Daring Do and the tale of the one from Ponyville

Daring had arranged a table for two in the Dining hall in an hour, meanwhile just outside the Presidential suite Samantha Cheerilee gingerly opened the double door in front of her and then gasped.

The suite was enormous, with a large open living area with various paintings and artworks adorning the walls and stone pedestals along them.

Then you came to the actual suite itself, with two double doors branching off left and right and a door at the back that lead onto a balcony overlooking the rest of Manehattan.

In the middle of the room were two couches and a few feet left of it, a blackjack table.

The door to the left lead to an indoor pool and spa area, the pool had its own diving platform and board while the spa area was gently bubbling with warm water.

The door to the right of the main area lead to the bedroom, with two large luxurious four poster beds with silk drapes.

Next to the beds were nightstand's with lamps on them and there was a small room to the left of the beds themselves.

This room was the wardrobe and was lined with fine clothes, that apparently all fit, other than the ones on the left, which would most likely fit Jade.

With thirty minutes before she was due in the dining hall, she picked out a dress; It was a light blue, with most likely sapphires encrusted into, it had a note hidden in it saying Treat with care, The Messenger. It also had a small pocket which strangely had something in it.

That something was a small metal object, a small black bottom with white grip leading to a silver top with blue semi-sphere on the very tip.

        She placed the object carefully on the night stand next to her bed and forgot about it.

"Strange, the name is familiar, but I really cant my hoof on it." she said while swishing around in the dress in front of a mirror.

The sun edged its way lower and lower until it had finally reached the point where it was only half, showering the sky around it with purple, orange and red.

The dining hall was mostly silver, with large glass windows with red velvet curtains.

The floor was littered with various tables with ponies and unicorns all being served, ordering food or chatting over a glass of wine, there was even a romantic candle light dinner between a filly and colt.

And there at the only table with one occupant, was Daring Do, her mane loose and slightly wilder than usual in a splendid pink dress with a red rose in her hair.