Epilogue

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Flash moved into Duneyrr's personal chambers for what she knew and was glad, would be the very last time. At once she went about cleaning his chambers as she had for the past ten years. It was a bit diffiercult to focus, due to her eggs being very, very close to being laid, but she had to hold on. Once she and Fling were out of the castle and away from the bastard unicorn, she could lay her eggs in the safe knowledge that the king wouldn't be able to do a thing to them.

As she moved to dust a pedistal on the wall opposite the unicorn's bed, she paused as she looked at what was on it. The pedestal looked grand, with ornate carvings from the bottom to the top. Sitting atop the pedestal was a blue, velvet cushion. On the cushion lay a simple-looking black collar.

Curious, she looked to an inscription on the base beneath the cushion.

Evening Glimmer. The most enjoyable slave ever

Glancing at the date beneath, this female had clearly been generations before her time.

Moved to dust it, she paused, a sneer forming on her beak.

Quickly moving to her bag of cleaning supplies, she pulled out another worn collar, one she'd found that was taken from a female who'd finished her public service the other day.

Hurrying back over, she switched the two, putting the collar from the pedestal in her bag. She'd have Fling put it around her before they left. She loved the idea of finally being able to stick it to the unciorn who'd made her suffer so much under his charge. And how better than to take the collar of his favorite past slave, yet leaving him none the wiser?

That done, she returned to her cleaning, knowing she'd be free to leave once she'd finished.

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Duneyrr growled as he watched the griffon leave with the Pegasus clutching onto his arm, the caribou following behind them.

He couldn’t believe he’d lost a slut due to the law. It was ridiculous. He was the King of the Unicorns, and rightful ruler of Equestria, and he’d just been forced to bow to lowly peasants.

“I wish I could say farewell at a better time, my king.”

Duneyrr managed to put his anger on hold for a moment as he turned to see Fling standing nearby, a rucksack over his shoulder. Standing next to him was another griffon, one of the sluts.

Duneyrr grit his teeth when he noticed it was the one whose public service was over and thus she was free to go. Even he still had to obey that rule, despite his desire to tell it to go fuck itself.

Glowering at the female, Duneyrr nodded to Rasmus, who nodded and walked over, grabbing the collar around the female’s neck. At once it unclipped and came off of her, marking her time as officially over.

“So, Fling Feather,” Duneyrr said, turning to his loyalist of guards who was not doing it simply for the money, “you really won’t change your mind?”

Fling Feather shook his head. “Please forgive me, my king, but I feel it is time I settled down and started a family.”

The unicorn nodded, glancing to the female and noticing a slightly strained expression on her face. “What her problem?” he couldn’t really care, but he preferred not having something looking like they were constipated hanging around.

“Need relief!” she grimaced, moving her hands to her ass.

The unicorn just snorted. “Well, you’re not using my castle’s chambers. Go out in the village for all I care. You’re not my problem anymore.”

“I was aware this female was leaving today, sire, so I brought her new collar,” Fling Feather said, pulling a black collar from within the tuft of his right wing. "I can't have her just being claimed by the first male who sees her uncollared, can I?"

Before anyone could say anything, he slipped it around the female griffon’s neck and it clipped into place.

“Farewell, my king,” Fling said, bowing to the unicorn. “May you get all you deserve in life.”

With that, the two griffons left, Duneyrr and Rasmus watching until they had were out of sight.

Once they were gone, Duneyrr turned and headed back towards his throne room to declare he was going to bed early today.

However, another guard suddenly approached him. “Sire, we caught a traitor!”

Duneyrr scowled. “What did he do?”

The guard, a goat with small horns, shuffled. “He was stationed to guard a room on that floor you only allow a select few guards access to.”

Duneyrr's eyes narrowed. “What did he do, guard?”

The goat clenched his spear in anger. “His follow guard on duty reported that he’d peered into the room at one point for an unknown reason. Then, just a couple minutes ago, maids bringing food to the moose you have guarding the room with all of your unicorn horns found they’d been knocked unconscious.”

“What do those two idiots and that room have to do with this?” Rasmus snarled.

“While there was nothing but the horns in the room before, there is now some kind of metal sphere in the centre of it and the moose claim a griffon matching the description of the one who’d peered into the room you forbid any enter to.”

Duneyrr snarled, his eyes wide with anger. “And you say the two are related situations?!”

The goat nodded, his expression firm. “We believe so, sire. The traitor denies it, but the moose pointed him out and, while he never went into the forbidden room on that floor, the room where the moose were guarding now has something inside it didn’t have before. As to what the sphere is meant for, we cannot say, as you have forbidden any to enter that room either.”

Duneyrr growled, clenching his fists. That griffon would pay, though now he was worried what the sphere was meant for. For the griffon to have gotten it into the room, the abomination’s magic must have let him in.

He would need to find out why the griffon was allowed in, when the magic would harm any other male who entered.

