Game of Thrones: Equestria

Another week has passed, and Canterlot was busy preparing for tonight’s special event. Wulfric had informed the barons that he had something very important to announce and wanted all of Canterlot to be attending. Celestia and Luna also got busy and had sent letters to their allies from the war to visit and attend the event and so that they may rekindle old friendships. Marshall was in better spirits lately, thanks to his wives and the new group therapy has been attending. Twilight wouldn’t always be there to play the role as lead therapist, Celestia, Luna, or even Wulfric and Lock agreed to step in and help the veterans or females cope with their inner demons.

Aside from all that, it was still early in the morning the two Princesses were on their way to the medical ward for a special occasion. Ever since their session with their husband, neither princess could bear to wait any longer to see if they were with foal or not. There was only one way to find out, and they knew of a certain human who would be able to tell them.

“So what do you think you’ll have this time?” Luna asked her sister as they walked.

“Another colt or a filly? Perhaps two foals? Marshall did fill us until we ran him dry.”

“Does it matter Luna?” Celestia smiled as they neared Lock’s room.

“Filly or colt, our children will be immensely loved.”

“Yes. You’re right.”

“Though…I would not mind a little filly to spoil.” Celestia admitted with a smirk.

The Princesses giggled as they walked past the staff and arrived in an open meeting room. There was a circle of ponies and Caribou sitting together and one mare was crying her eyes out into the fur of a familiar looking wolf.

“It’s okay, Honey Lemon, what happened to you is in the past. You shouldn’t let what they did define who you are. You have just as much right to find your special somepony as anybody else,” Lock said as the mare held him close and cried into his fur.

“Are you sure?!?” The mare sobbed while adding another used tissue to the pile in the nearby trash can.

“What kind of stallion or stag would want a girl like me? I was a red collar!!”

“Red, purple, pink, what does it matter?” Lock questioned.

“You’re not that mare anymore, right? The Stonehooves wanted to turn you into something you never wanted to be, but you managed to fight their brainwashing and came back from the darkness. That takes courage and great strength, something any stallion would find admirable,” Lock explained, with the others nodding in agreement.

“Did we come at a bad time?” Asked Luna, catching everyone’s attention.

“Oh, hey there Celestia, Luna,” Lock nodded and the group bowed to them.

“I was just explaining to Honey Lemon here that she still deserves a chance at love despite her past as a red collar slave. Have anything to add to help her?”

“Indeed. Take the fact that you were a red collar and turn it into your strength.” Said Celestia as Honey Lemon looked at her confused.

“When you do find the man…or woman of your dreams. Show them what you can do and I promise that special somepony will want to stay with you not only for your personality, but your skill as well.”

The other mares gasped in astonishment at the princesses advice with some even having a determined look on their faces.

“Well…I haven’t touched my husband in some time.”

“My coltfriend and I have been going steady for a while…I think it’s time to take it to the next level!”

“See, Honey Lemon, if they can do it, so can you,” Lock smiled down at the mare.

“Well…okay, I’ll give it a shot. Singles night, here I come!!” She shouted with a raised fist, earning a round of applause as their session came to an end.

“Okay, everyone, that’s all the time for this week. Remember what we discussed and if you know anyone else in need of personal help, don’t hesitate to bring them here,” Lock said.

The group nodded and all left the room until it was just the Princesses and Lock. Lock sighed as he returned to his human form and brought back out his wings.

“Man, who knew these people went through such terrible things,” Lock said as he cracked his neck.

“Here I thought my world had a dark history.”

“I’m just glad they’re on the road to recovery.” The sun princess smiled.

“Yeah, same,” Lock nodded.

“So, what can I do for you two? I’ve got another lesson with Imperius soon.”

“Oh yes. We require…a certain skill of yours.” Luna as a pink hue appeared on her cheeks.

“Skill? I’m a man of many, which one specifically?”

“Well um…that is to say, uh…”

“We need you to see if we are pregnant.” Celestia said bluntly.

Lock blinked and stood there for a moment until he smirked and crossed his arms.

“Did the dirty deed with your darling husband, eh?” Lock teased.

“Don’t make it sound so lewd!” Luna scolded.

“But yes, we rekindled our passion for each other in the most romantic way possible. It was a very special night.”

“Well all joking aside, I’m glad he’s in better spirits,” Lock chuckled.

“As for you two, take a seat.”

The Princesses nodded and took two of the chairs and sat down. Lock kneeled in front of them and placed his hands on their stomachs.

“Well? Are we pregnant?” Luna asked.

“Be patient, I’m trying to focus,” Lock said.

He closed his eyes and first sensed within her. He focused until he felt a twitch in his senses, making him smile and look up at Celestia.

“Congrats, it’s a filly.”

Celestia squealed and clapped her hands with joy while Luna smiled happily at her sister.

“Ohh I’m so happy I could just…” Celestia stopped as her face turned a bit pale and she suddenly made for the trash can, uncaring for the used tissues that were spilled to the floor.

“Oh dear. Morning sickness.” Said Luna, looking a bit concerned while listening to the gagging noises from her sister.

“Worth…it,” Celestia croaked.

“Now you, Luna,” Lock said and she nodded.

He closed his eyes and focused. Only as soon as he began to sense for any new souls, his eyes snapped open and looked shocked.

“Oh…holy crap.”

“What, what is it? Am I not pregnant?” Luna asked, sounding worried.

“Um, you are but…I don’t just sense one.”

“What do you…”

“I sense three,” Lock said, making Luna freeze.

“You’re…having triplets. Another filly and two colts.”

Luna suddenly felt woozy but not in the same way as Celestia and without warning, she nearly fainted but was caught by Lock who was a bit surprised at her reaction.

“Triplets…” She whispered happily before finally passing out with a smile.

“Well that’s a first, hey doc!” Lock called out. A stallion doctor, who was known as Doctor Hooves, walked in with a few nurse mares.

“Can you help Luna and Celestia back to their chambers? I just now told them that they’re pregnant and Luna here seems a bit indisposed at the moment.”

“Oh good heavens! Congrats your majesties.” The doctor said while the nurses helped the princesses.

“Please have the servants reopen the nursery and have the royal wood carver work on one more crib.” Celestia managed to say while being escorted through the door.

As the Princesses left, Lock chuckled again as he made his way to the training grounds. Once he arrived, he saw Imperius and, to his delight, the mare named Gummy with him and they were practicing their archery skills.

“So let me get this straight. We are supposed to hit the other recruits with color arrows while they’re dressed as animals?” He asked.

“Yeah! And they’re supposed to run around and avoid getting hit! It’s a great way to practice trying to hit moving targets!” Gummy chirped.

“Here, I’ll show you. Okay, everypony, start running around the open area!”

Just like that, the recruits scrambled about looking for cover as Gumdrop nailed her first target right in the flank.

“Ow!” The recruit cried as his flank turned green.

“That’s one!”

Gummy aimed again and fired two more arrows that hit two more recruits and they hit their arm and leg.

“That’s three! See? Now you, Impy!”

“Impy?” He shrieked before spotting three targets behind a bush and fired an arrow.

“DUCK!!” The first one shouted as they hit the dirt but one popped up dressed as a duck.

“Yes?”

THUMP!!

“Ohh right in the face!” Lock cringed after witnessing the shot.

Imperius continued to shoot and hit three more moving targets. Gummy also joined in and shot with Imperius until all the recruits were left with different colored blotches on their bodies.

“Yay! We did it!” Gummy cheered as she hugged Imperius close.

“Good job, Impy!”

“Uhh…thanks.” The prince blushed while the ref counted their hits.

“Winner and still best marksmare in the ranks, Gummy!!”

“As usual.” One officer whispered to the others.

“She’s one of the best eyes, after all.”

“But Imperius did well, too.”

“I see you two are getting along nicely,” Lock said as he approached the pair.

“It was fun!” Gummy chirped as the others limped by groaning like a horde of zombies.

