious.

In all her life, she never would have expected to see the princesses fainting. Therefore, she fainted, too.

Author's Note

John in here.
Wow... just wow...
It has been barely a week since this idea came to me, and this story already got more popular than my other ones.
And it's freakin' awesome!
I've been working on this chapter for some nights now (yeah, nights!) While I write this, I'm like
But whatever.
However, I just checked the page a couple hours ago, and guess what I saw...
One. Freakin'. Week.
And it's in 179 bookshelves! Not to mention that it's being tracked by 95 users! 64 Likes!
Thanks you very much for this, you guys and girls!