Game of Thrones: Equestria

Celestia’s sun was starting to rise and shine down on the city of Canterlot. In one of the rooms of the castle, Wulfric, his wives, and new friend and member of his herd, Lock, all lay sleeping together on the big bed. Wulfric was still cuddling with Applejack and Rainbow inched herself up to Lock’s neck and was licking its side in her sleep. Meanwhile, Lock had woken up some ten minutes ago and was staring at the ceiling above. He looked to be deep in thought, but he was actually speaking with someone in his mind.

Lucifer, I can’t…

And just what do you mean, you can’t?

Plans have changed around here, I can’t go back just yet.

Do you have any idea how difficult it was to regain contact with you? One moment you were picking up the pieces from your battle with Lust and then, all of a sudden, I felt our mental connection almost sever completely.

It was an accident, Twilight had no idea the mirror would pull me in.

Not to mention that you still have an obligation to be back in your world.

I know I do, I haven’t forgotten, but there’s just some things I wanna help out with here in this world.

Dimitri, that sounds like you already made a decision to stay.

That’s because I have, but rest assured it’s not permanent.

And how can you be so sure? Because from the looks of it, you seem quite connected with these beings.

It’s just a faze, they were nice enough to welcome me and I accepted.

That may be, but have you pondered the realization that the reason why your power has dwindled is because of your soul?

What about my soul?

“Mmm…” Rainbow hummed as she began to stir, still licking his neck and hugged him closer.

We’ll have to talk later.

Oh believe me, we most certainly shall.

As the voice in his head left him, Rainbow briefly stopped licking him and lifted her head to meet her eyes with his.

“Good morning, gorgeous, how’d you sleep?” Lock said with a smile.

“I slept great. Even had a dream about you~.” Rainbow purred while nuzzling him.

“Wanna hear it?”

“By all means,” Lock said as he wrapped his arms around her.

“Tell me.”

“I dreamt you and my husband were competing on who had more stamina with me as the referee~.” Rainbow smiled while nuzzling him.

“Who won?”

“Mmm it was a tie~.”

You shouldn’t get too attached, my hand. Lucifer whispered, making Lock unintentionally narrow his eyes.

It is as you have said, only a faze with these ones.

I’ll be the judge of that, Lucifer.

“Lock?” Rainbow called out, holding his cheek.

“You okay? You looked pretty serious about something.”

Lock blinked and noticed Rainbow’s worried expression. He smiled as he reached up and scratched behind her ears, making her coo and lean up to kiss him.

“I just remembered something important that I needed to share with you and Wulfric,” Lock said as they separated.

“Come on, let’s all get ready for the day.”

“After you-OOH!!” Rainbow yelped as she was grabbed by the ankles and suddenly felt her husband’s cock enter her with a full thrust.

“Mmm morning my she wolf~” he grinned, giving it to her hard and slow.

“Heh, maybe a quickie wouldn’t hurt,” Lock smirked as he lined himself up and penetrated her other hole.

“Ah~! Am I a lucky mare or what!”

After a rather heated morning welcome, with Applejack soon joining in on the fun when she woke, the group were making their way to the dining room to meet the other royals for breakfast. Applejack was leaning on her husband’s arm while Rainbow Dash was being carried on Lock’s back.

“Remind me again why I’m carrying you like a filly?” Lock chuckled, glancing over his shoulder.

“Cause I like feeling your strong back just as much as you like holding my sexy butt.” She replied and nibbled his ear.

“Sure, whatever you say, Skittles,” Lock rolled his eyes.

“What does Skittles mean?” Wulfric wondered.

“It’s a candy from my home world,” Lock explained.

“They’re these little hard candies that come in an assortment of colors and Rainbow’s hair reminds me of it. They’ve even got a funny motto.”

“What is it?” Rainbow wondered.

“Taste the Rainbow,” Lock winked over his shoulder.

Rainbow’s wings pomfed at the phrase but she was grinning and nuzzled him once more.

“So I take it you’re addicted to this candy?” She inquired while twirling a finger around his chest.

Lock responded by grabbing Rainbow’s arm and switching his carry to a bridal style. He dipped the mare dramatically and kissed her, making the maids squeal and swoon and the butlers laugh to themselves.

“Mmm, sweet like the candy, yet spicy like your personality,” Lock murmured in a low voice that sent shivers down her spine.

“Hey! Don’t go overboard.” Wulfric cautioned while Rainbow stuck her tongue out at him.

“Aww my big man jealous?” Applejack teased.

“Relax Wulfric,” Lock said as he handed Rainbow over to him.

“It’s as I said, they’re your wives and you their husband. I’d rather rip my own soul out than get in the way of that.”

“Yeah and besides.” Rainbow said, wrapping her arms around him.

“You’re more aggressive than he is in bed~”

“And don’t you forget it.”

Wulfric spanked both his mares as they neared the dining room to find the rest of the royals eating breakfast, save for two boys who were absent.

“I forgot, the boys are not back yet.” Wulfric sighed and looked concerned as he sat down.

“Fuck…” Lock cursed, reminding himself what the thestral mare told him.

“What’s wrong Dimitri?” Celestia wondered.

“Did you lose your appetite?”

“No…but Beorn’s still might,” Lock sighed as he leaned his head on his hand.

“What do you mean?” Marshall asked as he sipped his coffee.

“Last night, one of the thestral guards came to our room for an urgent report. Turns out those assassins weren’t the only attackers, bandits tried to ambush the recruits during the survival exercise.”

“They what?!?” Wulfric shouted before being urged by his wives to calm down.

“What about the boys? My son and Imperius, are they hurt?”

“According to the report, the recruits and officers with them managed to thwart the bandits’ efforts and even took some prisoners. Beorn and Imperius fought together and saved the group.”

“That’s my boy!” Rainbow cheered.

“I knew that training would pay off,” Marshall smirked. Lock didn’t smile at that and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Is there something else?”

“Yeah…Beorn lost it again,” Lock said, making Wulfric’s eyes widen.

“He bashed one of their skulls in and didn’t stop until there was just a bloody mess. It took most of the recruits to restrain him and get him to calm down before he hurt anyone else. I’d imagine the poor kid’s going through a mental hell right now.”

“Damn…” Wulfric sighed.

“If only his birth wasn’t so….violent. I wanted nothing but peace for my children.”

“It’s not your fault daddy.” Said Apple Jewel.

“Indeed, you had me train the boy and as his instructor I believe in his strength,” Marshall said.

“As such, I would advise that Beorn not involve himself in any kind of combat until his rage is quelled.”

“That’s a long road to cross, Marshall,” Lock said.

“Anger is also known as wrath, one of the seven sins. It takes a lot to channel one’s anger and be able to manage it. I should know, I’ve got plenty of it.”

“You? You don’t seem like the angry type,” Luna said.

Lock just stared at Luna and made his eyes turn bright amber.

“My days in the military and war I wage against Dainn and his Overlords say otherwise,” Lock mumbled.

“Mm Battle fatigue.” The lord regent said before taking a sip of coffee.

“Wulfric, you mind telling me how this started?” Lock asked his friend who seemed hesitant to answer but was reassured by his wives. Wulfric divulged the entire story of his peoples exodus from the north and the bandit attack they had suffered shortly after. That event was Beorn's first taste of combat and the trigger that unlocked his berserker state.

