Solar Child: The Original Chapters

Solar Child

Chapter Six

Written by Bakmah Genesis

        Celestia sat in her personal dining room with her niece and daughter.  The three of them sat in silence as they ate.  Celestia found it odd how her daughter always kept herself covered and didn't speak much, she even thought she had a slight limp.  She feared what actually happened during her daughters imprisonment.  If anything happened to her, the guards will find a rather messy cell the next day.  Of that, she was sure.

     "Mommy?"  Celestia looked up at her daughter and smiled warmly at her.  Comforting whatever troubles she couldn't see.

     "Yes dear?"  Twilight shifted slightly.

     "Shining said my mothers name was Sparkle, what happened to her?"  Celestia's smile faded away and her eyes gained a distant and sad look to them.  Sensing this, Cadence put a comforting hoof on her aunts shoulder.  Celestia took a shaky breath.

     "Sparkle was a beautiful unicorn mare who was the captain of my guard.  She was always kind and helping and, like you, she had a love for reading and learning.  She was a curious one."  A smile appeared on her lips.  "I got to personally know her.  After her last husband, Shining's father, she gave up on stallions, thinking them too selfish for certain things.  That's about the time she began to like mares.

     "We then began to find interest in one another.  I believe it was when I was setting the sun and raising the moon, that I first confessed my love for her.  She was more than happy to share that she had the same feelings for me."  Celestia chuckled at the memory.

       Celestia sat next to a blue mare with a red mane, a streak of pink running down it.  The mare was focused on the setting sun and the beautiful sky.  Celestia took this moment to examine the mare without her armor.  She traced the mares figure, stopping briefly at her flank, before continuing up to her face once more.

       "I always loved the twilight.  The beautiful colors surpass the day and night.  It is a beautiful combination." said the mare as she watched the sky.  Celestia nuzzled up to the mare.

       "Not as beautiful as you, Sparkle."  Sparkle blushed at the comment and looked up at Celestia with a smile.

      "Um....you can't actually mean that, Tia?"  Celestia leaned forward to the mare.

     "Of course I do.  For the longest while I felt something that I haven't felt in hundreds of years.  Just recently, I figured out that...."  Celestia blushed and looked down.  "That I love you, my dear Sparkle."  Sparkle sat quiet for a few minutes.  Celestia thought that she would hate her and their friendship would change.  She knew of her age and statues but she still had natural worry.  Sparkle surprised her with a kiss.

      "I love you, too, Tia."  She went in for another kiss, this time Celatia returned it.  They sat there under the sun set, lost in a deep passionate kiss.

     "Sadly, duty comes first.  She was to be deployed to a rising conflict on the eastern border.  By then, we just found out that I was pregnant with you."  Celestia inhaled sharply, knowing what she had to say next.   "Three months before you were due, their was an attack on the eastern border.  Ten ponies died in the attack, your mother being one of them."  Celestia paused to wipe away a few tears.

     "I attempted court that day, trying to be strong for my ponies, but I ended up breaking down before we begun.  The next months were painful."  She smiled and looked at her daughter.  "Then you came along. You are the best thing to enter my life and I will never want that to change."  Twilight leaped into her mothers hooves.  Celestia embraced her daughter.

      "I wouldn't want it to change either.  You are the best mommy, ever!"  Celestia smiled. She of froze when she saw the series of bruises and cuts on her daughters back.  Celestia had been so stressed the last week that she never noticed until now.  Twilight felt her mother tense up and looked up at her.

     "I think I will need to have a chat with my prisoner today."  True to her word, guards were washing remains off the walls the next day.