The vision of the library was everything within vision. Books was everything that could be seen in that place.

Celestia then discovered that she was in a bed, the sun could barely be seen on the sky. As she started to get up, she suddenly saw both, her sister and her fellow princess, Twilight. Suddenly, she remembered that strange situation involving prince Blueblood and nurse Redheart.
“Was it everything a dream?” She said as she got up, trying to convince herself that it was barely morning.

Hearing movement, Luna woke up, too, only to find her sister thinking deeply about something.
“Tia?” Her sister turned to her, seeing her awake, too.
“Oh, Lulu. It’s good to see you awake.” She said as she sat on her sister’s bed.
“We are glad to see you, too. But care to share with us what were thou thinking a few moments ago?”
“Oh, Lulu! I had one of the strangest dream of my long life.” Celestia said, a concerned expression reflected on her face. Suddenly, she remembered too what happened.
“We weren’t the only ones with weird dreams?”

Celestia turned to her, curious as for what was she saying.
“What did you dream with, Lulu?”
“Oh, Tia! We dreamt of Blueblood being a gentlecolt! We were about to knock him for sure, but we stopped in time to see him protecting our dear Redheart! After that, we’re not sure what happened.” Luna finished telling her “dream” to her sister, only to see a shocked expression on her sister’s face.
“Whatever are you thinking, Tia?”

Celestia thought about something for a while. In a rush, she got up and walked toward the window to see the sun starting to hide behind the mountains. Luna, confused by her sister’s reaction got up and walked toward her.
“Tia? Whatever is wrong?” Celestia turned slowly to her sister as she realized something.
“... Lulu. I think it wasn't a dream.”

Both of them turned at the sound of the door to the room opening. They were more shocked to see prince Blueblood entering the room with a tray on his hands. On the tray were three dishes of salads, arranged in different styles.

As he noted them looking at him, he turned slightly to the door again.
“Redheart! Doctor! They’re awake!” The prince shouted as he walked deeper into the room, putting the tray on a small table. “I figured you three would be hungry after being out for ten hours, so… I brought you this.” He said as he started to put the dishes on the table.

Both the princesses looked at each other as they traded confused looks. As the prince finished putting everything on the table, he turned to see them looking at each other in confusion. Deciding that it might be better to leave them alone for a while, he turned to leave.
“Hope you enjoy your dinner. See you later.” He said as he closed the door.

He started to get downstairs when he suddenly heard two loud hits on the upper room.
“What the!?” He got up again, only to find both princesses on the floor. “Oh, not again.”

Opening her eyes, Twilight found herself back on the library. It always had been such a great thing to wake up, only to ask herself what she would be doing that day. However, as she got up, she discovered both princesses laying on their beds at her side. However, doubts started to rise as she remembered what happened before.

Suddenly, she spotted somepony sitting on the corner of the room, reading a book. As she tried to get up trying not to do a single noise. However, it proved to be in vain as her bed creaked slightly. The pony on the corner tore his sight away from the book, only to discover the purple pony getting up from her bed.
“Oh, you’re awake.” He said as he got up from his seat, leaving the book behind as he started to walk toward her.

Twilight just stared as the prince got closer to her. By his reputation, she knew that he might have some bad intentions. Almost instantly, she prepared for the worse. However, the warm touch of a hand on her forehead made her to open her eyes.
“Oh, you don’t have fever. That’s good.” The prince said as he stopped the contact. Twilight suddenly found herself confused at his doing. However, knowing him, there might have been something up.
“Alright, Blueblood, what’s the trick!?” She asked, a serious expression on her face. As for the prince, he just looked at her confused.
“What do you mean? There’s no trick.”
“Of course there is! There’s always a trick with you!” She said as she got up and walked toward the prince with an angry glare.
“No, I mean it! There’s really no trick!”
“Don’t you dare to lie to me, Blueblood. What is your plan?”
“There’s no plan! I’m not up for anything bad!”

As Twilight kept walking toward him, both princesses whom laid on their beds woke up.
“Ungh, dear Twilight. What is wrong?” Luna asked as she rubbed her eyes.
“HE is wrong! He’s up to something! What other reason would he have to treat us like this!?”
“Like how, Twilight?” Celestia asked, curious as to what she was talking about.
“He has been kind toward us, as if trying to get us to like him. That could only mean that he’s trying to get our approval for something that’s obviously not good!”
“He has been kind to us?” Luna asked confused, suddenly remembering what happened a couple hours before.

