I watched as our boat listed through the water towards home. Our island sat just north of Fetlock's main island, and sat only ten miles wide. There were a chain of islands under my law, under the County of Smalls, but the fog was so dense you could barely see one. The icy cold water grew a bit warmer as we approached the coast, the port of Crosland stood with a lighthouse beaming out to us. "Well, I hope you like it." I huffed, watching my breath curl around my lips as we chugged towards home. "Its nice, but I don't know how much has changed since I left."

"One year? I can't imagine it would have changed that much." Steel sipped on a thermos full of tea and looked off the edge of the boat. "You'd never know how cold it was from the asylum."

I looked down at the smaller mare. "The asylum is near Equestria's shore, only a few miles out. And you get used to it. I've had the smaller sort like you show up to settle, they always get used to it in time." I shook my body, my massive frame jostling meatily. "If not, there are other islands in the Duchy, and I have to expect my brothers will be more than willing to give up their post after our little"- I snorted loudly -"
misunderstanding."

"A bit angry?" Steel asked with a laugh.

"Wendel might be a weasel and a coward, but he wouldn't lie to me, not about this. He has everything to gain by keeping me alive, and my brothers wouldn't tolerate him for a second." I snorted again. "No, those cretins tried to have me killed. I should have know at the time, I should have waited."

Steel pushed a hoof against my foreleg. "What happened exactly? I'm still a bit dark about all this--"

I grunted. "Murder for profit. Our father left me the head position, left my brothers smaller parts to the whole lot of islands. Backstabbing cunts tried to kill me to inherit, steal from me, my sons!" I stomped my hoof. "They left me to rot in an island dome for the rest of my brainpanned years!"

Steel nodded slowly. "Well, you're alright now. And I'm here."

I opened my mouth to yell, but quickly let it fall shut. "Hmm.... A reason to thank them, maybe." I reached down and bopped her mane with my mouth. "But I do believe a prison or exile would suit them better."

Steel huffed. "Oh calm down. I'm sure you can handle this like adults."

"Yes, with exile and imprisonment." I nodded quickly and looked down at my half-sane mare. "How would Smalls and Screw handle this?"

Steel rolled her eyes. "Bark!"

"Exactly." I poked her back with a hoof and looked to the lighthouse. "Imprisonment."

"Is it because they're family, or is this just your answer to anypony that crosses you?" Steel swept her mane out of her face. "Would you imprison me if I tried to have you killed?"

"...Hard." I looked down at her with a straight face. "I would imprison you so hard...you wouldn't even know how imprisoned you were with how much imprisoning I would do to you."

Steel shook her head. "Tail's up."

"Oh I know!" I snorted and shook my head. "Still going to plug you when we're at a bed...." I snorted again, the frustration starting to taint each grunt and huff. "Steel...stop me if I'm being an ass--"

"That was the plan." She leaned against my back legs, her chin touching my mark. "Now go on, I'm interested and invested in your story."

"My story about bending you over and putting a foal in you?" I laughed and adjusted my back legs. "Needless to say, I feel the great divorce from mind and body might have left some yearning for warm pussy over the year." I scoffed and slapped Steel's back with my tail. "It's a horrid day when a mental patient is laid more than a petty king."

Steel walked around and sat by my foreleg. "Its a bad day when a metallurgist mare is bent over a hospital gurney and violated, but I'm far past complaining."

I huffed. "So, back to that? Exile or imprisonment?"

Steel looked up at me with a smile. "Surprise me."

I nodded and laughed. "Tossed into the sea then." I smiled at her. "Or would you prefer to feed him to a sea-devil yourself?"

Steel shook her head slowly. "I'd really rather you just put him in prison."

I snorted and licked her mane. "I'd prefer to bend you over the railing and inseminate you. But sometimes its just not appropriate."

Steel looked up at me with a cocky smile. "Am I that attractive?"

I nodded. "A little queen I get to bring to my throne."

Steel scoffed. "It has been an interesting ride, hasn't it?"

I sighed heavily and looked to the island dock. We were almost home, and I could finally rip my home back from the clutches of those who would steal it from me. "Its hardly over."

Steel rubbed up against my side. "I meant the asylum, but yes, I do think this will only get worse as time goes on."

I sighed and watched as we pulled up to the dock. Two of my sons were standing, waiting. Giants amongst the fog, lit only by the light coming off the street lanterns. "Oh much, much worse." I looked down to her. "...On a serious note, is it safe to mount you?"

Steel cocked an eyebrow and looked up to me. "I believe Smalls already did. So, assumptions made...yes?"