“Hey Hantz. Why don’t you take a few days off?” Imperius said to the one he shot in the face. Hantz groaned with a thumbs up before falling face first into the soil.

Suddenly, the sounds of puppies barking were heard from the other side of the courtyard and two wolf pups came running through the crowd of recruits with a familiar unicorn stallion chasing after them.

“Pups on the loose!” Top Notch cried out.

“Not again! Grab em!!”

“They’re too quick!”

The pups darted around, thinking it was a game as the whole courtyard erupted into chaos. It wasn’t until a much larger wolf appeared that they stopped their mischief.

“Uh oh…” Imperius gulped after seeing the larger wolf was none other than Arya; Wulfric’s faithful companion. The pups in question were in fact her offspring and were known to cause trouble from time to time.

“Sköl! Håti!!” Shouted none other than Wulfric who heard the commotion.

“Avoiding bath time again I see.”

“Well, well, the wolves that chase the sun and moon, huh?” Lock commented as Wulfric scooped up the pups and Arya walked by his side.

“Yeah. The little troublemakers. Top, take these two and give em their bath.”

“Yes sir.” Top Notch huffed after finally catching up.

“You know, that reminds me of something Lucifer had returned to me,” Lock said as Top took the pups and walked away.

“What did he want?” Wulfric wondered.

Lock smiled and held out both hands. He then snapped his fingers and in a puff of flames, two swords in scabbards appeared in his grip. The first sword he unsheathed was as red as fire itself. It also gave off a heat as it glowed a low shade. The second sword was blue and gave off a cool and chilling presence. There were even small shards of ice that grew along the blade.

“These are my personal blades: Surtr and Ymir.”

“After the fire and ice giant kings.”

“Yep, they’ve been with me since the beginning,” Lock nodded as he handed Surtr to Wulfric.

“Not bad, huh?”

“Hmm, blade could use more length.” The king critiqued while giving it a few swings.

“They’ve slayed dozens, I assure you,” Lock smirked as Wulfric handed him his sword back and he clipped both scabbards to his belt.

“Excuse me, my lords.”

Both men looked to see a servant approach them and bowed.

“King Wulfric, I have a message from somepony who wishes to speak with you in private. The informant said that he wishes to speak with you, and Sir Dimitri if he wishes, alone.”

“Where’s he from?” Wulfric asked out of curiosity.

“That is the odd part, he didn’t say. And he said he would meet you outside the city by lone old oak tree. I asked him why to meet there but he said it was of the utmost urgency.”

“Who’d go out of their way just to meet you with such secrecy?” Lock wondered.

“Want me to come with you?”

“Hmm…ready our mounts!” The king ordered

By noon, the two had assembled at the gate and were greeted by two massive armored bears that growled ferociously as some of their handlers flinched. Even Lock was hesitant to approach them.

“Heyyy Urag!!” Wulfric called out to one of the beasts as it snuggled up to him like a cub.

“Good boy.”

“Damn, and here I thought Fluttershy had a way with animals,” Lock said as the other bear approached him and sniffed him. Lock reached his hand up and patted the bear and it leaned into his touch. Lock smiled as he and Wulfric mounted their beasts and the two set off to their destination.

“So, any idea who it might be? Guy sure wants to meet you pretty bad for us to venture outside the city.”

“Whoever it is must be pretty desperate or stupid.”

“Or both, guess we’ll just have to wait and see,” Lock said as they rode.

“So what’s the story with these two? I’ve ridden animals before, but never a bear.”

Wulfric smiled as he gave his mount a scratch behind the ears.

“Urag has been one of my trusted companions since the war, the big lug may look vicious but he’s a cuddler. Lump on the other hand um…” The king paused as the other bear gave a big yawn before parking himself in the middle of the street to nap and causing a traffic jam.

“Hey! What’s the hold up?!?”

“Move it buddy!!”

“Really?” Lock deadpanned as he got off the slumbering bear.

“This lazy ass just decides to park it and sleep?”

“He’s always been a bit…slower than his brother,” Wulfric admitted sheepishly.

“Well I ain’t leaving him in the middle of the road.”

Lock cracked his knuckles and reached down under the bear. He took a deep breath and hoisted him up over his head and walked to the side of the road before setting him down.

“There, now he can sleep without causing a disturbance.”

“Uh, don’t you want a mount?” Wulfric asked, still shocked Lock was able to carry the bear.

“Nah, I can fly. Now let’s get going.”

“If you say so. HYA!!”

Urag barreled down the street like a fully powered bulldozer until they had reached the old oak on the outskirts of the city and underneath it was a hooded figure who they assumed was their contact.

“That must be our guy. Be ready for anything, Urag stay here.”

The king dismounted and strapped his sword to his back with Lock following closely as they approached the stranger.

“I take it you’re the one who sent the message?” He asked while keeping a sharp eye on him.

The figure said nothing as his back was turned. He then slowly looked over his shoulder to look at the two warriors.

“Are…you King Wulfric Warborn?” He spoke hesitantly.

“I am, and who are you?”

The hooded figure turned around and Wulfric and Lock could see the inside of his cloak. From the looks of it, he wore that which one wears when they are a wanderer of the north. On the side of his belt was a pair of battle hatchets that had northern runes engraved on them.

“You’re a Caribou?” Lock asked and the figure nodded.

“I am, and before I reveal myself, may I please have both your words that you won’t attack me?” The stranger requested.

“That depends on you.” Wulfric replied while unstrapping his sword.

The stranger nodded in response and unclipped his weapons and placed them on the grass like Wulfric did his sword. Lock too, unclipped his swords and placed them on the grass.

“You have our word,” Lock said with Wulfric nodding in agreement.

“…Very well,” the stranger said as he reached up to take off his hood. As he slowly removed the cloth on his head, Wulfric’s eyes widened and his eyes shrunk down to pinpricks. The face of the stranger was a face he had not even dreamed of seeing again in fifteen years. It was a face that brought back the worst memories, save for the different eye color, as the stranger revealed himself. This face…looked nearly identical to Dainn Stonehoof himself.

“What…the fuck?” Lock mumbled, also in disbelief. Suddenly, Wulfric lunged at the stranger but Lock managed to catch him just in time and hold him back as he thrashed around.

“WULFRIC WAIT!!”

“LET ME GO!!” Wulfric growled as he struggled to get loose.

“Please…allow me to explain.”

“Why do you have that face?!? WHO ARE YOU?!?”

“My name…” the stranger began and sighed as he looked away in shame.

“My name…is Hreidar Snow, bastard of Dainn Stonehoof.”

Both Lock and Wulfric were stunned by this revelation to the point where they both wanted to kill him. Yet despite their hostilities, the boy did not bother to defend himself or even beg for his life.

“You hate me. I don’t blame you.” Hreidar said with his head sunk low.

“Fifteen years…” Wulfric hissed.

“Fifteen years and now you decide to show up. Here to avenge your old man?”

“No, far from it,” Hreidar shook his head. “I’m here to ask how you did it.”

“And why in Odin’s name would you want to know that?”

“Satisfaction, I want to know how you slayed that tyrant of a father of mine so I may sleep a little more soundly.”

After calming down, Wulfric decided to humor the young stag and answer.

“I did it with my bare hands.” He said coldly.

“I beat him to a bloody pulp until he could barely speak, then I freed his head from his wretched shoulders and sent it tumbling down the steps of the castle.”

Hreidar took in every word Wulfric said and leaned against the tree and looked up to the branches.

“He really was the worst of us, wasn’t he?” Hreidar asked in an emotionless tone.

“That’s all I wanted to know, thank you for telling me.”

Hreidar went to pick up his hatchets and leave, but Wulfric managed to free himself from Lock’s grip. The king grabbed Hreidar’s arm and slammed him into the trunk of the tree, pinning him there as he glared at the young stag.

“Give me a reason not to kill you.” He glared as Lock prepared to step in.

“Urf! I have none,” Hreidar grunted.