He followed the goat, who led him towards the room the supposed traitor had been guarding before whatever happened with the abominations room.

The two guards currently stationed there nodded as he walked in and looked to the collar sitting on the pedestal. At once he could tell something was off. This was not the collar he'd put in here. There was a hair missing that had been on the original. Whomever took the collar from the room hadn't noticed that tiny detail, but the unicorn, having lived as long as he had, ntoiced such a tiny detail others would not.

He felt like snarling and sneering. Snarl because someone had dared to steal something of his own, and sneer because of how his plan had worked.

Yes, he said this room was to hold the collar he intended to put around little Luna's neck and had even told Rasmus as such and shown him. However, what he did not tell Rasmus was that, yet again, in his own stroke of brilliance, he had lied there too.

The collar in this room had been a decoy, meant to trick any who somehow managed to learn about it and either wanted to take Luna for themselves, or had a reason to go against the unicorn's beliefs.

He knew such people existed in his castle, it was a given. He even spoke with several on occasions. However, they were took scared of his magic to go against him.

But, he also knew his son had been badmouthing him at the castle drinkery and had spoken of the collar several times. In a way, it had been the perfect bait. He had proven that there were at least a few with the balls to go against him, who would dare to take what was his.

Telling Rasmus had been a good idea.

None knew that the true collar was in his personal chambers, set on a pedestal honouring a past slave. None would think or even having the guts to look in his personal chambers for the collar that would make Luna his once more. Nor would they think it was such an ordinary-looking collar and would just ignore it.

Smiling inwardly to himself, he put a scowl on his face and walked out fo the room, before following the goat towards where they were keeping the griffon who'd attacked the two moose.

He could care less about the moose being injured. What he wanted to know, was how the griffon had gotten into the room with the abomination's magic and what that metal sphere he'd put in there was for. Not to mention, the timing with the attack and the fact that the decoy collar had been taken and replaced with a fake could not be ignored.

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“You’re sure about all this?” Flash said with a gasp as she struggled to hold her eggs in for a bit longer, her new black collar marking her as Fling's glittering in the sunlight.

Fling Feather nodded as he hurriedly led her to the hospital so she could lay.

“The plan has worked. Duneyrr has no idea the collar he now has guarded is just a fake. When he uses it on Princess Luna, he will be in for a very nasty surprise.”

He'd found it hard, pretending to still have respect for the stallion who'd said he would kill Fling's progeny, but he had just made it. Now, though, if he ever encountered the unicorn again, he would not pretend to be respectful. He didn't have to live a lie he hadn't kno-wn he was living until he'd learned the unicorn's intentions for his chicks.

Personally, he could not wait for Princess Luna to arrive and deal some long overdue justice on that's unicorn's head, along with his horrid son's.

However, he put those thoughts aside for now and smiled, nuzzling his mate's neck.

“But we shouldn’t think about that right now. We have chicks on the way.”

Flash smiled up at him and they increased their pace so as to reach the hospital in time, neither aware that Flash now wore the very collar they thought they had replaced.

Life was going to be a lot better for the two griffons and soon, all of Caridoon too.

Author's Note

ANNNNND THAT'S IT! This fic is done.

Phew, took WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY longer to finish this than i'd thought it would and now i can focus on other fics that i've had to leave on the backburner while this one was nagging at me to finish.

In truth, it was so thtiger wouldn't leave me in the dust as he updated his own and anyone else added there stories to the group.

I do hope this didn't seem rushed out tacky to any of you. it's generally how i wanted to fic to go and i just felt if i took too long trying to deepen in more than i had, it wouldn't gotten boring, either for my readers or for me.

So, now that the collar is no longer a problem, Luna will have no problem handling Duneyrr when she does get to Caridoon (though we all know that's a long time off).

So, that's my contribution to the Caridoon Project done. However, if any of you wanna join in and add you own stories, go ahead and do it.

Remember, you don't need to go as i did. You can make just comedy stuff, be it in Equestria as they adapt to the new lifestyles or even some characters within Caridoon itself. i know a certain pair of pegasi and griffons that could use a back story. Or maybe you wanna write the tales of the adventures of the Ursine and his Earth Pony companion.

You don't even need to write stuff that needs to be canon to the universe, as there's a Non-Canon folder in the group. You wanna write stuff that's just so batshit crazy or dark that it wouldn't be canon, it can go into the Non-Canon folder. thtiger doesn't mind, that's the whole point of the Non-Canon folder.

Whatever you chose, just have fun with it, as that was thtiger's point to the unviverse of The Caridoon Project.

Well, that's all from me for now, as it's passed 8pm, here in Australia and i'll be taking the day off from writing tomorrow to rest up before getting back to my other fics.

i have an idea which i wanna work on again first, but which would you rather?

Also, let me know what you thought of this fic on the whole, and you can be blunt as you like, just try to be kind as well, okay?

Well, that's all from me, so, until next time, goodnight everypony

*Fist pumps* Finally got this thing finished. YES!