For the rest of the week and throughout her heat cycle, Luna continued to have the same recurring lucid dream of the black stallion. She would wake up the same way, screaming as she shot out of bed, covered in sweat, and filled with a feeling of dread and uneasiness. And much like that first night, most of the details were lost to her, and the fact that she couldn't remember much slowly began to eat away at her. The day came when Luna finally was no longer in heat, which Luna was more than happy to finally be done with. She had noticed, however, that her breasts had not normally gone back down to their original size like before, even staying sensitive to the touch, but she wasn't one to complain, if it'll give her any kind of edge over Celestia's ridiculous bust. And to sweeten the deal even further, she noticed that the recurring dream involving the black stallion and fornicating with him all suddenly stopped with it, and it further reassured her that whatever it was about, was tied to her just being in heat.

But about two weeks after the incident Luna immediately found herself falling ill one morning, becoming violently so the moment she woke up, and every morning since then and into various points throughout the day. This strange illness also rendered her unable to partake of her usual morning breakfast with Celestia, something she enjoyed greatly, having to excuse herself early to empty her stomach of her favorite muffins before retreating to her bed chambers. Luna didn't involve her older sibling at first, thinking it to be some form of flu or other disease she didn't want to pass along to her, and figured that after a week or so of bed rest and, hopefully, eating well would quell her ailment. But she didn't get over her morning sickness until another two weeks or so passed, and Luna quickly became concerned for her wellbeing. And so, one day, she finally knuckled under and set up a meeting with the palace doctors, but never saying a word to Celestia in order to keep her from worrying. However, despite being royalty, it seems that bureaucracy held some power over her, and couldn't see any available doctor for another week.

As quickly as it came, Luna discovered that her ailment had disappeared just as quickly and mysteriously as it came, though she seemed to have been mysteriously gaining a little weight during that time. Not wanting to take the chance of having such an irritating sickness return, she now found herself within the palace doctor's office, awaiting her results. The past two hours prior consisted of detailed and generally irritating or embarrassing questioning, as well as practices Luna was not readily familiar with, from reading her blood pressure to being inspected by the unicorn doctor's "machines", as well as practices she was readily aware of, such as the poking and prodding of her body, both physically and magically. But Luna persevered through it all, and now all she had left was to wait for what the doctors had to say in regards to what, exactly, made her so ill for almost three weeks and had her putting on additional weight for a little over three months.

Luna was snapped out of her thoughts when the door opened, and the doctor, a mare with a caramel cream coat and pink hair, shuffled in, looking nervous as she fiddled with the manilla folder that Luna presumed held her test results.

"Thank you for your patience, your Highness," The doctor said, giving a light bow as she did. She then straightened up before taking a seat across from Luna, then opened the folder and started sifting through the various sheets of paper within.

"Doctor," Luna said, not sure how else to break the silence, "Did...did you find out what it was that ailed me?"

The doctor froze up and went unnervingly still at the question, her anxiety being shown even more as she bit down on her lower lip. The doctor's reaction alone caused Luna to worry, even more so when she started to shuffle nervously in her seat. Finally, the doctor worked up enough nerve to collect herself, and briefly cleared her throat.

"W-Well, yes" The doctor said, "From what we could collect from your test results, as well as from the answers you gave us, you can rest assured that what you experienced wasn't a serious illness."

Luna let out a light sigh of relief, tension from being anxious slowly leaving her body, until the doctor once again cleared her throat.

"H-However," she continued, "Before I tell you what, exactly, is happening to you, I need to ask you some...personal questions, if you're okay with this?"

Luna was about to say "Yes", but stopped herself when she thought over how the doctor gave her answer. She had said that she would tell her what is happening to her, rather than what had happened to her, as if whatever that had afflicted her was still present. But why?, she wondered. What relief she had was now gone as uneasiness and anxiety settled in, but still managed to answer with a nod. The doctor then nodded back in confirmation, and flipped through the various sheets in the folder before turning her attention back to Luna.

"Now, you said that you started to experience morning sickness about a week after your being in heat, correct?" the doctor asked.