“Look at me, my very face is a curse excluding my mother’s eyes. I’ve been in hiding since the day I was born and anyone who catches a mere glimpse of me chases me down to try and kill me. I’ve lived my whole life, fearing for my life and hating my very blood because of Dainn! And you want to know the most sickening thing about me?! My mother was his sister! That’s right, DAINN RAPED HIS OWN SISTER TO SIRE ME! SO GO AHEAD AND END MY MISERABLE, INBRED, BASTARD EXISTENCE!”

Wulfric stood there, unable to decide what to do next. In front of him was the last of Dainn’s bloodline, if any of his enemies knew of his existence then they would flock to him thinking of him as the avenging son returned to claim his birthright. But at the same time he saw a weeping boy whose only crime was being born to a monster.

“Wulfric…” Lock spoke up, but the king did not turn to him.

“I think…we should hear the kid out.”

“…Very well.” The king replied as he released the boy and went to his saddlebag to retrieve a small sack of food.

“It’s gonna be a long day, let’s eat.”

Lock nodded as they set up a small campsite and sat down. Hreidar sat under the tree while the others sat in front of him. There was an awkward silence between them until Hreidar spoke up.

“So…just curious, did you know Dainn had siblings?” He asked Wulfric.

“I did not. I heard he killed most of his family so none would challenge his rule.” The king replied while sipping some cider.

“Not surprised…considering his sister was his first slave.”

Lock and Wulfric looked at the young stag in shock as he continued his tale.

“Dainn didn’t kill all his relatives, he kept only his sister alive. Before he discovered Equestria, he believed that his bloodline should remain pure and unsullied by any unworthy females. So he kept my mother, his sister, hidden and he did as he pleased to her. It was when he discovered Equestria that he abandoned his home and anyone not loyal to him. My mother was pregnant with me at the time and Dainn was bent on claiming the Princesses to sire him more worthy heirs. I was born when he took over, and my mother and I managed to escape before anyone noticed. I was only a baby as my mother kept me safe during the war. She knew that if anyone found out about me, the Stonehoof’s would either kill us or bring us to Dainn so he could know what other sick tortures. Then the war ended and my mother had heard of Dainn’s demise, but still chose to keep hidden.”

“Why not reveal yourself if things seemed to calm down?” Lock wondered.

“How could I? Look at me, if King Wulfric reacted the way he did just now, how would you think everyone else would react seeing me?”

“He’s got a point. The other clans would sooner see him dead than allow him to live.” Wulfric stated.

“Where is your mother now?”

“I can’t tell you,” Hreidar said.

“Can’t or won’t?” Wulfric questioned.

“Both, because she’s a pure blooded Stonehoof and she’s all I have left as family. I taught myself how to fight so I could protect her, hence why I’m armed with hatchets. We’ve had many close calls over the years, but we just kept on moving.”

“Is she at least safe?” Lock asked.

“As safe as she can be.” Hreidar looked to Wulfric and frowned.

“I can only begin to imagine what that man did to you and these lands, as if it wasn’t bad enough that he abandoned his own home in a blizzard. I knew the kind of Caribou he was as I grew older, so I decided to choose the bastard name Snow rather than keep the name Stonehoof.”

“And now you come to us as another war breaks out. Rather convenient.” Said Wulfric feeling skeptical of the situation.

“I see it more as bad timing,” Hreidar defended.

“Before Blueblood declared this war, I was hoping to seek an audience with you to acquire closure. But now I see that I can’t ever get what I desire and will always be on the run.”

“How did you even stay hidden in the first place?” Lock wondered.

Hreidar dug into his pocket and pulled out a silver ring. He then put the ring on his right ring finger and his appearance changed in a flash. He now was no longer a stag, but a normal earth pony.

“It’s a disguise ring,” Hreidar explained.

“I, admittedly, stole it from a caravan a few years ago. It’s how I was able to move out in the open without turning too many heads. But the ring always needs to charge and never lasts long so I rarely use it,” he said as he took off the ring and reverted back to his original form.

“Hmm, rings like that are very rare and very expensive. Better hope the merchant isn’t looking for compensation.”

“Well I stole it while he slept and we fled throughout the night. He’s still on the other side of Equestria wondering what happened to it, I imagine.”

“Heh. Well the fact you revealed so much to us says one thing.” The king pointed his finger accusingly at Hreidar.

“You need my help.”

“Wh…wha?” Hreidar mumbled, completely blown away by the sudden offer.

“But, you help me? Why?”

“Believe it or not, there are many who deserted the Stonehoof regime in the last days of the war. Many worked hard to rid themselves of their past but you…might be a challenge.”

“That’s the understatement of the damn century,” Lock commented as he took a swig from his flask.

“His face will be his biggest drawback, let alone the blood that flows through his veins.”

“He’s right, I guarantee that the second I step anywhere I’m as good as dead,” Hreidar sighed.

Before they could discuss any further, the clocktower began to chime and both Lock and Wulfric started to panic after seeing it was half past noon.

“Odin’s beard! Is that the time?!?” Wulfric shouted before packing everything in a hurry.

“What’s wrong? Why is the time so important?” Hreidar wondered.

“Tonight is a bit important for Wulfric and his family,” Lock said as he threw Wulfric’s sword to him and he clipped his own back on his belt.

“We gotta get going before his wives have both our hides on a silver platter.”

“But what about me?”

“I’ll tell the others, come to the castle tonight. HYA!!” Wulfric turned his mount and rode back to the castle with all haste while Lock took to the air and followed.

“Ugh! The girls are gonna kill me!” He whined as they barreled towards the castle.

“Eh, they’ll get over it,” Lock shrugged as he flew close to the king.

“So what’s your take on the kid?”

“Hmm…not sure.” Wulfric admitted.

“I need to speak with the others about this later tonight.”

The stars were beginning to fill the sky as the sun set and the moon rose. In the main ballroom, many different aristocrats from across the allied nations and northern allies and barons gathered for tonight’s big announcement. Celestia, Luna, and Marshall were all dressed formally for the night and were greeting the guests as they mingled. Twilight and her friends later arrived and Rarity had her arm hooked to Spike’s. Her pregnancy was on display for everyone to see as her belly looked quite swollen. In just a few months time, she would be bringing their son into the world and neither she nor Spike could wait. Meanwhile, Wulfric stood with his wives, who were also dressed formally, and they were off to the side so they could wait until everyone arrived. Unfortunately for Wulfric, he was getting a bit of a cold shoulder from his wives since he had up and left out of the blue and waited until the last minute to return.

“Girls, I promise it was important, I had to answer the message,” Wulfric pleaded as his mares faced away from him with their arms crossed.

“You hear something Rainbow?” Asked Applejack.

“Just the sounds of lame excuses.” Rainbow replied.

“But girls…”

“No,” Applejack said coldly, glancing over her shoulder.

“You knew that this night is extremely important, yet you chose to run off to who knows where and risk being late.”

“Not only that, but you still won’t even bother to tell us what’s so damn important,” Rainbow added.

“I’ll tell you tonight, I promise!” He begged on his knees, finally getting their attention.

“Well look at that, Rainbow,” Applejack arched a brow.

“Our husband is the one on his knees for a change.”

The mares laughed for a short moment before bending over with warm smiles on their faces.

“No secrets?” Rainbow asked.

“None, I promise.” Said Wulfric.

“Good.”

The two then proceeded to turn around and leave with a sway in their hips before curling their fingers at their husband who was more than happy to follow now that he was in the clear.

“So what do we do now?” Wulfric asked when he felt his hands being guided to their flanks.

“Do you really need to ask hon?” Said Applejack as they turned the corner to the next room and caught the attention of some nobles.

“That must be King Wulfric.”

“And his wives as well, they are quite beautiful.”

“He is quite lucky, to be married to such fine mares.”

“I can’t help but feel as though somepony is missing from the group.”