“So, his first taste of blood wasn’t a pleasant experience,” Lock hummed.

“Not in the slightest,” Wulfric sighed.

Lock then turned to Apple Jewel who was frowning and her ears dropped. Being the comforting soul he was, Lock reached over and picked up Apple Jewel and sat her on his knee. She looked up at him as he smiled and patted her head.

“Your brother is going to be alright, sweetheart,” Lock said.

“He’s got the best family and an even better sister than anyone could ask for.”

“Hey! That’s my job!” Wulfric shouted as everyone laughed before resuming breakfast.

“Uncle?” Apple Jewel said.

“What’s up, Jewel?”

“When is my brother coming back?”

“I think they said he’ll be back by the end of the week,” Lock said.

“Oh that reminds me,” Celestia said.

“I received a message from Queen Chrysalis, she called for a meeting along with a diplomat from Prance.”

“Chrysalis? Haven’t seen her in a while.” Wulfric smirked much to Applejack’s annoyance.

“Hmph, I was hoping she’d buzz off and never bother us again,” Applejack sneered.

“If she tries anything, I’ll rip her wings off!” Rainbow barked.

“Hey how, what the hell is this all about?” Lock asked as Apple Jewel nibbled on some toast in his lap.

“Auntie Chrissy likes to flirt with daddy a lot.” Apple Jewel sighed while her mothers seemed to finish their breakfast in a hurry.

Lock paused for a moment as the name reminded him of his world’s Chrysalis. He frowned as he was reminded of the state he found her in, but chose to keep it to himself unless things got too heated.

“So Celestia, why is someone from Prance also coming?”

“We managed to form an alliance when the war broke out. He wishes to discuss military tactics and such with us.”

“Military, huh?” Lock grinned.

“Lucky for him, that’s my Department, I can give some pointers as well.”

“By the way, Lock, what was your rank in the military?” Marshall wondered.

Lock paused from his eating and reached into his shirt and pulled out a small chain with tags on them. There seemed to be six of them and two had his name on it.

“1st Lieutenant of Alpha Platoon.”

“Impressive.” Marshall smirked but noticed the other tags attached to his necklace.

“I take it, those are the men you lost.”

Lock frowned as he gazed at the other tags and closed his fingers around them.

“One of them, yeah, my C.O.” Lock sighed.

“And the other, my shitty father. He was a dishonorable discharge from the army and is rotting in a cell where he belongs.”

“Mmm, so he took it out on you eh?” Wulfric guessed to which Lock nodded.

“Me and my mother…” Lock growled.

“But she was a goddamn coward…”

“Whoa now sugarcube. That’s harsh.” Said Applejack in response.

“No, actually, it’s true,” Lock shot back as he gently moved Apple Jewel aside.

“My biological father became a bitter alcoholic and did whatever the hell he wanted to blame me and her when he was let go from the army. My mother had plenty of opportunities to cut him loose or tell him off, but she was a doormat to him. I still remember begging her to stand up for herself when I was only 6 years old. But she just said the same damn thing, that it’s not his fault, that he needs us more than anything!” Lock stood up and clenched his fists.

“So don’t tell me that it’s harsh to call my mother a coward, when that’s what she was and always will be in my eyes and anyone who’s met her!”

“Easy my friend. She was just expressing her concerns.” Wulfric raised his hand to calm him down.

“Why don’t we finish breakfast and prepare for our guests.”

The group nodded and continued eating, as did Lock but he sat back down and kept quiet.

They don’t understand you, they never will.

Shut up…just shut up.

It was now the end of the week and the recruits were on their way back from the exercise. The royals and Lock were waiting outside the castle gates to greet the recruits upon their return. Ever since his little outburst, Lock kept mostly to himself and didn’t really say anything to anyone. He even went as far as to focus on training in the courtyard and not sleep with Wulfric and his wives the entire week, which concerned them. Wulfric glanced over at Lock who stood off to the side, leaning on a pillar and smoking a cigarette in his mouth.

“Poor sugarcube,” Applejack sighed.

“You think I touched a nerve with him?”

“Perhaps a small one.” Wulfric replied before kissing her hand.

“Go with Rainbow and check our son. He needs his mothers.”

Applejack nodded and took Rainbow to meet the group halfway down the street. Wulfric then took the opportunity to go stand by Lock who took another puff of his cigarette.

“Room for one more?”

Lock glanced at Wulfric and shrugged as he nudged over to the side so Wulfric could lean with him. There was a silence between the two as Lock continued to smoke.

“Sorry…for snapping at her,” Lock said glumly.

“No need to apologize. You were angry and had every right to be.” Wulfric replied while telling him a little story.

“When I was a boy, my father; Hjalmar saw this man beating on his wife in front of their children and demanded that he stop. The man refused and my father ended up beating him till he was sober and told him that he had no right raising a family if he was gonna treat them like that. Shortly after the man was kicked out of the village with nothing but the clothes on his back and his family were happy afterwards.”

The king sighed with nostalgia.

“That is the kind of man I want to be for my children and I think you want to be that kind of man as well.”

“My old man wasn’t always what he was before the army,” Lock said as he puffed.

“He was fair, strict, but fair. He told my mother and I he’d become something great so he enlisted. Only to fuck up a direct order and get kicked out of the group he wanted to fight for.” Lock took the cigarette from his mouth and looked to the clouds.

“I promised myself that I’d never become like him when I was taken away from my parents. I’d do what he couldn’t one day and I ended up doing it, but it was a bittersweet outcome. You’re a king, a father, a war vet, and many other things that outshine anything I could possibly be. I sometimes wished I too could be a father and tell my kids what I did so they could be proud of me. Though now, even if I have a herd in my world and am part of yours, am I even good enough to be a dad?”

“I say you are.” Wulfric stated.

“You’re twice, if not, three times the man your father was. Any child would be lucky to have you for a father and any woman for a husband.”

“Maybe, I’ll just have to see as time goes on,” Lock shrugged as he finished his cigarette and stepped on it.

“Guess I’ll have to settle for being an uncle or something in your family.”

“Actually, I wanted to offer you something a bit more meaningful,” Wulfric said. He pulled out a small charm that had the Warborn sigil on it and handed it to Lock.

“What’s this?”

“All members of our clan wear this. It is a symbol of our unity as a family.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that not only are you a part of my marriage, but I would also like for you to be the godfather of my children.”

“You…want me to be their godfather?” Lock asked, surprised and Wulfric nodded.

“But why? Why me?”

“The children have grown fond of you, you helped Rainbow Dash and from what I see, you are a more honorable man than you give yourself credit for.” The king replied, offering him the medallion.

Lock looked down at the medallion and took it in his hand. The item stared back at him as if it gave a welcoming feeling that his role as godfather suited him. He smiled as he clipped the medallion to the inside of his jacket.

“I’ll make sure to uphold the role as best I can,” Lock said.

“I know you will, my friend,” Wulfric said.

The sound of stomping boots were then heard from down the street. The recruits and the officers approached the gates and they all looked like they were put through the ringer. As the recruits marched by, Marshall noticed that Top Notch looked much different than when he first left. He had a serious look in his eye and marched proudly with the other recruits which put a satisfied smile on the lord regent’s face. Beorn and Imperius were then seen and Beorn was walking with his mothers with a depressed frown. Before anyone could speak, Celestia teleported in front of Imperius and snatched him up in a deep hug.

