'In Kolari, there are many mysteries ponykind cannot explain. They all seem so surreal, so unrealistic, yet so true. Solun can be described as one of these great mysteries.

Once upon a time, in the deepest snow, the kingdom of Solun will reveal itself. Only to those who know it and it's secrets may enter, others rejected. Grian, a pony prince, and the current owner of the kingdom, hides a secret many ponies cannot explain.

He is half changeling.

The story begins thusly- a pony with the name of Grian was set to become the next ruler over the large pony kingdom. An evil townspony that goes by the name of Akvo, wishes also to be crowned royalty. She tries to fight Grian, but ultimately loses. However, this isn't the end of Akvo. Far from it.

Akvo proceeded to cast a spell on Grian, causing him to be turned into a changeling, a secret only his closest friends and family knew.

The only way for Grian to be turned back was to find somepony who loved him truly, even with the knowledge of him being a changeling. Without it, he shall live forever in pain, watching his friends and family die around him, waiting for someone to find him.

And so he waits.'

The story was once again burned in Scarlette's mind. It's a story everypony knew from school, and was an everlasting legend in the mind of ponies.

And she was living it.

"W.. how.. t-this has to be fake! I know it!" Scarlette snapped. Sky backed off, the book dropping on the ground with a loud 'thud'. Sky shook his head, trying to come up with a response, until the pony from before walked over to them again.

"Uh.. sorry to interrupt, but.. this is very much real. You're living the legend of Solun," He said, picking up the book with his magic and placing it back onto it's high spot on the shelf.

"S-So.. I'm just a pawn..?! A pawn for you guys to try to take me to that changeling, and try to get me to fall in love so you guys won't have to deal with the pain of living anymore..?! Fine! If that's all I'm good for, legend or not, I'll walk out of that door and you'll never see me again!" Scarlette yelled. The pony tried to get closer, but Sky blocked him.

"S-Seto.. let her get over it on her own," He said, dropping his hoof back to his side. Scarlette was fuming, but refused to speak again. The next few moments of silence were short-lived, as another pony walked into the room unknowing of what had happened beforehand.

"What's going on here..? I thought I heard something," A pony said, Scarlette didn't turn to look, but the others took a quick peek at the pony.

"Grian! Thank Celestia you're here," Sky said with a sigh of relief. Scarlette turned, seeing the tall pony walk up to her.

"..Scarlette. I'm sorry I'm keeping you captive here, but it is what must be done. You can't just get up and leave! If you could, I would've had you out of here hours ago," He said. Even still, somehow through all of this, he had never shown any signs of emotion. Was it because he was half changeling?

"C-Changelings don't have love.. they feed on it..! ..You don't want me out of here, you want me to.." Scarlette tried to say through her anger. Grian once again stopped her.

"..Please, Scar," He said, but was immediately cut off by her.

"N-No! Avian is the only one that can call me Scar, I swear, I'll-" She started, but Sky grabbed her and put a hoof over her mouth.

"Hehe.. look at the time..! We better head off to bed, right..? Can't wait to see that new room, can you..? Let's get going..!" He said hurriedly, stuttering a fake laugh. Grian just sighed, turning back to the library and grabbing a book off of the shelf with his magic. Scarlette tried to argue, but felt it was unnecessary.

The two ponies walked down the slightly quiet hall, their hoofsteps echoing on the marbled tiles of the castle. Once they reached the West Hall, they walked down to a room, unlabeled, unlike the others with gold-plated nameplates on the center of each.

"..Here we go. H-Head right off to bed, don't go into the East Hall.. and be ready for breakfast in the morning. 9:00 sharp.. a-as the cooks say. Goodnight..!" He said, shuffling farther down the hall, to a room labeled 'Clouded Sky', and entered it. Scarlette sighed, entering her room.

The tiredness she felt suddenly vanished, overridden by shock and surprise. This bedroom was nothing like she had ever seen- king-sized bed, a personal bathroom and shower, marble floors, everything a pony could want.

She began searching the whole way through the room, gasping at each room and enjoying the detail in every aspect of it. It seemed like a dream- or a fairy tale. The bed was overwhelmingly comfortable- Nothing like the run-down bunk bed from when they were fillies that Avian and her used to use.

Upon closer inspection, Scarlette found a few notes posted around her room in various locations. She went up to one near the towels, reading the small handwriting cautiously.

'Towels are restocked every day, so they'll always be there when you need them.

-Grian'

Scarlette just groaned, crumbling the note into a ball and chucking it into the trash bin. Other notes were placed about, but Scarlette needn't read them, as the premise was already pointed out from the object it was placed by. She sat down on her bed, sinking into the mattress and sighing happily.

All of a sudden, she remembered that she was still wearing her scarf, a scarf her mother made her when she was younger. She stripped out of her neck, noticing how tattered and weak it was. She just sighed, placing it on her nightstand and laying down in the bed.

"That was my favorite, too.." She muttered, turning off her side lamp and closing her eyes, letting sleep overtake her.

Author's Note

Finally, I finished this chapter! Also, any constructive criticism would be nice, I'm not sure if I've led this story in a bad direction or not. Thanks!