As soon as the last statement was said, the lights all shut off, making everyone murmur to themselves. There were the sounds of flapping in the air until a lone light shone where the band was. Sitting at the piano, dressed in a sharp black suit with red trimmings and silver tie, was Lock and he had his hands hovering over the keys. To the mares and any females, the sight of the human sent them in a dazed state at how surprisingly handsome he was. To the stallions, they admired the human’s sudden grand entrance as everyone waited for him to do something. Lock smiled as he gently placed his fingers in the keys and began to play.

“What is that tune?” One of the party goers asked as Lock continued.

“It’s beautiful.”

Lock continued to play and the party goers smiled as some swayed in the music. Now many, if not all, of the females all had dreamy looks in their eyes at the sight of Lock playing this wonderful melody. One doe was bold enough to approach the piano and sit herself on the flat top as she gazed at Lock with lidded eyes. Another pony mare approached Lock and sat on the edge of the bench and crossed her legs. Lock played the song with passion in his fingers. The royals watched their friend play the piano with calming smiles.

“I never knew he was so talented,” Celestia said as she leaned on her husband.

“Selene said he was skilled, but this is something else,” Marshall said.

Lock closed his eyes, the song reached a soft verse and let his fingers dance along the keys. No one said a word as all would only watch and listen. Lock smiled wider as the song reached a more intense verse and hit the keys more fervently. Soon it became soft once more until he finally reached the end of his song. Lock sighed as he then seemed to notice the doe sitting on the piano and the mare sitting beside him on the bench and chuckled as the audience applauded and the lights turned back on.

“Bravo!”

“A marvelous performance!”

“Such a beautiful tune!”

“I’m glad you all enjoyed it,” Lock said as he rose from his seat. The mare and doe stood up with him and leaned in to kiss him on both his cheeks. The duo giggled before running into the crowd while the rest of the party seemed to continue without incident.

“Where’s Wulfric?” Marshall whispered to Celestia.

“He’ll be along dear, don’t worry.”

The royals took the opportunity to approach Lock as he was handed a glass of wine and he met them halfway.

“Evening, you three,” Lock greeted as he raised his glass.

“Thank you for the music Sir Lock.” Luna smiled while raising a glass of cider.

“It’s no trouble, Joshua and my platoon always enjoyed it when I played back at the barracks. Josh was the one who taught me to play anyway,” Lock said as he sipped his wine.

In another part of the ballroom, Twilight and the rest of her friends met up at the punch bowl along with their respective families, including a certain pink mare and her husband who ran his own gag factory.

“Pinkie, you made it!” Twilight beamed as they hugged each other.

“Well of course I made it, silly!” Pinkie chirped.

“Cheesy and I wouldn’t miss Applejack and Rainbow’s big party for anything!”

“We also came here to see how our daughter is doing,” Cheese Sandwich said. As if on cue, a group of teenage foals came from the crowd as one skipped to Pinkie and Cheese with a bright smile.

“MOMMA! DADDY!”

“There’s my girl!” Cheese sandwich cheered as he kneeled down to give her a hug.

“Mmm I missed you!” The stallion squeezed and kissed his daughter like a filly as she giggled.

“Daddy! I want you and Momma to meet my new friends!” Gummy chirped as the royal children approached.

“Hi auntie Pinky Pie, Uncle Cheese,” Beorn said.

“It’s nice to see you again,” Apple Jewel said.

“And guess what? Impy and I are training partners!” Gummy added, hugging Imperius’ arm.

The other young mares in the party saw this and began to seethe with rage but would not dare to make a move since Selene was watching from a distance.

“Hello darlings.” Called Rarity walking up with Spike.

“Wow Rarity. You look amazing!” Twilight smiled before rubbing her friend’s belly.

“So when are you due?”

“In about a few months, dear,” Rarity smiled as she put a hand on her belly, only to feel a kick.

“Goodness! He’s already so happy to meet you all.”

The group smiled while Spike leaned in to kiss his beloved and noticed that a few of their friends were missing.

“Has anypony seen Fluttershy?”

“She’s out in the gardens with Tree Hugger and as for Rainbow and Applejack, um…” Twilight blushed a little knowing full well what they were up to.

“So, I finally get to meet the counterparts of my friends.”

All heads then turned to the source of the voice to see Dimitri approach them with a kind smile.

“It’s nice to meet you all, I am Dimitri Lockdrom.”

“Ohh so you’re the one Applejack and Rainbow Dash speak of.” Said Rarity as she placed a finger on her chin and began to examine his attire while Pinkie seized his hands and began shaking him like a jackhammer.

“Hi Locky! I can call you Locky, right? I’m Pinkie Pie! This is my husband Cheese Sandwich and my daughter Gumdrop but we call her Gummy just like my pet alligator!”

Lock wanted to smile at the party mare, but he couldn’t help but be helpless to a solemn frown as his hand was released. His depressed gaze seemed to deepen when he eyes fell on Spike, which confused the group.

“What’s wrong, Lock? You look so sad,” Twilight asked.

“It’s just…well,” Lock tried to say.

“In my world, Spike went missing in the beginning of the invasion so it’s a bit bittersweet to see him now. My apprentices and I had been searching all over Equestria during our liberation efforts, but there’s been no sightings of him. More so…let’s just say my world’s Pinkie Pie isn’t in the best of spirits.”

The group’s mood turned sour for a bit until Twilight suggested they grab a bite to eat and hit the dance floor, though it would end up becoming a decision she would regret as Pinkie and Gumdrop gorged themselves on the dessert table.

Castle Gardens

Behind a small shrub, Wulfric was cuddling with his wives as they gazed at the stars and gently rubbed their now swelling bellies.

“This past month has been so eventful,” Wulfric said as he held his mares close.

“I agree, I’m so happy I get to be a mom again,” Rainbow sighed as she looked down to her slightly bulging belly.

“Whatever sent Lock to us, I wanna keep thanking them until the day I die.”

“You said it, Dash,” Applejack agreed.

“By the way, hon, have you thought of any names for our future children?”

“Hmm…” Wulfric hummed.

“I was thinking, we name two of them after my parents.” He smiled.

“Dibs on my son being named after Hjalmar!!” Applejack proclaimed.

“Hey, no fair! I wanted to name my little colt that!” Rainbow complained.

“Snooze you loose, sugarcube,” Applejack winked.

“Fine, then I want our fawn to be named after Aurora,” Rainbow huffed.

“That just leaves our other son.”

“I have a name for him already.” Said Wulfric as he kneeled down to Rainbow’s stomach.

“Tyr. After the God of Justice.”

“Ooh, I like it! Sounds strong, like his daddy,” Rainbow giggled.

The group laughed as they continued to enjoy each other’s company. All was quiet until they heard someone approach them to reveal the butter yellow Pegasus, Fluttershy.

“Come out, little friends,” she whispered softly.

“I would very much like to meet you.”

The little critters of the garden answered her call as all manner of rodents and birds appeared to greet her.

“I swear Fluttershy, you are the reincarnation of Skadi herself.” Wulfric laughed as she took turns petting each one.

“Eep!” Fluttershy yelped and turned to the group and relaxed.

“Oh, hello Wulfric,” Fluttershy nodded as she approached them.

“And hello to you too, Rainbow, Applejack, how are you all this evening?”

“We just decided the names for our babies.” Applejack smiled as she pecked her husband's cheek.

“How’s discord? Still recovering from his imprisonment?” Rainbow asked while snuggling on his shoulder.

“Yes, he has been staying with me ever since,” Fluttershy nodded.

“It seems what happened to him took more out than anypony thought. He can still do magic, but not as strong as before.”

“Well as long as he can do party tricks, I don’t mind inviting him to the next birthday party.”

“Oh how delightful!” A voice called out, startling the king but the girls already knew who it was.

“Discord.” Fluttershy smirked as their friend poofed out of thin air.

“Hello my dear friends!” Discord chirped.

“It’s so nice to see you three again, my congratulations on your new foals. Although I am a tad confused, and I do not mean to bring up bad memories, but I was under the knowledge that Rainbow Dash was no longer able to sire children?”