“MOTHER!”

“Ohhh my baby is home!” The princess squealed as she squeezed him into her chest.

“Mother please! I’m not a foal!” Imperius begged as he tried to pull away but to no avail.

“Hush. You are spending the day with me. No arguments.”

“But! But moom!!”

“Hush now.”

“I pity your son,” Lock muttered to Marshall.

The lord regent could only sigh while Celestis doted on their child. Beorn however was not as enthusiastic to greet his family and tried to walk by without making eye contact as if he were ashamed to look at them.

“And just where do you think you’re going?” Wulfric said, making Beorn stop in his tracks.

“A week apart, and not even a hello?”

“Father I…I…” The prince couldn’t find the words to say to his father, let alone look at him.

“Boy, turn around,” Wulfric said sternly. The young buck did so reluctantly and hung his head.

“Look at me.” He raised his head and looked at his father, who was smiling down at him. He then knelt down and brought his son into a warm embrace.

“I’m proud of you, always will be. Never forget that.”

Hearing those words warmed the prince’s heart as he finally dropped his bags and held his father tight while he began to cry.

“Shhh it’s alright son. It’s alright.”

The royals all smiled at the affectionate display as a couple more arrivals made themselves known. Two carriages pulled up in front of the gates. One looked like it was made of silk and had a foreign design to it as 4 changelings pulled it and 5 more looked like samurai bodyguards. The other carriage looked to be as fancy and over the top as a couple pegasus stallions pulled it. From the first carriage, the door opened to reveal a few maids as they stepped out and graciously bowed to the still open door. A taller Changeling, wearing traditional royal robes stepped out with a fan in her hand as she covered her face. Behind her was a younger Changeling a little shorter than the first who also wore traditional royal robes.

From the second carriage, the door opened and out walked a unicorn maid mare and a stallion. The stallion had on a sharp looking tuxedo with medals adorning his jacket. He also had a curly moustache that he kept stroking as he stepped out.

“Announcing the arrival of Queen Chrysalis and her daughter, Princess Crysta,” the maids said.

“And announcing Colonel Jacques of her royal majesty, the Queen of Prance,” the mare said.

All the royals bowed in respect to the arrivals and the others did the same. Colonel Jacques approached the lord regent as both stallions stood in front of each other for a moment.

“…You’ve gotten fat,” the stallion replied, making Lock and Wulfric chortle under their breaths.

“And I see you still have that ridiculous mustache,” Marshall shot back. Both men then laughed at each other and shook hands.

“Good to see you, old friend.”

“Likewise, mon ami,” Colonel said back.

"Monsieur Jacques. Welcome to Canterlot.” Said Celestia in a gentle voice.

“Ah, Princess Celestia,” the Colonel said in a bright tone.

“Your beauty has yet to fail you.”

The royals made their way into the castle while their servants began to unload their wagons.

“Any problems on your journey?” Asked Marshall as they headed towards the council room.

“None, thankfully, though the Queen was still worried about my travels,” the Colonel replied. He then spied Imperius and Selene and smiled.

“Well, well, is that little Imperius and Selene I see? But you both are not so little anymore, are you?”

“Welcome back sir.” Selene curtseed politely.

“Uh sorry for not bowing sir. My back hurts.” Imperius grunted while rubbing his lower back.

“Do not fret, my boy, it is still good to see you.”

He then eyed the human and arched a brow.

“And who are you, sir?”

Lock looked over to the stallion and smiled.

“Je suis ravi de vous rencontrer, monsieur, je m’appelle Dimitri,” Lock spoke in prench.

All heads turned to Dimitri and the Colonel seemed to smile widely at his sudden change in speech.

“Vous parlez ma langue?”

“Je le fais, ce n’est qu’une des choses que j’ai apprises pendant mon service militaire.”

“Oh how magnifique!” Colonel beamed.

“A fellow military stallion! Just where have you been hiding this monsieur, Marshall?!”

“He’s a new arrival.” Marshall smirked as he made the introductions.

“Jacques here is an old war buddy. One of the nobles who supported Shining Armor during the war.”

“I see, well it’s nice to meet you,” Lock nodded.

“Également! Oh and if I may be so bold, I was wondering if I may ask you something? My Queen has had me ask any who I deem worthy and I believe you are one of the select few!”

“Sure, what is it?”

Jacques leaned in to whisper in his ear. Once he finished, Lock’s body almost went rigid and looked at Colonel like he had a second head.

“Will you help?”

“Uh…I, I’m…” Lock mumbled. “May…be?”

“Help with what?” Asked Wulfric.

“Uh…” Lock mumbled again as he cleared his throat.

“I’ll…tell you later.”

Chrysalis then decided to make her presence known by accidentally bumping her flank into Wulfric’s side.

“Charmed as always, Lord Wulfric~,” Chrysalis purred behind her fan.

“Chrysalis.” Wulfric said politely but felt a very cold chill crawl up his spine.

“And who’s your devilishly handsome friend?”

“Me? Oh, I’m Dimitri,” Lock replied in a polite tone.

“Nice to meet you.”

“Alright! That’s enough!” Applejack shouted as she and Rainbow yanked them away to a safe distance.

“Oh Applejack, Rainbow Dash. So good to see you both again.”

“Save it, bug breath!” Rainbow hissed while clinging to Wulfric. It was then that the queen noticed a slight pudge in her belly and smiled.

“My, my Wulfric. You have been busy.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Wulfric questioned.

“I think she’s referring to um…” Marshall whispered while pointing to Applejack and Rainbow’s stomachs.

Wulfric finally caught on and gave the Queen a stern look.

“Not a word, am I clear?”

“But of course.” She smiled with a polite bow of the head.

The group eventually made it to the meeting hall and took their seats at the table. Celestia sat at the head of the table as Luna sat next to her and Marshall sat on the other side.

“I would like to once again thank you for traveling all this way, my esteemed guests. Now then, we shall start this meeting by allowing the one who called it to speak first. Queen Chrysalis, if you may?”

“Thank you Celestia. Now as most of you here know since the war, many are still untrusting of the northerners and changelings. Mostly those of the noble faction. Despite these fifteen years of peace, many have tried to end our alliance by any means and so I offer a solution.” The queen announced as she snapped her fan shut.

“My daughter will be wed to Prince Beorn.”

“EXCUSE ME?!?” All of Wulfric’s family shouted.

“Oi! Tone it down!” Lock barked.

“Why the buck would I ever let my son marry your daughter?!” Rainbow snapped.

“I-I-I’m getting married?!” Beorn yelped.

“But I’m only 16!!”

“Believe it or not, I have the best intentions for this marriage.” Chrysalis defended herself from the now fuming mares.

“Would you two rather have your sweet boy marry some noble’s daughter only to be manipulated in the future?”

“Tartarus no!” Rainbow said.

“But Beorn also has every right like any other to find love on his own! He doesn’t need some fancy arranged engagement, especially from you!”

“Oi, Dash, maybe lay off Chrysalis with the backlash,” Lock said.

“You two may have your opinions as to who should or shouldn’t be wed, but maybe ask the children what they think for a change?” He looked to Crysta who was patiently waiting for her mother.

“What’s your take on all this, Princess?”

“Well…” the princess started.

“Maybe if we got to know each other a little more.”

