Night Among Royalty

As we approach the castle I open the door of the carriage put my night vision glasses on and jump out.

“What are you doing!?” Twilight shouts.

“Trust me it’s best if you guys aren’t seen with me at the same time, if some damned rich bastard sees us walk out of the same carriage and knowing the gossip these pricks can spread…” I glide toward the castle when a Pegasus guard flies next to me.

“If you are attending the Gala… you will have to wait until the princess declares-“Before he can finish I land in front of the doors only to be surrounded by more guards this time they decide to threaten me with spears.

“Your princess wants talk to me before she starts this political freak show” I grumble taking my ticket out of the vest pocket and giving it to the Pegasus while a unicorn guard conjures up a sketch.

“Could you remove your glasses, sir?” the unicorn orders.

I take off my glasses then the ranks begin to falter and the guards go back to their posts.

“Right this way sir Frostbite” The unicorn opens the door and I follow.

“I’m no goddamn knight” I mutter before putting the glasses back on.

I keep my eyes on the cobblestone until the guard and I enter a wing made of marble then stop outside a large rosewood door adorned with banners of Celestia’s cutie mark on each side of its archway.

The guard knocks on the door and Celestia’s motherly voice gently shouts “Enter”.

“Show her some respect this time Frostbite” The Guard orders as he opens the doors to a dimly lit room filled with shelves of scrolls with a window of brightly colored glass depicting me strangling Gin while Fluttershy witnesses as the outline of the noose traces around her neck in orange.

Celestia clears her throat snapping my attention to her at the writing desk and placing a scroll on a shelf.

“Good evening Frostbite” she says levitating a tea set to the desk.

“Highly doubtful” I mumble then point at the window “Don’t you need my permission before using my problems to make art? Or is this a message that you’re into strangling yourself while you jack off?”

“Are you ashamed of your accomplishments?” she asks placing the tea cup on the desk and filling it.

“Not what I call an accomplishment-” I growl spitting into the fire “-so what the fuck did you want to see me for?”

Celestia clears her throat “I think you’ll be happy to know that I have given some thought and I just might be tempted to take off increments of your sentence IF you manage to behave yourself”

“You should know that whether or not I behave isn’t up to me but how ponies around me act.” I retort.

“Yes, Twilight has been writing me reports on your behavior in Ponyville and while I say you can spend your earnings on whatever or whomever you choose but you can’t be hostile to every pony who so much as gives you a friendly hello.” I open my mouth to protest when she stands up and walks to the door “Keep what I said in mind and you won’t have to waste another half of your life working as a slave. Now, would you kindly escort me to the main hall so the Gala can begin?”