Celestia, meanwhile, just stared at Blueblood with a curious expression on her face. He had been kind?

Meanwhile, the prince tried to back away from the angry princess.
“Hey, I mean it! I’m not up for anything bad!”
“Confess, Blueblood! What are you trying to hide!?”
“I’m not trying to hide anything! I haven’t done anything bad!”

Twilight, still unconvinced by him, opted to turn around and walk toward her ex-mentor and her sister.
“Princess Celestia, Princess Luna… what do you think?”

Both princesses turned their heads to look at him, trying to see something suspicious on the prince, who just stood in there with an annoyed look.
“We aren’t sure, Twilight Sparkle. It seems he is really telling the truth.” Luna said as she looked intently as the prince walked toward the couch and sat down.
“I agree, Twilight.” Celestia said as she was confused, too. It wasn't how he should be acting. He seemed like the Blueblood she knew, but aside that, he was a completely different pony. “Though, you’re correct about doubting… he’s nothing like himself.”

As they were pondering about it, nurse Redheart got into the room carrying a tray with different medical items.
“Your highnesses, it’s good to see you awake.” She greeted them, though not with her usual pleasant smile. The three princesses noted this.
“Dearest Redheart, is everything alright?” Luna asked to her, to which Redheart lifted her head and looked at them.
“Yes… no.” She said, unsure about how to say it.
“Whatever is wrong, Redheart?” Celestia asked, only for Redheart to turn to Blueblood, who had been sitting quietly on the same chair, reading a book. A look of concern and sadness reflected upon her face.

Twilight instantly got on her feet, walking angrily toward Blueblood.
“I knew it!” Blueblood instantly turned to her, confused as to what she was saying. “You raped her, didn't you!?”

The prince’s eyes widened as he turned to see at Redheart, who only stood in there with a frightened look on her face. Suddenly, the prince remembered something Redheart said about him raping her a couple years before.

Twilight ran to him and slapped him square in the face, making the prince to turn his head toward her with an offended look on his face.
“Whatever did you do that for?” The prince asked in a restrained voice, trying to hide his pain and anger.
“Because you always do something stupid!” Twilight shouted, glaring at him with his most powerful and frightening voice she was able to do. Meanwhile, the prince just stood in there, stunned at her declaration. Suddenly, he groaned in annoyance as they all looked at his direction, only to find him slapping himself.
“You know me personally, right?” He asked as he turned to see at the purple mare.
“What do you mean with that?”
“You know me personally? Like, we've seen each other before?”

Twilight just stood in there, her eye twitching slightly as she found herself in the most offensive situation ever. How did he dare to say something like that? With anger controlling her, she lifted her hand, only to deliver a stronger slap toward his face.

The prince didn't even turn to her as he got into his feet, still looking at the ground. He didn’t even turn at the mare who slapped him as he walked a few steps away from her. Twilight still kept her hard glare toward him as he sighed deeply.

The other two princesses just looked as the prince sighed deeply a couple times, while his fist kept opening and closing, seemingly trying to keep his anger in check, which was surprising for both of them. He should be already trying to get Twilight into a jail, even if he couldn’t do it.

All of them stayed like that for a couple minutes, until the prince finally stopped with his “relaxing” exercises. As he sighed deeply one last time, he finally turned to the purple mare, looking at her seriously.
“At least, be polite and answer me before you even consider slapping me again.” The prince said in an annoyed tone, gaining a gasp from Twilight, who was starting to boil in anger again.
“What do you mean with that!? Of course you know ME! You know my friend, Rarity, who you treated like if she weren't worth a bit! You spoke bad of my friend Pinkie Pie at the grand galloping gala a few years ago! You offended my friend Applejack saying her food was, and I quote, ‘disgusting carnaval treats’!’” She said while walking toward him, stomping harshly on the floor, making it to creak below her.

The prince nodded slowly, while he tried to understand what she was saying. As he kept pondering about this fact, he slowly got to his feet and walked through the door, excusing himself. As he finally exited the room, the mares turned to Redheart, who just could stand in there, shocked by what she saw.