“Sounds doable.” Wulfric said much to everyone’s surprise.

“But babe!” Rainbow protested.

“Rainbow look at her. She’s young, sweet, a little shy, but she’s also his age and Chrysalis has helped us a lot despite her past transgressions. Don’t forget, it was her assassins guild that helped us a lot in the shadows during the war.”

“Is this also because she tried to corrupt Shining during his wedding?” Lock guessed.

“That’s part of it.” Applejack admitted.

“Well here’s how I see it,” Lock said.

“Why continue to live in the past when the future is all that matters? If you all were still enemies, then why is Chrysalis even here at all? Why would she go out of her way to propose an engagement with her daughter and Beorn? Because she, like you, cares for her home and wants what’s best for her people and even those in the north.”

“Well said Sir Lock.” The queen complimented while opening her fan.

“If I want my daughter to be with someone, it should be with those I trust and…” Chrysalis paused to look at Applejack with a smirk.

“Apple Jewel will get a new sister~.”

As soon as those words passed through the filly’s ears, she smiled brightly and skipped towards Crysta and wrapped her in a hug.

“Yay! I have a new sister!” She cheered.

“We’re gonna be the best of friends, I know it, sis!”

“Wait! Time out!!” Beorn shrieked but his family was slowly getting on board with the idea.

“Hmm a changeling daughter-in-law, eh?” Wulfric scratched his chin at the thought.

“But…but I-”

“Hey kid,” Lock spoke out.

“I know this is out of the blue, but let me ask you this. How many times have there been some nobles who presented a daughter or friend’s daughter to your father and you wanted nothing to do with them because you knew they were only in it for fame and fortune?”

Beorn would say nothing as there were one too many times to recall he was offered random marriage proposals or given random love confessions.

“Exactly,” his godfather said.

“See Crysta there? I can already tell she’s different. And if that doesn’t convince you, then why is your dad already on board? Look, all they’re asking is to take things slow. I mean, that’s usually how it’s supposed to work in relationships. Who knows, you might end up liking her sooner than you think.”

The prince looked at the girl across the table and despite being a changeling, she seemed very cute. From her green hair to her dark blue eyes, she was not like any girl he ever met and even began to blush a little.

“I…guess we can give it a shot.”

“ATTA BOY!!”

WHAP!!

Wulfric slapped his sons back, nearly knocking the wind out of him as Crysta giggled.

“Now that all that is settled, on to the next issue,” Luna said.

“This war has been in a stalemate for quite some time now. As much as I hate to admit it, but it seems Blueblood is more cunning than we anticipated.”

“We have called Colonel Jacques here from Prance to ask for the Queen’s assistance and allow troops to come fight with us,” Marshall said.

“I would gladly send as many of our soldiers if it was my say so, your majesties, but I am afraid my Queen is having a bit of trouble at the moment,” Jacques sighed.

“Trouble? What could be wrong with Queen Antoinette?” Celestia wondered.

“Well…” Jacques hesitated.

“She is at risk at losing the crown.”

“Hold up…THAT’S WHY?!?” Lock barked.

“THEN GET SOMEONE ELSE TO HELP HER! WHY’S IT GOTTA BE ME?!”

“Care to share something Lock?” Asked Marshall.

“Uh…” Lock mumbled.

“The royal line of queens has been a traditional necessity in the kingdom of Prance throughout our nation’s history,” Jacques explained.

“As such, every Queen has either married a worthy stallion or they seek one who they deem worthy to help sire an heir. Queen Antoinette is the eldest of five sisters and was chosen as our Queen when she was 14 years of age. However, she recently turned 24 years old and has yet to find a suitable male to either court her or help sire a new heir. If she does not find somepony by the time she turns 25, she must relinquish the crown to the second eldest, Princess Clover.” He finished that last part with a hint of bitterness.

“What kind of hogwash is that?!?” Wulfric asked, sounding offended.

“She has to give up the crown if she doesn’t have a kid? Ridiculous! No offense Jacques.”

“Oh, good sir, no offense taken in the slightest,” Jacques bowed.

“It is just our traditions, but it will be a great issue if Princess Clover takes the crown.”

“How big are we talking here?” Applejack wondered.

“Put it this way, she might very well be the second half of that ingrate nephew of the Princesses you are all at war with.”

All looked in shock at this revelation as they did not realize Blueblood had also considered allying with Prance.

“That cheeky bastard.” Marshall hissed while folding his hands.

“Perhaps if I wasn’t expecting children of my own, I might help.” Wulfric huffed, crossing his arms

“Dad!! Gross!” Beorn shouted.

“No offense hon, but she wouldn’t last a minute with you.” Said Applejack with a deadpan expression.

“And that, ladies and gentlemen, is where monsieur Lock comes in!” Jacques said, pointing to the human face palming.

“Okay, let me get this straight,” Lock said, holding up a finger.

“You want me to go ALL the way to Prance just so I can knock up someone I’ve never met so she can continue being Queen?!”

“Well I wouldn’t use my words in that manner, but yes,” Jacques nodded.

“But why the hell does it gotta be me?!”

“My Queen had instructed me to find a worthy male but to also try to find somepony a bit unique. My first choice was Marshall, but he already is married and with children. Then there was King Wulfric, given the knowledge that their relationships are open if they choose to be, but he too seems committed and after hearing what Lady Applejack said about his, ahem, bedside manners, it did not seem like a wise choice since my Queen is still a virgin. No offense, King Wulfric.”

“None taken. There anything else?”

“Why yes, I must request that all female officers and soldiers be excluded from the campaign.”

“Why is that?” Celestia asked.

“As I said, our kingdom is traditional and as such we do not allow females to fight. After all, ladies are delicate creatures.”

“Your ladies perhaps.” Wulfric growled and slowly stood up from his chair and pointed to the shield maids in the room.

“You see these women here? Each one is a veteran from the war! All have tasted their fair share of combat and can fight and FUCK just as hard as any man! Even harder on the second bit.” He winked to the shield maids, making them giggle.

“Ladies from the north are tough and cold as ice.”

“Please, King Wulfric, I meant no disrespect, it is just how we in Prance see our females,” Jacques said.

“Still don’t mean it’s true,” Wulfric grumbled as he sat back down.

“And as for you, Monsieur Lock, you do not have to travel anywhere.”

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?”

“Because,” Jacques said as he reached into his jacket and pulled out a small whistle.

“My Queen is already here.”

Jacques then blew the whistle and the doors opened by themselves. Two lines of Prench soldiers matched in single file and stopped at the foot of the table. They then drew their swords and raised them in the air as a red carpet came rolling down and a large group of maids walked in and lined up next to the soldiers. The maids curtseyed and bowed as a lone mare gracefully walked in. The sight of the mare made Wulfric, Marshall, and even Lock’s breath hitch a bit as she strode in. Her hair and tail were both done up in a bun which was colored white as snow. Her fur was a deep blue and she wore an assortment of jewelry on her fingers and wrists. Her makeup was done in the most professional way possible, giving her eyes an alluring sight. On her head was a fancy rose gold crown with gems encrusted on it. She wore a gorgeous one piece light grey dress that showed off her hourglass figure and her generous bust. The mare held out her hand to Jacques who kneeled to her and kissed her hand.

“May I present, with my deepest gratitude, Queen Antoinette XII.”

