Blueblood

by Imperial Statue

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Tragedy, Slice of Life, Sad, Anthro, Drama
Length: 404

" One cannot Judge a Man, until he Hast Brought with him a vision of his past."

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-10-29 04:38:10 UTC

A New Arrival

Many may criticize The stallion known as Blueblood, Out of Touch, corrupt and Inevitably worthless in heart. But For anyone in court, there was a time when he was well kept, Polite and truly a gentleman, And at times, a sweetheart in all, looks and Nature. The past, holds the secret to all in the present, there is no way to avoid It's Blunt truth. The Being known as Blueblood, Is a being of many mirrors,many Gateways, Many forests Carrying gold or Bile, whatever You see in him, But as the speaker of all truth, I shall tell the story of the being that is simply known as Prince Blueblood.

The Clock strikes twelve as a carriage pulls into the Palace of Louisan, Or otherwise known as simply, Canterlot. Harmony, Elegance and Enlightenment are the Main factors here in play, Should one compare anything to the Palace's elegance, the closest thing would be a planet made entirely from gold. The figure, whoever it is in the carriage, knows this all too well as the doors soon open, and out steps a well kept, silver buckle shoe, Natural Light blonde hair and Gorges white fur, At home he was called 'Angel'. Anyone could see that someday,he would be the Partner of Any mare's visions, and the Representative of males for the Kingdom itself. He wears a dark blue Silk vest, with Black trousers, and Oddly enough.. Is extremely femenine, for despite his height, his hips are motherly, Waist, Well fed but not very masculine, some may even see a large hint of a hourglass in it's angles, unlike mist male hairstyles, His is actually slightly braided with the most shocking thing of all, a Dark blue Rose in it.. With a Seemingly uni-sexual Handfan. He looks up to the palace, and smiles, thinking of what may, or is to be.

"It is to be suiting the goverment is to be Settled in such a golden nest.." The younger sounding Stallion states, as he walks up the steps into the palace itself, Not looking at anyone in particular, but they look at him, Oh how they glare.. He is simply, too femenine for a male, And Horribly Un-Masculine if one were to consider the possibility he could be on the list for possible regents If The queen or her sister were to suddenly fall Ill or worse. It would be a crime.