“We have our new friend to thank for that.” Wulfric smiled while kissing Rainbow’s cheek.

“Ah yes, your new herdmate. I heard about him, in fact I’d like to meet him!”

“I’m sure you would,” Rainbow joked.

“Pardon me, my king and ladies,” a servant said as he approached them and bowed.

“It is time for the big announcement.”

“Well then, shall we my she-wolves?” Wulfric grinned as he squeezed their flanks to get moving.

“Watch those hands mister.” Applejack scolded with a smirk.

“Ugh. Such unkingly behavior.” Discord scoffed as they followed.

“Now Discord, don’t be so judgemental.” Fluttershy said gently as they linked arms.

The group entered the ballroom and approached the top of the steps. Rainbow spied Lock leaning on a pillar enjoying some wine. When they made eye contact, Rainbow gestured to him to join them. He was hesitant to oblige, but did so nonetheless as he walked up to them and stood by them.

“How come I’m up here? This is your announcement,” Lock wondered.

“Just trust me.” Wulfric whispered as he stepped forward.

“I’d like to thank all of you for coming tonight.” He said with a smile as the crowd quieted down.

“I’m glad to see everyone here. Both old faces and new, because of all of you we have prospered in peace for fifteen years and I pray that we will continue to do so for many more!” He then raised a glass as the others followed.

“To peace, between Equestria and The North!”

The crowd gave a short round of applause as Wulfric’s speech continued.

“Now for the reason we are all here….My wives, the mares whom I have loved these past fifteen years are both now with child once more.”

Some of the crowd gasped with glee and the rest applauded for the wonderful news that the king’s family was growing. The reporter ponies were in the front of the crowd as they began to ask questions and take pictures.

“Have you decided on their names?”

“How long until the birth?”

“Should you really be expanding your family at a time like this?”

“Who is that stranger standing next to you?”

“Why are his wings so large and red?”

“Does he have a type?”

“Is he single~?”

“Please calm down and no flash photography!” Marshall shouted as they settled down.

“Thank you Marshall. This man is Dimitri Lockdrom; the godfather of my children and-!”

“Sorry ladies, he’s all ours!” Rainbow stuck her tongue out to some of the females in the crowd. Applejack smirked as she hooked her arm around Lock and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek.

“We made him our new herdmate after getting to know him better. He’s done us a great kindness and our children are very fond of him already.”

“Plus…he’s not too shabby in bed either~,” Rainbow stated, making Lock choke on his wine.

“Puah! Seriously?!” Lock deadpanned.

The crowd soon returned to the party and began chatting amongst themselves but some were not happy with the recent news.

“More half-breeds? As if two were not enough.”

“It’s only a matter of time before they wear out their welcome.”

“What was Celestia thinking? It was their kind that brought war to us fifteen years ago!”

Lock’s keen hearing overheard their whispers as he glared at the stuck up nobles and made his glass crack. Wulfric took notice of his growing rage and put a hand on his shoulder to calm him down.

“Easy my friend, they’ve been spewing that crap even before you got here.”

“Yeah well…fuck the nobility,” Lock spat as he downed the rest of his drink.

“Fuck them right off with a barbed stick.”

“Ha! I’ll drink to that.” Wulfric grinned as he followed his lead and saw Crysta dancing with Beorn.

“Well well, love is in the air.”

“Indeed it is,” Lock agreed.

The doors from the ballroom then opened as a few Prench maids walked through. Behind them was Antoinette and the sight of her mare Lock’s eyes widen in shock. She wore a beautiful black one piece dress that split off to the side to show her soft legs. There was a slightly deep split that showed off a generous amount of cleavage that made most men stare as she walked by. The Queen’s makeup was done professionally as she wore eyeshadow and had on red lipstick that made her lips alluring. Her mane and tail were let loose and were curled at the ends. As usual, she wore many jewelry and her crown as to show off her title and smiled as she greeted the guests with curt nods and a few words.

“Oh…damn,” Lock muttered.

“Go get her tiger.” Wulfric grinned with a friendly shove while heading to the buffet table.

Lock straightened himself out as he approached the Queen. Antoinette noticed Lock approach her and she met him halfway.

“Hello, your majesty,” Lock said with a polite bow of his head.

“You look…breathtaking.”

“Thank you. You look handsome as well.” Antoinette replied with a gentle smile.

“Oh this? It’s just something a…mutual acquaintance of mine provided for me for this night,” Lock shrugged, describing his suit.

“That dress does your beauty much justice.”

The queen giggled at the compliment before she offered her hand and asked to dance as the music began to pick up.

“Would you care for a dance with the Queen of Prance?” Antoinette rhymed playfully.

Lock smiled and took her hand and kissed it, making her blush.
..
“Ce serait mon honneur,” he spoke in Prench.

The two walked to the dance floor and bowed to each other as they took their positions. Lock’s left hand intertwined with Antoinette’s right hand as his right hand wrapped around her hip and her left hand rested on his shoulder. The two then began to waltz to the melody of the orchestra as they gazed into each other’s eyes.

“You dance wonderfully,” Lock commented.

“Thank you.” The queen replied with a blush as the song came to an end and the music changed to something more festive.

“Oooh!! I love this song! Come on Impy!!” Gummy chirped as she grabbed Imperius and they began to dance along with Beorn and Crysta. Only Selene was left sitting by herself as she watched her friends enjoy themselves. As everyone danced, Lock noticed Selene looking alone and as much as he wanted to keep Antoinette company, he felt bad for Selene being by herself.

“Pardon me, Antoinette, but I must see to something at the moment. After the party, would you like to accompany me for a walk through the gardens?”

“It is quite alright, Sir Dimitri, and I would love to,” Antoinette smiled as they parted ways. Lock made his way to the table Selene was sitting at and held his hand up to her.

“Now why’re you sitting here on your own? Come and dance with me.”

“Really?” The princess beamed as she grabbed his hand and they began to dance. Lock laughed with the young princess as they danced together along with everyone else. The royals were all smiling as the group were enjoying themselves as they stood off to the side together.

“Now this is what I like to see.” Marshall smirked.

“Our children smiling, with friends and happy.”

“Let’s kick this party up a notch!” Lock called out as he jumped in the air and landed in front of the band.

“Hit it!” He said as he grabbed a mic and started to sing.

Soon, the younger members of the crowd began to take to the dance floor along with some elderly folk and the air was filled with music and laughter. After their dance had finished, Selene sat down to catch her breath at one of the tables when she was approached by some unknown individuals.

“Greetings young lady.”

“You seem to be enjoying yourself, perhaps we can join you?”

“Or maybe we can go somewhere a bit more private?”

Selene immediately noticed the tone in their voices meant that they were bad news. While maintaining her composure, she stood up from her chair and walked past them towards her father and Lock who were talking to each other after Lock had finished singing.

“I’m sorry, gentlemen, but I believe my father is calling for me,” Selene said calmly.

“Please, we insist.” One said while grabbing her wrist in a rough manner. Marshall quickly took noticed and gestured for Lock to follow.

“There a problem gentlemen?” The lord regent asked while shielding his daughter.

“Oh, lord Marshall, we were just wondering if the princess would like to accompany us this night.”

“Yeah, sorry buddy, but she’s actually with me for the rest of this party,” Lock said as he stepped forward.

“Watch your tone commoner! We are delegates from Saddle Arabia and you will address us with respect!”

“I got your respect right here,” Lock chortled as he flipped them the bird.

“Now please, fuck right off.”

“YOU INSOLENT-!!”

“That’s enough….” Marshall hissed while giving an ice cold glare that made them freeze up. The delegates scoffed and were prepared to leave until Marshall heard the faint clink of armor underneath all their robes.

“A bit hot in that armor eh...hassansin?”

“.....”

CLANG!!