The queen slowly opened her eyes, which were a light brown shade, and looked to the rest of the royals. Celestia smiled and bowed her head in respect, with the others following suit.

“Queen Antoinette, it is nice to see you once again,” Celestia said gracefully.

“Mmm, yes, a pleasure to see you as well,” the Queen said softly.

“A bit gaudy.” Wulfric whispered to his wives. The queen immediately noticed the king in the north as well as the human sitting across from him and gave a polite smile.

“King Wulfric. It is a pleasure to finally meet you in person, we have heard great tales of your exploits in the war.”

“You honor me.” Wulfric replied politely.

“And who is this if I may ask?” She asked, looking over to Lock.

“This is Dimitri Lockdrom. The godfather of my children.”

The Queen eyed the human and blinked as Lock stared back at her. Clearing his throat, he stood up from his chair and approached the Queen. Her royal guards were about to move in, but Jacques raised his hand to halt them. Lock stood in front of the Queen, as he was a full head taller than her, and bowed his head.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, your majesty,” Lock said.

Queen Antoinette walked around Dimitri and eyed his wings as Lock stood straight up. She reached out and ran her hand along his feathers and wing muscle.

“I take it you like my wings, your majesty?” Lock asked, looking over his shoulder.

“They are quite charming.” She replied whilst admiring his wings. The Queen then made an unexpected move and leaned her head against Lock’s right wing and sighed with a peaceful looking smile.

“And they’re very warm to the touch.”

“Uh, thank you?” Lock replied, not knowing how to respond.

Rainbow was not amused and even began to bite down on her dinner napkin like a flustered filly watching her crush flirt with someone else.

“Simmer down Rainbow.” Said Applejack as she placed a hand on her shoulder but Wulfric could feel her crushing his hand.

“I am told that Jacques deems you worthy to aid me in securing my place as Queen,” Antoinnette said as she stroked his wings.

“Um…I guess?” Lock replied.

“No offense, your majesty, but the whole thing seems a bit far-fetched just to keep your crown.”

“I tend to hear that a lot from foreigners,” the Queen giggled as she stopped and made him turn around.

“But to be honest, even I must see if you are worthy to aid me.”

“I see, so what must I do?”

The Queen’s cheeks tinted pink a bit as she closed her eyes.

“Kiss me, please.”

“…wha?”

“It is how I will know if you are worthy. And, if I am to continue being honest, you shall have the honor of being my first since I have not even requested such a thing from anypony else,” the Queen explained, peeking at Lock with an eye before closing it again.

Both Applejack and Rainbow Dash began to give off a murderous aura that made almost everyone at the table shiver with fear. Wulfric was taking the brunt of it as both his hands were being crushed.

“Ladies, please calm down!” He whimpered, catching their attention.

“My hands are gonna turn to jelly at this rate!!”

Lock gulped as the Queen waited for him and stood still. He then raised his hand to cup her chin and leaned in. But before he could do the deed, he stopped and noticed she had the faintest shiver that went unnoticed by everyone else.

“Sorry,” Lock sighed as he backed away.

“But I can’t.”

“Why not?” Queen Antoinette wondered, opening her eyes.

“Because if this is your first time kissing someone, then it shouldn’t be for a simple request. Something like that should only be reserved for someone whom you care for and have feelings for. I’m sorry, your majesty, but I cannot grant your request.”

The Queen stood there for a moment, as Rainbow and Applejack eased up on Wulfric’s hands, much to his relief, then smiled a wide smile as her cheeks turned pink.

“Finally, I have found you.”

“What do-Mmmff!”

Out of the blue, Antoinnette shot her hands out and grabbed Lock’s jacket and pulled him in for a passionate kiss in front of everyone.

“HUUUUUH?!?” Applejack and Rainbow shouted as Wulfric’s hands were completely crushed. Lock stood there with his face turned bright pink as the queen broke the kiss and even licked her lips in satisfaction.

“So, my Queen, I take it he is the one?” Jacques asked with a smile.

“Oh yes, Jacques, he is more than worthy~,” the Queen purred.

“I shall take great satisfaction in knowing my ingrate sister will never have the crown.”

“Holy fuck…” Lock mumbled.

“Oh and King Wulfric?” She called.

“Yes?”

“I hope your wives don’t mind if I have him for one night.”

Both mares began crushing his hands again as they seethed at the smug look on her face but were snapped out of it when they heard a peculiar sound.

CRUNCH!!

“AAAAAAAHHH HAA HA OOOOWWW!!!”

“Oh star apples!! Honey I’m so sorry!!”

“I-I’ll get the first aid kit!!”

“I…I got it!” Lock stammered as he made his way to his injured friend. He stood in front of Wulfric and saw that his hands were both bent in odd directions.

“Jeez, why not just rip them off while you’re at it!”

As Rainbow and Applejack looked away in shame, Lock ignited his hands in flames and began to mend Wulfric’s. Wulfric felt the bones in his hands reset as the pain faded away. Soon, Lock extinguished his hands and Wulfric’s were good as new.

“You good?” Lock asked.

“I’m fine. Consider it training for the next birth of my children.” He winked at both mares, making them blush a little.

“Well this has been a rousing council but what say we break for lunch?” Marshall suggested with the council nodding in agreement.

“Beorn. Take this time to get to know Crysta.”

“What? But dad-”

“Have fun. And you ladies are coming with me~.” Wulfric growled as he squeezed both AJ and Rainbow’s flanks, making them yelp in surprise.

“Heh, yeah…” Lock said.

“Whatever was that?” Jacques asked.

“Your hands were on fire, and you healed his injuries.”

“Oh. It’s a special magic of mine.” Lock replied while igniting a little flame in his palm.

“I can’t go into full detail, but it’s a personal ability I’ve had for some time.”

“How intriguing~,” the Queen purred, batting her eyes at Lock.

“I shall be staying in the royal guest chambers for the duration of my visit. Please expect my summons when preparations are complete.”

The Queen exited the room with her staff and winked over her shoulder to Lock. Lock chuckled sheepishly until he felt two firm grips on each of his shoulders. He looked over to see Rainbow and Applejack glaring at him.

“What?”

“You know exactly what mister!” Rainbow huffed with one hand on her hip and the other pointing an accusing finger at him.

“You let that hussy put her lips all over you and didn’t resist!!”

“Okay, first of all, don’t call the Queen a hussy, it’s rude,” Lock said.

“Second, she caught me off guard and what was I supposed to do? Shove her away in front of her freaking royal guard? And thirdly, you both should know that I’m in a relationship with you two and not her. Just because she’s all flirty and even kissed me, doesn’t mean I’ll be swayed.”

“It better not, sugarcube…” Applejack cautioned with a stern gaze.

“Now me and Rainbow gotta make it up to Wulfric and when you’re done with her, you join us. No arguments!”

“Yes ma’am…” Lock nodded. As she and her husband were about to leave, Lock heard a voice in his head.

Dimitri…

What is it now Lucifer?

It is time…

Now? They won’t be able to see you.

On the contrary, we are in a different world, yes?

Yeah?

Then the restrictions of the Sins and Dainn do not apply.

What?!

Suddenly, the room was filled with a foreboding sense of dread which made everyone feel on edge. Celestia and Luna’s horn instinctively lit up as Marshall stood in front of the children. Wulfric and his wives frantically looked around while Beorn stood close to his sister and Crysta. The guards all were in a panic as to what they were feeling, when the doors slammed shut on their own without warning.