"That's correct," Luna answered, a little confused. What does her being in heat have to do with this? The doctor then gave a weak nod before continuing.

"Okay," the doctor stammered, "A-And during your time in heat, did you, and forgive me for having to ask you something so personal, ever...you know...have any intimate relations with a stallion?"

"Of course not!" Luna barked, nearly shouted, as she jumped to her feet. The doctor yelped and flinched as she hid behind the folder, expecting to be lashed at. Luna immediately noticed her outburst had scared the poor doctor, and took a calming breath before sitting back down. "I...I apologize for my outburst. But my answer to your question is still no; I did not, during the most fertile time the year, lay with any stallion. But why would you ask such questi-?" Luna trailed off as she thought about what she was about to ask the mare doctor, her eyes growing wide with fear as the realization of what these line of questions were leading up to sank in quickly.

The doctor shifted nervously again after calming down from Luna's little outburst, this time a solemn look now hanging on her face. She then pulled out a sheet from the folder, and held it out for Luna to take. Luna reached out to take the sheet of paper, her hands quaking as she took it, and looked at it. There were no words. There was only a strange picture on it, and to Luna it looked like a bad black-and-white drawing of a bean-shaped bladder or organ, with two, smaller bean shaped objects encompassing the majority of the black space within the first organ, circled in red ink. Luna remembered seeing something like this when the doctor was using one of those strange "machines" on her; she said it was called...oh, what did she way it was? A sonogram, that's what it was. A device that used sound waves to take internal images of the body. She was using it over her waist, just above her uterus...

"Goddess above, no...," Luna muttered as she covered her mouth, her pupils shrinking to pinpricks from the shock of the truth settling in more the longer she stared at it. Tears of fear welled up in her eyes as she stared at the image of the foals that were now growing within her. She was scared, terrified, petrified even, not only because she was now pregnant, but because she had no recollection of ever, and she swears, by all that is holy and true, EVER being with a stallion. The only thing that remotely came to mind were those strange dreams of the black stallion...

The black stallion!, she mentally shouted. And as if someone had flipped a switch, her mind was immediately flooded with visions of the dreams, now playing within her mind's eye clear as day as they replayed themselves. Every sinful act, every moment of lust-filled rutting and bucking with her other half that so easily manipulated her was forced upon her, forever being burned into her mind. She remembered now, everything. The first night held the most powerful revelation, when Nightshade Crescent revealed himself to be Nightmare Moon, and her plan to use her body to produce her own vessel. Luna felt ill, violently ill, but nothing would come, not even a dry heave, when she was forced to remember herself as she begged for him, cried out for him, and mindlessly enjoyed every moment of carnal pleasure they shared, only to now realize that there was no passion, no love, only Nightmare Moon's determination for escape.

Luna was briefly brought back when the doctor cleared her throat again, but she never tore her eyes away from the image of the sonogram.

"P-Princess Luna," she started as calmly and as reassuringly as she could, "Whether you acknowledge it or not, you're pregnant. Judging from when you're heat cycle ended, and when you're morning sickness started and ended...you're a little over three months along now. The fact that you've been sick every morning is perfectly natural and, aside from being late, a clear indication of it." The doctor gave pause, easily noticing Luna's growing fear of an unexpected pregnancy, and was genuinely scared for her well-being. "But...there's more." Luna managed to pull her gaze away from the sonogram to look up at her, her eyes seeming to grow ever wider at the terrifying prospect of there being more. "I-It's not just one foal...you're pregnant with twins."

Author's Note

And so I leave you with this terrible, terrible cliffhanger!

What will become of Luna's future? How will she hide her pregnancy from all of Equestria? Will she be able to bring harm to her own foals, or will she struggle to guide them towards the light, away from Nightmare Moon's influence? So. Many. Questions!

A little Trivia that I'd like to share with everypony.

Originally, I wanted to create a GOOD END for this story, as well as a BAD END, but due to regulations and rules to this website that's considered "choose your own story", which apparently is frowned upon but practiced nonetheless, and my utter lacking to actually do a good and/or bad end, I've abandoned the idea. For now.