The crowd yelled in fright as the lord regent blocked a hidden dagger with a serving tray and kicked his attacker into one of the tables. The other robbed stallions responded by drawing curved blades and throwing off their robes to reveal their armor. Suddenly, a few windows shattered to reveal more intruders, who were also Saddle Arabian, as they surrounded the Lord Regent. There were at least ten of them as Marshall just stood there.

“Daddy!” Selene yelped from behind Lock.

“My lord!!” One of the guards shouted as he tossed Marshall his sword.

As Marshall prepared to fight, the guests quickly got to a safe distance and the hassansins surrounded him on all sides.

“I’m only going to say this once.” He warned while unsheathing his blade that resembled a piece of the night sky.

“Your choices have clearly led you here, as have mine. I will give you a new choice: leave here now and live, or stay and face your destiny…”

“Hah! Your foolish chivalry nonsense means nothing to us! Your destiny is death!” One hassassin mocked.

The next thing everyone saw was a flash of light and the distinct sound of something being cut before the assassins hands slid off and his stumps began to spurt blood.

“AAAAGGH!! MY HANDS!! The bastard took my hands!!”

“You’ve had your warning, now I shall make you pay for your INSOLENCE!!”

Without warning, Marshall began cutting them down one after the other until he was tackled out the window with Wulfric following after him.

“Marshall!”

“Stay back, this bastard’s mine!!”

Marshall kicked the hassassin off him as he jumped to his feet and readied himself. The hassassin also stood back up as he pointed his curved blade at the Lord Regent as they circled each other.

“Why has Saladin sent you? What are you after?!?” Marshall demanded an answer

“Hmph, you should have accepted his deal he offered you,” the stallion mocked.

“Your son and his daughter would have made a fine couple and sired a worthy heir for the Saddle Arabian throne. But since you refused him, he’s decided to take both your children for the price of one by force.”

“My wife made it clear. Our son will not be the king to an empire of slaves! If he wants hands so bad then I’ll send him all of yours in a box!!”

Marshall lunged forward only to be hit by blinding powder from his foes pocket as he prepared to throw a dagger.

“DAD LOOK OUT!!” Imperius shouted before the attacker was struck in the hand by a blade in the shape of a red feather.

“W-What?!?”

“HEADS UP!!” Wulfric roared as he body-slammed him into the ground like a pro wrestler as the crowd cheered.

“Nice one Wulfric,” Marshall said as he sheathed his sword.

“Guards! Lock this bastard up and throw him in a cell! We will decide what to do with him on a later date.”

A squad of soldiers moved in and subdued the wounded hassassin and dragged him away. Marshall looked down on the ground and noticed the red feather blade and picked it up.

“Figured you could use some backup,” Lock said as he joined him and Wulfric.

“I had that, you know,” Marshall stated while rubbing the last of the powder of his eyes.

“Sure you did,” Lock rolled his eyes playfully.

“Well this has certainly been an interesting night,” Wulfric said.

“Is that what that was? Who even were those guys?” Lock wondered.

“Hassansins from Saddle Arabia. Guess their emperor did not like my wife saying no.” Marshall replied before being squeezed by his children.

“Daddy!!”

“Dad!”

“I’m alright, my children,” Marshall smiled as he held them close.

“Seems we all could use a breather from tonight’s excitement.”

It was then that both Wulfric and Lock reminded themselves of their…acquaintance they had met earlier in the day. They both looked at each other and nodded as Wulfric cleared his throat.

“Actually, the excitement isn’t over just yet,” Wulfric admitted.

“How so?” Marshall wondered.

“First you should send everyone home and clean up the mess in the ballroom,” Lock said.

“Afterwards, you need to tell Celestia and Luna to meet us in the throne room after the children are sent to bed. Oh, and bring Twilight too while you’re at it”

“Good idea. Wulfric, can you have some of your soldiers help patrol the castle?”

“Consider it done.”

“This will not end well, you know that right?” Lock muttered as the two went to fetch their guest and were now escorting him through the halls.

“I know, but they need to know,” Wulfric quietly replied as he glanced over his shoulder. Hreidar looked like a nervous wreck as he kept glancing at his disguise ring, hoping it wouldn’t lose its charge so soon.

“They will try to kill him as soon as he takes off the ring. If it were just Marshall and your wives we might not have to worry, but this is Celestia, Luna, and even Twilight. No matter how you look at it, disaster is surely to follow,” Lock reminded him as they neared the throne room.

“I know, but we should trust their judgement.” Wulfric said before opening the doors.

“I know it’s late but this is important.”

“Why so late babe?” Rainbow yawned as she stretched out.

“We have someone here you’re all gonna wanna meet,” Lock said as he and Wulfric stepped to the side.

“Who is this colt?” Celestia asked, making Hreidar flinch.

“Alright, first thing’s first,” Lock said, holding up a hand.

“I want each and every one of you to swear on your lives that you won’t attack this kid under ANY circumstances.”

“On our lives?” Marshall repeated.

“Seems a bit drastic.”

“Trust me, it’s not,” Lock shot back.

“Please just swear to us,” Wulfric pleaded.

The mares looked at each other before nodding in agreement and swore not to attack their guest.

“Alright, kid,” Lock glanced at Hreidar.

“Show them.”

The moment Hreidar removed his ring, an unsettling chill crawled up each of the mare’s spines as well as a rising hatred when they saw his face.

“Aw fuck…” Lock said as Celestia’s mane began to look as though it was on fire.

“Now Celestia, just calm down and-”

SLAM!!

Lock was interrupted when the sun princess stomped her hood and crushed the floor below her. Luna was also looking very angry as her eyes turned slitted and grit her teeth at the boy.

“Explain yourself Wulfric, who is this child?!?” Celestia demanded answers.

“He is Hreidar Snow,” Wulfric braced himself.

“Bastard…of Dainn Stonehoof.”

The royal’s ire grew more intense as they prepared to attack when Lock shielded the boy.

“Hey! You gave us your word!” Lock snapped as he gripped one of his swords.

Twilight was the first to deactivate her magic after taking a calming breath.

“Why have you brought him here?” She asked calmly.

Hreidar gulped as he cleared his throat to speak.

“T-To seek…closure,” Hreidar said nervously.

“CLOSURE?!?” Rainbow screamed.

“YOU SHOULD BE ROTTING IN THE PITS OF TARTARUS, YOU BUCKING MONSTER!!”

“Lay off, Rainbow!” Lock barked.

“The kid’s been through enough in his life already! It ain’t his fault he’s got a face like that!”

“Lock is right. The boy did not choose to be Dainn’s son and I admit I nearly killed him myself until I heard him out. You all should do the same.” Wulfric advised.

“You are…Sir Marshall, Lord Regent of Equestria, yes?” Hreidar spoke to Marshall.

“What’s it to you?” Marshall hissed.

Hreidar boldly walked up to the stallion and lowered to the ground to his knees and closed his eyes.

“…Kill me.”

“Hreidar!” Lock said but the boy raised his hand.

“It’s obvious my father’s damage cannot be undone. My life was a curse the moment I was born, so the only way to rectify anything is by snuffing out the last of his blood. My father raped his own sister to conceive me, so why bother trying to fix what is beyond repair? I surrender, and I forfeit my life…” Hreidar confessed as he hung his head.

“You are very brave.” Marshall said as he unsheathed his sword.

“I’ll make it quick.”

Marshall raised the tip of his sword just above the boy’s neck and was prepared to deliver the killing blow when.

“WAIT!!” Celestia shouted, completely out of breath. She was in shock by what her husband had almost done and nearly turned a blind eye to it out of sheer cruelty towards an innocent child.

“This…this is wrong…”

Marshall gave a sigh of relief as he too was hesitant about killing the child.

“Why…?” Hreidar whimpered as he fell on his hands.

“I…I’m a blight on this world. My very blood is poison and my face is an eyesore to all who see it. Yet…you choose to spare me…?” Hreidar looked up at the royals with tears streaming down his face.

“JUST KILL ME ALREADY!! IT’S WHAT YOU ALL WANT, ISN’T IT?!? TO SEE THE LAST OF DAINN STONEHOOF’S BLOOD DESTROYED?!?”