“No…no!” Lock shouted into the air.

“NOT NOW! THEY’RE NOT READY! DON’T COME OUT! THEY WON’T BE ABLE TO HANDLE IT!”

“Guards! Ready weapons!!” Marshall commanded while unsheathing his sword; Nightfall.

In the center of the room, a pillar of flames shot up from the ground. There was a menacing laugh from within the flames as a tall figure appeared from within. The children were scared stiff, the soldiers brandished their weapons, and Lock simply narrowed his eyes as the figure within made itself appear. It was tall, taller than even Lock himself. It wore a trench coat that reached below its knees and black boots with a spike on the tips. It wore some kind of formal wear on the inside of the coat but it’s hood was on its head. From within the hood, there was only the darkness of shadow as two glowing red eyes glowed from within. All could only stare in shock as the figure turned to Lock. The human in question slowly walked to the figure, completely unfazed by its menacing presence.

“Lock! Get away from that thing!” Wulfric cried.

“It’s fine, Wulfric,” Lock said.

“FINE?! Who or what even is that?!” Marshall demanded.

“…My master,” Lock replied.

“The Devil himself, Lucifer MorningStar.”

“Master? So this is the demon you struck a deal with…” Wulfric said as he felt an ominous aura coming from Lucifer. The Devil turned his head to the king with his hands behind his back and hummed to himself.

“Mmm, Wulfric Warborn,” Lucifer said.

“Son of Hjalmar Warborn.”

“How do you know my name, fiend?!” Wulfric demanded.

“I only know of your late counterpart from Dimitri’s world,” Lucifer replied.

“What? Late counterpart? You mean…”

“Indeed,” Lucifer hummed as he paced around the room.

“It was during one of Dimitri’s liberation missions. He and his apprentices, Flash Sentry and Zephyr Breeze, set off to free the city of Las Pegasus. During his quest, Dimitri had learnt of a small rebel group of Caribou warriors who disobeyed Dainn Stonehoof and attempted to do as you did fifteen years ago in this world. If I were to hypothesize, they might have repeated what you were successful in. That is, if Dainn had not struck a bargain with the Seven Sins.”

“Wait…that’s what that stag was talking about?” Lock asked.

“There’s a Warborn Clan in my world?”

“Was a Warborn Clan, they tried to face Dainn on the shores of Equestria. Only to be completely wiped out and left to rot in the sand. Wulfric fought them tooth and nail, but was ultimately slain by Dainn himself in the end.”

This revelation came as a shock to everyone but mostly to Lock who seemed to be in a daze for the moment.

“Why are you here?” Celestia questioned while shielding the children.

“To talk some sense into my fool of a Hand,” Lucifer scoffed.

“The matter of his arrival in this world is nothing but a mistake that must be rectified. In other words, he does not belong here, he belongs in his own Equestria where he fights his own war. He was able to enjoy himself for the short amount of time he had remained here, but now I say he is to return from whence he came as soon as possible.”

“I see. Well I hate to inform you but the mirror which he came through does not work.” Said Luna.

“Not even Princess Twilight’s machine is able to power it. It will be another thirty moons before it’s magic can be activated.”

“Ha! How naive. What do you take me for, foolish girl?” Lucifer scoffed again.

“I am beyond such petty magic and restrictions, a simple manipulation of my power on that blasted mirror, and Dimitri shall be well on his way.” Lucifer turned to Lock with a frown.

“We shall discuss this another time. For now, I suggest you say your goodbyes.”

“But…what if I don’t want to leave?” Lock challenged.

“Pardon me, but I believe I must have misheard you,” Lucifer scowled.

“Were you talking back to me?”

“Yeah…maybe I am,” Lock sneered.

“I’m not leaving, at least not yet.”

“And why not?”

“Because of them,” Lock said, pointing to Wulfric and his family.

“They’re my god family now, and I won’t be going anywhere until I can repay them for their kindness. The only way I can see myself doing that, is by helping them gain a proper foothold in the war they wage now.”

“Then tell me, my Hand. Do you intend to fight the undead as well?” Lucifer questioned while noticing the shocked look on Lock’s face.

“Even with half your power diminished, you’d be hard pressed to slay the king of the dead.”

“I…I’m willing to try anyway. Even if I have to risk my life!”

The demon sighed as he knew Lock’s stubbornness all too well.

“Then we shall make a deal.” He said, pointing one finger to the mares.

“You have until the birth of these three children to complete your obligation. No strings, no tricks.”

“I can do that, no problem,” Lock nodded.

“And, since I somewhat admire your blatant stubbornness to help these people, I shall share a piece of information to you.” His gaze then set upon the king as Wulfric gripped his sword.

“Valyrian,” Lucifer said, perking Wulfric’s ear.

“Sound familiar?”

“Yes. It’s the rarest metal anywhere. Nearly impossible to find and even more so to craft.”

“We also have heard of it,” Celestia said.

“Starswirl once told us that the source of the ore was lost to the ages.”

“Indeed, and you should know that your precious claymore is made from it,” Lucifer said, surprising Wulfric.

“So allow me to inform you all that I know someone who knows where to find and mine it.”

“Who?” The king asked before being startled by a snap of Lucifer’s fingers and a flash of light that almost blinded him.

An old looking door stood beside Lucifer as he kept his hand raised and snapped his fingers again. The door made a heavy sound like it was unlocking and opened with a loud creaking noise. The door revealed a kind of staircase that led upwards and everyone could hear trumpets being played. Wulfric recognized them as valkyrie horns that were blown whenever Vikings go into battle or are laid to rest. Heavy footsteps were then heard stomping down the stairs as everyone readied themselves. Soon, a figure strode out, surrounded by ghostly wisps, that made Wulfric’s breathing hitch and his heart almost stop.

An older looking stag, dressed in traditional royal Viking armor, with a familiar looking ax clipped to his side, stood in front of the group with a stern gaze. His eyes then landed on Wulfric, as he then smiled and chuckled a bit.

“I almost didn’t recognize you,” he spoke softly.

“You’ve grown into a fine stag, my son.”

Those last two words made Wulfric’s eyes tear up after finally realizing the man who was talking to him was none other than his father.

“It can’t be…” He whispered while dropping his sword and reaching a hand out.

“What’s with that look?” The old stag asked.

“I still remember when you were a buck you challenged me all the way up until you turned 16. You finally bested me by disarming my ax and knocking me on my arse.”

“…Father!!” Wulfric shouted as he finally embraced his old man like a child.

“I’ve missed you…” he wept while his father patted him on the back.

“What’s this now? I don’t remember raising a sniveling buck who wept on my shoulder,” Hjalmar joked while getting a good look at his son.

“Look at you! Such a fine man. A fine man indeed…! And who are these two?” He asked, pointing to the children.

“They’re my children, father, your grandchildren.”

“Hahaha! I’m a grandpa?! I’M A GRANDPA!!” Hjalmar beamed. Beorn and Apple Jewel were nudged by their mothers and approached the old king.

“By Odin’s beard! Look at this strapping young buck! You look just like your old man! What’s your name, lad?”

“Uh…Beorn, sir.”

“Oh there’ll be no sir here, boy. Call me gramps or grandpa! And who is this precious jewel?” The old stag smirked at Apple Jewel.