Luna, who was as sure as Twilight of Blueblood’s intentions, walked toward her, placing a hand on Redheart’s shoulder, trying to comfort her.
“Do not worry, dearest Redheart. He will not be able to offend you again.”

As comforting as Luna was trying to be, she couldn't help but feel confused by the look on Redheart’s face, which seemed like sadness and anger.
“Is everything alright, Redheart?”

As much as Redheart wanted and tried to control it, she couldn't.
“How could you!?” She asked as her gaze met directly Twilight’s.
“What?” Twilight couldn’t help but ask truly confused.
“How could you do something such as despicable to start to shout at him with no reason!?”
“What do you mean with ‘no reason’? His widened when I mentioned ‘rape’, so the only assumption that I could do was that he raped you.” Twilight said as she tried to get Redheart back into reason. To no avail.
“He didn't rape me!” Redheart shouted, causing everypony in the room to look at her in confusion. She then told them how he surprised her by being gentle with her the night before.

The girls couldn't help but get even more confused at her tale. Celestia was looking at the floor with a distracted look, thinking about something.
“Dearest Redheart?” Luna spoke, catching the nurse’s attention. “If I might be able to ask, how did you meet our nephew?”

Redheart just looked at the ground as she started her tale.
“I met him about three years ago. He came to Ponyville, as usual, searching for a random mare to add to his harem. At the moment, I didn't know it. He found me near the hospital, in my lunch hour. Since the first moment he saw me, he started flattering me. And it worked. In that time, I was near my heat, and I was desperate for a male’s attention. Even as I learned that he was a prince, I couldn't help the feeling growing inside of me. As he spoke, he was so flattering, trying to get me to like him. And it worked.” She said as tears started to fall from her eyes. “After a couple hours of talking, he finally invited me to sleep with him. I thought then that he was a good stallion, so I accepted. On that night, I started to feel like if he were the right for me. That he could be my special pony… But I was wrong. The next morning I found a note in the bed, stating that he wanted to see me again in his palace. By the time I got there, I found his harem.” Her voice started to sound angry, but still pained. “I realized then that I had been tricked, and therefore, it could be considered raping. I tried to sue him, only for him to hire a corrupt judge to get him out of that situation. And he did. However, as some time passed, I couldn't help but realize that I still remembered him, as well as the night we spent together. ”

The three mares started to feel pity for her. It wasn't the first time something like that had happened before.
“And then, his accident happened.” Redheart said, leaving it at that point, which everypony in the room heard where it lead.

The three princesses were almost at the verge of tears by her story. Mainly, tears of anger. However, as Redheart talked about his change of personality after his accident, their tears ceased as they got even more confused. However, a single question still lingered on Luna’s head.
“So… Does thou like him?” She asked, gaining a weak nod from the nurse. The three princesses looked at each other as they tried to understand what was happening.

Meanwhile, downstairs, the prince just walked in circles around the room. On his eyes, anger, sadness, hate and other feeling were reflected. As he stopped near a wall, his anger started to boil, causing his fist to be driven to the wall. The hit was so hard, it echoed through all the room for a few seconds before it stopped.

The prince looked at his hand as he saw blood leaking from his knuckles. However, that wasn’t what concerned him, but his soft hands.

Mark always took pride on his hands, not because they were his, but because they showed all the hard work he had been doing. They had some scars on them, as well as having a rough touch. But these hands that now were his… they showed not even a single ounce of work.

He closed them as he leaned against the wall, trying to hold back tears of anger and sadness. However, it proved to be in vain as he felt a single tear sliding down his muzzle.
“Whoever you are, I hope you are using MY body in the right way.” He said as he looked at his reflection, seeing not himself, but the monster so many ponies hated, including himself.

Author's Note

Edit: 9/03/2015.
Holy cow! It's on the popular stories list!

Thanks to all those worthy ponies who did this possible!
Definitely, Thanks a lot!
Now, the reason of being this happy is because I have been working through the past six years in many other stories (some of them are just hopeless.) Suddenly, one of my random and apparently worthless ideas became popular in just a couple weeks!
Jake the dog! You were SO right, dude! (In case you're wondering, here.)