The mares were shocked to see how pitiable this boy was, unlike his blackhearted father. Wulfric placed his hand on the boy’s shoulder and smiled before giving his proposal.

“I say we offer this boy and his mother sanctuary. In return, he can keep his true name hidden and work here at the castle. What say you?”

“But…but Wulfric, he’s.…” Applejack tried to say.

“He is a victim as much as the rest of you, maybe even more so. My loves, I ask you this not as a king but as a husband and father.” Wulfric pleaded to his wives.

Celestia stepped forward, after managing to calm down, and kneeled in front of the boy. Hreidar looked into her eyes but turned away in shame. However, Celestia cupped the boy’s cheek and turned his face to look at her.

“Please…don’t look at me,” Hreidar muttered.

“I have the face…of a monster.”

“…No, you don’t” she said, surprising him.

“Your eyes are different from your fathers. They feel love, pain, joy and sadness…you have a good heart, unlike him.”

“But I-”

Celestia silenced him by wrapping her arms around his frame and brought him into a gentle hug.

“Hush…and let it out,” she whispered with a smile.

Hreidar slowly began to cry his eyes out while Celestia wrapped her wings around him and all hostilities toward the boy seemed to vanish almost instantly.

“You are welcome to stay here for as long as you wish.”

“Oh yeah,” Lock said as he snapped his fingers. He then retreated to the doors and left for about five minutes. The doors then slowly opened and Lock was walking backwards.

“It’s okay, ma’am, they already forgave him.”

“A-Are you sure?” A shaky female voice said from behind the door.

“I’m positive, now come meet the Princesses.”

Lock soon let in a middle aged doe wearing raged looking robes. She had dark brown fur and black hair that reached down to her lower back. When she saw the royals, she gasped and looked fearful but Lock was there to support her as they approached.

“Who is this?” Luna asked.

“Everyone, this is Ragna,” Lock introduced.

“Ragna Stonehoof, sister to Dainn.”

“U-Um…h-hello, y-your majesty’s…” Ragna said slowly.

“Welcome, Lady Ragna.” Celestia greeted.

Before Celestia could say anything more, the doe dropped to her hands and knees and pressed her head on the floor.

“Please forgive my son! He’s an innocent soul! I beg of you to spare his life!” Ragna begged.

“There is no need for that.” Said Luna helping her up.

“You are among friends here.”

“F-Friends?!” Ragna yelped.

“B-but…my brother!”

“Is dead.” Said Wulfric.

“You are free of him.”

Ragna could only tear up as her son joined her and hugged her close as she wept. Everyone was now smiling and even Rainbow and Applejack couldn’t help but smile as well.

“Not what you were expecting, huh?” Lock asked the two mares.

“Not sure.” Said Rainbow as she watched them hug.

“I will arrange them a guest room to sleep in, it’s best we call it a night.” Twilight suggested while escorting them out the doors with Marshall following.

“I think it’s best we call it a night as well,” Wulfric said with a yawn.

“Yeah, that whole ordeal was emotionally exhausting,” Lock said as he rubbed his eyes.

“Then how about we tuck you boys in?” Applejack winked along with Rainbow.

“Yeah, we can all cuddle together after a…bedtime story~?” Rainbow cooed as she wiggled her eyebrows.

Both men looked at each other and smirked as Wulfric scooped up Rainbow and Lock picked up Applejack.

“Never any rest for the wicked, huh Wulfric?” Lock joked as they carried their mares out the door.

“No rest for these two, that’s for sure~.” Wulfric said while pinching Rainbow’s flank.

“By the way, how are things with Antoinette?”

Lock paused and realized he promised the Queen a night in the gardens. He checked his watch to see it was five minutes until they had to meet which made him sigh and set Applejack down.

“Sorry, sweet cheeks, but I have an obligation to uphold,” Lock chuckled as he gave Applejack a kiss goodnight and left.

“Guess you two are all mine~.” Wulfric boasted before spanking the farm mare as they went to their bedroom.

Lock walked to the gardens and searched for the mare in question. It wasn’t hard to find her as he spotted her sitting on a bench, gazing at the stars. The moonlight shined down on her, making her dress and fur glisten in the moon’s light.

“Did I keep you waiting?” Lock asked, making her turn to him.

“No, not really.” She said with a smile as he sat next to her.

“Tonight was an interesting night,” Lock said.

“Indeed it was,” Antoinette sighed as she leaned on his shoulder.

“Jacques had told me you are a military man as well, what was it like?”

“Hard, we fought for our lives every time we went into battle,” Lock said.

“There were good memories, but there were also bad ones.”

“Do you miss your old world?”

“Sometimes, but I remind myself that I have responsibilities so that I can focus on the task at hand.”

“Such as…the task tonight?” She hinted while inching closer.

Lock looked to the Queen who gazed back up at him with a bright blush. They both leaned in until their lips met as Antoinette placed her hand on Lock’s. Lock then poked his tongue against her mouth, asking for permission, and she accepted by opening her mouth a little so their tongues could meet. Antoinette moaned as Lock reached up with his other hand and gently placed it in her bosom as they kissed. Though as soon as things began to get heated, they separated and the Queen was already out of breath.

“Bedroom?” Lock asked with a smile.

“Yes~” Antoinette huffed with her face completely flushed as Lock carried her back into the castle. The couple passed Wulfric’s room and could hear almost everything going on behind the doors.

“Who’s my naughty broodmare?!”

SLAP!

“AH! I am~!! Pull my mane stud~!” Rainbow cried out.

“Heh, guy sure is committed,” Lock chuckled.

“Dimitri, please hurry, I really want you~,” Antoinette huffed as she licked his neck.

Lock was able to oblige her request as he finally made it to her room. He opened the doors and set the Queen down and locked the door. As soon as he turned to face the Queen, she had already taken off her dress and was only wearing her lacy white bra and panties. Her hourglass figure showed nicely for him and she was breathing quite heavily now.

“Antoinette, are you already in heat?” Lock guessed.

“Not exactly.” She said while holding up an empty vial.

“Ah, I see,” Lock nodded. He then approached the mare as she attempted to jump on him but he stopped her.

“Easy now, I haven’t forgotten that this is your first time. Let’s just take it slow.”

Despite her body’s protests, she nodded and allowed him to undress himself. He set his suit aside until he was only wearing his boxers. The Queen simply couldn’t help but gawk at Lock’s muscular form as she ran her hands along his pectorals and abdominals.

“Your body is…so divine~,” she sighed.

“Thanks, I always make sure to keep in shape,” Lock said. He reached around her and paused as he was about to unclip her bra.

“May I?”

“Um yes but…” she shied away.

“It...unclips from the front.”

“Ah, my apologies,” Lock said as he brought his hands back around and grabbed the straps in between her breasts. He released the latch and the bra fell off her shoulders and her breasts bounced free. Antoinette blushed like mad as her breasts were freed, but Lock smiled as he cupped her right breast and made her head turn to him.

“They’re beautiful, just like you.”

“D-Dimitri…” she whispered as they began to roll around the bed.

“I-mmm~ actually wanted to pose for you in this.” The queen huffed as her neck was kissed.

“Pose for me?” Lock whispered as his kisses trailed down to her breasts.

“Queen Chrysalis said that it was the best way to excite men~.”

“I see,” Lock said as he paused his kissing and looked into her eyes.

“Antoinette, you don’t need to do anything special like that for me. This night is about you, and you alone is enough for me.”

“Well umm I’d still like to know your tastes.” She blushed looking embarrassed.

“Okay, I guess you could say I’ve always been a fan of getting a tit fuck,” Lock admitted.

“W-what’s that?” Antoinette asked. Lock then whispered into her ear and her face turned red with shock.

“Do Wulfric’s wives do that?!?” She shrieked.