“I’m…Apple Jewel,” the filly said shyly.

Hjalmar chuckled and knelt down and held his arms out.

“Well don’t just stand there, little miss, come give your grandpa a big old hug!”

The filly smiled as she jumped into her grandfather’s arms with Beorn following short. The three toppled over and fell to the ground with a joyous laugh before another stepped from the gate.

“Dear. Don’t hog them all to yourself.” A female voice said as a doe, also surrounded by ghostly wisps, dressed in royal northern attire appeared from the gate.

All eyes turned to the gate and time froze for Wulfric at the sight of the beautiful woman. The doe looked back at Wulfric and smiled as she approached him. There was a brief silence between the two until she reached up and gently cupped Wulfirc’s face.

“My little stag…” she whispered softly.

Wulfric choked up at the sight of the woman before him. By all accounts, she was a stranger meeting him for the first time and yet somehow she felt familiar to him.

“Son, this is Aurora; your mother.” Hjalmar smiled while his wife continued to gaze at her son.

“I remember holding you. So small and frail but so strong…I am so sorry I left you.”

“M-mother, I…I dreamt of this day. The day I could finally meet you.” Wulfric said as he began to tear up again along with his mother and hugged her tight.

Meanwhile, Celestia, Luna, Marshall, and everyone else in the room kept silent at the display, some crying at how wholesome the whole speculation was. Both the old royals then noticed Chrysalis, who was also silent the whole time, and gained curious looks.

“How interesting, the daughter of Queen Monarch stands before us,” Hjalmar said.

“Indeed, she looks so similar to Monarch,” Aurora added.

Chrysalis raised an eyebrow at the mention of this name while the others looked on with curiosity.

“Who?” Asked Marshall.

“My mother. The queen before me.” Chrysalis said behind her fan.

“Mother, how do you know Chrysalis’ mother?” Wulfric wondered.

“My father, your grandfather, once had the honor of meeting Queen Monarch when I was still alive and young,” Hjalmar explained.

“Monarch was a humble soul who was also a dear friend to me as well,” Aurora said.

“You look so much like her, it wasn’t hard to deduce who’s blood flows through your veins.”

“Thank you for the brief history lesson but we’re wasting time here!” Lucifer chimed in.

“Oh hush your gob, demon! I’m finally meeting my grandchildren!” Hjalmar snapped.

Aurora then dropped the regal act and squealed as she literally skipped over and scooped Beorn and Apple Jewel up in a tight hug.

“I’m a grandmother! I’M A GRANDMOTHER!” Aurora chirped as she hopped around.

“Grandma!” Apple Jewel giggled along with her brother. The queen then began pelting her grandchildren with kisses all over their cheeks as they tried to escape.

“By the way, mother and father,” Wulfric said as he gestured to his wives and Lock to stand by him.

“Allow me to introduce the loves of my life, my wives Applejack and Rainbow Dash. And this is my friend, Dimitri, who I recently appointed as the godfather of the children.”

“Ahhh, so you’re the ones who seduced my boy, eh?” The old stag joked as a father would.

“He treating you right?”

“Father?!?” Wulfric shouted in protest.

“Oh hush, Wulfric, you know your father is only teasing,” Aurora giggled as she continued to kiss her grandchildren.

“It’s nice to meet you sir,” Applejack said politely.

“Yeah, likewise, it’s good to meet the father of our husband,” Rainbow said.

“And don’t worry, we got him on a short leash.” The pegasus winked, much to her husband's dismay.

Lock cleared his throat and awkwardly held out his hand.

“It’s, uh, an honor to meet you sir,” he said with a nervous smile.

Hjalmar inspected Lock who was looking nervous before giving a firm handshake and a pat on the shoulder.

“So you’re looking after these little rascals eh? Welcome to the family lad!”

“I thank you very much, sir.” Lock smiled.

“I know you and your wife want to stay as long as possible, but it seems there’s a limited time until you must return to Valhalla. Celestia, can you bring out a map of the lands?”

“Of course.” The princess conjured up a map of Equestria that detailed it’s newest borders and settlements that appeared after the war. As Hjalmar looked at the map, he saw how vastly the Warborn Clan had grown under his son’s rule and smiled proudly.

“My boy…you’ve done well for yourself.”

“Thank you father.”

“Now. The areas are a bit different but my memory is as sharp as ever.” He boasted while concentrating on the northern region of the map.

“Ah! Here. Here is where you’ll find what you seek.”

Wulfric looked to the area of the map his father was pointing at and almost went pale as he gave a nervous gulp and fixed his shirt collar.

“But that’s…”

“I know. Frost Wyrm Pass.”

“Frost Wyrm?” Lock repeated.

“You mean like Wyverns?”

“The very same. In the old days, we hunted them for their scales but after a few decades we chose to stop. It takes a warrior of great skill to bring down one of these beasts.”

“We have also heard of them.” Said Celestia as she conjured a book.

“They live in the peaks of mountains and often keep to themselves. They also have a pair who leads their swarm that rarely venture out of the nest.”

“Do they have something like a matriarch?”

“I believe so.”

As Hjalmar marked the location on the map, he sighed and looked at his grandchildren with a content smile.

“Oh how I wish we could do this more often. I wanted to tell you kids so many stories about your father.”

“Grandpa…” Beorn clinged to his grandfather with one last hug while Apple Jewel did the same for their grandmother.

“Don’t go!” Apple Jewel begged with tears in her eyes.

“I’m sorry dear, we have to. But don’t forget, we’ll always be watching over you.” Aurora said in the most gentle voice before kissing both their foreheads.

“Mother I…I have so many things to say to you…” said Wulfric as they hugged him one last time.

“I will see you again my little stag, I promise.”

Wulfric smiled and wiped his tears as Lucifer opened the door and both the former rulers walked hand in hand to the door. Hjalmar and Aurora looked back once more and smiled as they looked at their family.

“May Odin smile down upon you all,” Hjalmar said happily.

They both entered the doorway and it shut behind them as it disappeared. Lock noticed Wulfric wiping his eyes and put a hand on his shoulder.

“You gonna be okay man?”

Wulfric collected himself and embraced his children who were smiling up at him.

“I’ll be fine.”

“You know, I don’t mean to ruin the moment, but we still don’t know how to properly forge the ore once we get it,” Lock said.

“Hmm, that is a problem,” Wulfric hummed.

“Even my most seasoned blacksmiths who some have worked with star metal would have no knowledge as to how to handle Valyrian.”

“I may be able to assist with that,” Lucifer said.

“But like all deals, it comes with a price.”

“Here we go.” Sighed Rainbow Dash.

“What is it you want?” Lock asked.

“I would like you to find someone in this world…to partake of this.”

Lucifer held out his hand and a small object appeared in a small puff of flames.

The sight of the strange looking fruit made Lock’s eyes widen and glare at Lucifer as he grit his teeth.

“You dare…you dare ask something as outrageous as this?” Lock hissed with a mouthful of venom.

“What’s wrong? it’s just a fruit.” Marshall said as he reached out for it.

“DON’T TOUCH IT!!!” Lock roared, causing the room to shake and flames to involuntarily burst from his body.

“Geeze man, calm down!” Wulfric shouted while cleaning out his ears.

Lock growled and threw off his jacket and rolled up his shirt’s sleeve to show his tribal brands.