I scratched the deck with my hoof and stretched my neck. "So, you wouldn't mind me...." I coughed. "I feel like I've been speaking a bit heavily, but that its also rather true.... I just fear my true thoughts might come--"

"What, that you want to fuck me?" Steel put a hoof on my foreleg. "That you want to fill me with cum? That you want me to bear a foal from you? Or about shoving me down and bruising my flank as you stuff me like a cored apple?" She bumped my knee with her flank. "I think you made it pretty clear."

I took a deep breath. "Well...I do believe our bodies hit it off for a reason."

Steel huffed and rolled her eyes. "No, you don't say? Two minds talking, and the bodies decide to do the same in their physical ways? No...."

I snorted and shook my neck. "So...how do you think you'll fit in as a queen?"

Steel shrugged and pulled her hoof away. "I figured I'd deserve as much after the steel I developed litertally took my mind away for a while." She smiled at me. "I think its owed, and I don't think I could have found a better king."

I snorted. "I'm going to cork you full of cum until you stick your tongue out and pant for more...." I snorted again and shifted my back legs. "Dear Celestia...I love you...I love you and I cannot wait until I make you mine." I nuzzled her head and let her ear flick against my cheek. I buried my lips in her mane and snorted. "When we get home, I'm going to take you to the bedroom first--"

"Then stop talking about it--"

"Lord Cross!" A sharp perky voice cried out from the edge of the ship. A pony with a dark burgundy mane peeked over the railing. He stood nearly as tall as me, but he wore a young look about his face. "Dad...who's this?"

I looked the boy up and down. "Thatch...." Another pony with a brown mane and a large reddish brown spot on his side walked over. "Clay...." I looked down to Steel, the one non-white coated pony, and the only one below six-feet. "Boys, meet your mother." I looked between my legs. "And your future sibling."

"Oh gods--" Thatch turned away in a flash.

Clay started laughing. "Old bastard, six not enough?"

I walked over to the brown headed colt. "Large families, Clay, I expect you to do-- To-- what is that?" A strange bipedal thing was hiding behind my son's leg. "Clay, what is that?"

He took a deep breath and looked back at the ponylegged girl that was hiding behind him. "Oh...granddaughter." He looked up to me with a frown. "First one was a girl I'm afraid."

I felt the heat leave my face as Steel climbed up my back and looked down at the strange creature. It bore pony legs, a tail, and a bright mud-red mane, but a human upper half. "Oh...that's new." Steel said, scratching my back with a hoof. "What is it?"

Clay grumbled. "Daughter. Satyr. Granddaughter to you, and technical heiress to Smalls."

I looked Clay in the eyes. "Only the--"

"Oh no, she's the oldest, have twins of the same build with the wife, and another in the wife." He laughed heavily. "Bloody took after the old bastard, didn't I?"

I took a deep breath and looked back to the hybrid child. "I don't know if I should be proud or offput."

Clay laughed. "Well, makes ya feel better, that's just the one wife. Got a Fetlock mare about to pop, and a dragon floating around the eastern isles with a bit of my seed too." He started laughing again. "Like I said, took after the old bastard, didn't I?"

I leaned forward and pressed my forehead against his. "Boy...you're a pervert, a polygamist, and an ungrateful sod." I let out a long sigh. "And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't proud."

Steel cleared her throat and settled onto my back. "Oh sexual prowess, or...."

I looked back at my future wife. "The boy has two wives and he's only..." I looked back to him and held my hoof out.

Clay shook his head and laughed. "Twenty-three."

"Twenty-three!" I stomped my hoof. "The boy must have done something right."

Steel looked over at my son. "Hmm, he sounds interesting to say the least."

Clay started laughing again. "Aye, ol Fetlock ponies get a lot a that from you mainland--"

Steel shook her head. "That's enough, boy. I think you've made your point."

Clay leaned back and grimaced. "Oi, and the heck makes you think you got the right ta talk--"

"Being your step-mother." Steel clarified, standing up on my back to march over and look him in the face.

Clay looked to me. "You just gonna let her talk ta me like--"

"Yes." I answered quickly. "She is your mother after all."

"Pissing heck...great, now tha two of ya can come make me feel like a shitemongrel even more than before." He huffed and turned away. "Dirty old bastard, ya brought a tiny mare with a bigger say than a daft giant, ya pissing...." His voice cut out as he wandered off the dock.

I felt Steel step down from my back and watched as she trotted to the ramp off the ship. "Well, they're interesting."

I walked through the dense fog that was settling over the ship. The gang plank landed heavily against the cut stones of the dock. "One word for them."

"Hmm. Well, family issues seem to be prevelant here. Shall we get started fixing them?" Steel walked off the plank and onto the dock. She looked tiny as she walked amongst the large ponies leaving the ship around her.

I bit my tongue. "I have this...this is my mare...." I smiled to myself. "Bloody brilliant."

Author's Note

Call it there, move on to a sequel where Mr. Cross sorts out his kingdom, his family, and nails a crazy mare right in the pussy. Should be fun.