“Yep, come here and I’ll show you,” Lock said as they switched positions. Lock rolled onto his back as Antoinette kneeled between his legs. The man grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down to reveal his hard member and Antoinette shuttered at the aroma it produced.

“Just do as I told you, and take it slow.”

The queen gulped as she gently placed it between her breasts and began rubbing it gently, much to her lovers delight.

“Like this?” She asked nervously.

“Yes…that’s it,” Lock sighed.

“Try licking the tip, it’ll stimulate me more.”

Antoinette nervously stuck out her tongue as her mouth neared the tip but was gently guided in by Lock. After the initial taste, she suddenly found herself unable to resist thanks to the musk and the effects of the potion.

“Mmm~” the queen purred while her lover rubbed her ears as she continued.

“You’re doing a great job, Antoinette,” Lock sighed.

Antoinette looked up at Lock and as if on instinct, she opened her maw and took in his shaft in her mouth and started to suck and bob her head up and down.

“Holy shit…” Lock groaned as she blew him.

Antoinette bobbed her head as her eyes never left Lock’s as she swirled her tongue around. Lock didn’t expect her to be this good for her first time, yet she was sucking on him as if she’d done this many times.

“I think that’s enough for now,” Lock said, making Antoinette pull his shaft out with an audible pop.

“Did…I do something wrong?” She wondered, her face went red and her eyes glazed.

“Not at all, you were amazing. I’m just going to return the favor.”

“What do you-eep!”

Lock spun around and he was on top of her again. He kissed her lips, then her neck, and down to her breasts until he reached her nipples. Each one was erect and very sensitive looking as Lock smirked and took her right nipple in his mouth and began to suckle.

“Ahh!! D-Dimitri~!” Antoinette cried before feeling his hand squeeze her rump.

“O-oh gods!!~”

Lock simply continued his ministrations as he ceased his suckling and trailed his kisses down her body more. He finally reached his target and saw a very wet blotch on the Queen’s panties.

“May I?” Lock asked as he grabbed the waistband of her undergarments.

“W-wait.” She panted before turning around to give him a good view of her hind quarters.

“Do you…like this?” She asked, swaying her tail for him.

“Oh, Antoinette~,” Lock purred.

“Chrysalis really did teach you well.”

Lock grabbed each cheek of her bubbly flank and gave them a soft squeeze. She gasped as he slowly pulled down her panties and tossed them aside. Her marehood was bare for him and leaking quite the amount of juices.

“Get ready, you’re gonna love this,” Lock said as he leaned in while sticking out his tongue.

“What are you doi-EEEK!!” Her fur stood on end as he lapped at her nethers and massaged her rump before turning her on her back to continue.

“Oh my goodness! Oh gods above! That feels heavenly!”

Lock smirked as he licked in deeper and wiggled his tongue around. He clasped both her flank’s cheeks again and squeezed them as he began licking more fervently.

Antoinette squealed and bit her lips as he continued to the point where she squeezed him between her legs and arched her back coming into a full orgasm.

“AAAAHHHH~!!!!”

Lock tasted her fluids on his tongue as he drank in every drop that splashed in his mouth. She tasted like sweet grapes, fresh from the vine. After about another minute of cumming, the Queen started to relax as she released Lock and he licked his lips.

“How did you like that?”

Her reply would be yanking him down to her level for a wet kiss as she panted at him with little hearts in her eyes.

“I…I think I’m ready.” She huffed, spreading her legs for him.

“Very well,” Lock said as he positioned himself and was about to enter her.

“Are you sure about this? Having my foal and all that? I don’t want you to think you’re forcing yourself to do this.”

“But I’m not.” She replied with bedroom eyes.

“You seduced me with your charms and I gave in~.”

“Can’t argue with that,” Lock chuckled.

“Alright, just breathe, this’ll hurt a bit.”

Antoinette nodded as Lock pressed into her pussy. She felt as tight as he imagined her to be, making her whimper as she held him close, until he felt a familiar thin barrier. Lock looked to Antoinette once more for confirmation, to which she nodded, and gave one quick thrust all the way to her womb.

The queen gasped as it felt like she was being torn apart but the pain quickly turned to a more pleasurable sensation as she began to feel his length inside her.

“Ah…ah~.”

“You’re so tight…!” Lock grunted as he slowly thrusted into her and leaned into her ear.

“And it feels so good~.”

He thrusts started to become a little faster, making Antoinette moan louder and louder. He watched her breasts sway with each thrust, allowing him to grab both mounds and grope them as he pinched her nipples.

“Nng! You brute~.” She winced as he continued.

The queen’s legs were high in the air along with Lock’s wings as his feathers began falling all over the bed. Both lovers switched positions as Antoinette was on top of Lock and began riding him. She leaned back on her hands with her legs spread out wide and rode him as Lock reached over to rub her clit with his thumb.

“Ahn! I feel like I’m flying!” Antoinette yelped.

“And you’re my beautiful angel,” Lock said.

Antoinette brought herself forward and mashed her lips with his as she continued to ride him. Their tongues wrestled with each other as Lock met her bouncing as he thrusted up into her. The lovers continued their actions, trying different positions, until Lock was on top of Antoinette as she wrapped her legs around him and he pounded away at her drenched pussy.

“Urf! I’m…I’m close!” Lock grunted, feeling a familiar build up in his groin.

“Dimitri I…I LOVE YOUUU!!” Antoinette screamed as she clinged to her lover after one last thrust filled her womb. Dimitri’s climax continued to fill her as they both stayed like that and Antoinette rubbed her lower belly, feeling his warm essence bless her with a gracious gift. Dimitri soon slowly pulled out of his lover, and looked down to see his seed pour out of her pussy. He collapsed on his back, breathing heavily and drenched in sweat as Antoinette rolled over and rested her head on his chest.

“That was…so magical,” Antoinette sighed as she nuzzled his chest and twirled her finger.

“Yeah,” Lock said with a smile.

“So, you love me huh?”

“Um yes.” She blushed.

“And I see why the others love you as well.” She then kissed him on the cheek and snuggled up once more.

“Dimitri, I hope you know I don’t plan to monopolize you. If you want…we can invite one of the other girls next time.”

“You’d do that?” Lock asked and she nodded.

“Well I appreciate it, but what brought this up?”

“I know your bond with them is strong and I’d hate to get in the way of that so…I don’t mind sharing and well…” she paused as her blush grew bright pink.

“You can…let Wulfric join too.” She yelped, covering her face.

“Huh, well I’m very happy you feel that way, Antoinette. But there’s something I wanna tell you too that I’ve come to realize just now.”

Lock uncovered her face and looked directly in her eyes.

“I think I love you too.”

Antoinette gasped as tears formed in her eyes.

“You mean it?”

“Antoinette, I always make it an obligation of mine to always tell the truth and nothing but the truth. Only very rarely will I lie, and it’ll only be for a just cause. So believe me when I say, I love you, Queen Antoinette, and I wanna make sure you’re as happy as can be before I must leave this world and return to my own.”

The queen pounced on Lock with a happy expression and held him in a kiss as tears rolled down her cheeks.

“I promise to tell our foal all about you!” She smiled.

“Whoever he or she grows up to be, I know they’re in good hands as long as you’re their mother,” Lock said genuinely.

The two drifted off to sleep, with the Queen clinging to Lock with a happy smile. Antoinette couldn’t be more happy with her choice to sire an heir. Though there were lingering regrets of her wishing he would stay, she pushed them deep in her mind since it was the right thing for her and him.

Outside the City

In a dark alleyway, two figures wearing hooded cloaks met with one handing a small sheet of paper to the other. The first mysterious figure could easily be described as Equestrian thanks to his muzzle sticking put from the hood and as he read the note a sinister grin appeared on his face.

“And you’re sure about this,” the stallion asked.

“Yes…I heard it from King Wulfric’s men myself. They go on a hunt in exactly a week’s time.”

“I see, I shall inform my guild and Lord Blueblood at once. At long last, we shall be free of those savages.”

“Yes…long live the king.”

End.