“This is what happens to those who partake of the Devil's fruit,” Lock sneered.

“Once you eat the fruit, your soul is doomed to end up in Hell on the day of your death. My apprentices and I had our own obligations to eat our fruits, but it is not something that is just handed out to anyone, nor should it be! Flash, Zephyr, and Maud all had their own reasons as to why they wanted the fruit, and you expect me to just give one to someone in exchange for knowledge?! Just what do you take me for?! A fucking errand boy?!”

“Mind your manners boy…” Lucifer hissed as his eyes flashed a fiery red.

“I could drag you back with a snap of the fingers but today I’m feeling generous.”

“Lock, I say you take the deal,” Wulfric said.

“What?! Wulfric you can’t be serious!” Lock said.

“Are you saying you want to eat this damn thing?!”

“Not exactly. We TAKE the fruit as Lucifer suggested but, one of us will eat it when we have no choice. This agreeable demon?”

“Hmmhmmhmm, cunning, young king,” Lucifer mused.

“I suppose I can accept that.”

“But Wulfric, everyone, I could never ask any of you to do something like this. These things are no joke, you’d be damning your soul to the Inferno,” Lock pleaded.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.” The king said while seizing the fruit from Lucifer.

“Then it is agreed, now I must take my leave until next we speak. I look forward to who amongst you will become my new champion,” Lucifer said with an eerie smile under his hood.

“Ta!”

The devil disappeared in a puff of flames and the foreboding feeling all but ceased. Lock sat in a chair and rubbed his face as he was stressed out from the ordeal.

“Of all things…why did it have to be a damn fruit?”

Applejack proceeded to rub his shoulders from behind and could feel the tension he had built up.

“How’s about we get you to bed? You need rest.”

“But I’m not tired.” Lock said as she leaned down to whisper.

“You need rest~.”

Lock perked his head up and turned his head around, only for Applejack to seize the opportunity to capture his lips with hers. They held the kiss for a minute before she pulled away and grabbed his hand and pulled him away.

“Hon, can you take Beorn and Crysta out into the city so they can get acquainted? I’m gonna go help Lock feel less stressed.”

“With pleasure. One chaperoned date coming up!”

“Dad!” Beorn complained as Wulfric dragged him along and Crysta followed while giggling.

The rest of the royals went their separate ways as Applejack led Lock to the private bath house. Once they were in the changing rooms, the mare began to strip herself as Lock just stood there.

“AJ, I don’t think this is necessary…” Lock sighed.

“Oh I think it is, sugarcube.” The farm mare said as she removed her shirt. Her breasts gave a slight bounce that seemed to catch Lock’s attention while she tossed her shirt in the basket, then as if to tease him further, she turned around and pulled down her pants to reveal she was wearing frilly red panties underneath.

“You need to relax, this whole day has been very stressful for you,” Applejack said as she slowly stood before the human.

“But I-”

“Shh,” she shushed him with a finger.

She then proceeded to help Lock out of his clothes by taking off his jacket. She grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted it over his shoulders so his torso was on display. Applejack licked lips at the sight of his muscled torso and ran her hands along his pectorals and abdominals. Her hands then went down as Lock kicked off his boots and undid his belt and pulled his pants down until he was in his boxers. A noticeable tent was on display as Applejack giggled and stood up and wrapped her arms around Lock’s neck, pressing her breasts on his chest.

“You know, I don’t think I got the chance to say what Rainbow did before,” Applejack cooed.

“What’s that?” Lock wondered. Applejack then kissed Lock and held him close as Lock reached around and held her flanks. Her tongue coiled with Lock’s as she moaned in the kiss before pulling away and cupping his face.

“I love you,” Applejack said, surprising Lock.

“Almost as much as I love my husband.”

“How come?” Lock wondered.

“Cause like my husband you’re strong, kind, caring and as a bonus…” she paused to guide his hands to her flanks.

“You’re good in bed~. Now how about gettin’ these off me~?” She purred and kissed Lock once more.

“A whole week without sex must be driving you crazy~” she teased as her pulled down her panties.

“I wouldn’t say crazy, but I’ll do as you ask,” Lock nodded as he reached down and pulled off his boxers. His erection was now out and on display, and Applejack cooed and massaged it with her hand before leading him into the wash room. Inside was a large tub, big enough for at least eight to ten people, and had large faucets with knobs at the bottom. Applejack purposefully leaned over, giving Lock a full view of her moist marehood and juicy flank, and turned on the hot water. As the water filled the tub and steam filled the room, Applejack dipped her hoof in and turned to her human lover.

“Park it,” she said, pointing to the edge.

Lock nodded and stepped inside the tub too, and sat down on the edge. The mare then got on her knees and grasped his member and started stroking it.

“It’s tough, you know?” Lock sighed as she handled his package.

“I’m the leader of the resistance in my world, I’m a mentor to my apprentices, the Hand of a demon, and now I’m a godfather.”

“Another reason I love you and my husband, you’re both such hard workers. So like him, you get a special massage~.”

Applejack then squeezed Lock’s member between her massive breasts and began massaging it slowly. The sensation was nothing short of breathtaking as he felt her warm pelt caress every inch of his erection.

“Like that, sugarcube~?” She smirked, hearing his moans.

“Yeah…allow me to return the favor.”

Lock reached up and Scratched behind her ears. The feeling of his digits scratching was a bit foreign to her since she had never really been scratched there by anyone before. The feeling, however, was oddly very satisfying as she leaned down and started to lick his tip.

“Mmm that’s it hon, let out all that stress~” she said in a gentle voice before slowly pushing him to the floor.

“Now close your eyes.”

Lock did so and closed his eyes and waited. He then felt something smooth press against his lips as something else wet and inviting enveloped his member. The feeling then went up and down as Lock opened his eyes to see Applejack kissing him with her tongue now poking his mouth as she rode his shaft with her pussy. Lock grinned and reached around to pull her close, deepening the kiss as he met his thrusts with her bounces. The two moaned together in sexual bliss as Lock reached down and groped her flank.

“Ah, ah~! Bet Rainbow never bucked ya this hard~” she boasted with a grin while he reached up to hold her bouncing breasts.

“Ask me nicely, and I’ll let you fill me up~”

“Then please, my lovely country mare, allow me to fill your smoking hot pussy with my seed. And I’ll treat you just as much as a Queen as Wulfric does,” Lock said as he purposely began thrusting up into her harder than before.

“Good boy. Now give momma some love~!!”

With one last slam of her hips, Applejack arched her back and let out a satisfying moan along with her lover as he strained to shoot out every last pent up bit.

“Mmm good boy. Here’s yer treat~” she sighed and pulled him towards her breasts to nurse.

Lock smiled as he picked her up, still inside her, and stepped back into the water with her straddling him. He continued to nurse her breasts and she rubbed the back of his head and he looked up.

“Thanks for this,” Lock said as he pecked her lips.

“I love you.”

“Love you too hon.” She huffed before he resumed suckling her but not before she told him something that made his face perk up.

“Next time…I’ll be sitting on that face of yers~.”

Lock just chuckled as he held his mare close. The two enjoyed their bathing in romantic silence. Applejack was happy to ease her new lover’s nerves and Lock was lucky that she was kind enough to allow him to bathe with her. Both could tell that for the remainder of his stay, he’d be doing everything he could for her and her family.

End.