Game of Thrones: Equestria

A month has passed since the tragic death of Wulfric Warborn. The death of the King of the North racked everyone who supported him with grief and sadness, especially his own people. The Funeral was almost as heartbreaking for Equestria as his actual death as the King’s body was laid to rest with all the highest honors of viking custom. Wulfric’s family, the royals, and Lock all said their words of farewell which were filled with nothing but tears. Everyone did the best they could to move on but those from the North still struggled to accept that their king was gone. Now, according to Wulfirc’s last written words, Beorn and Apple Jewel would become his successors as rulers of the North and even though some were supportive of the idea, there were still others who had doubts they could pull it off. Out of respect for Dimitri, Antoinette has been tending to her own duties so that her lover may be by his herdmate’s side. Her pregnancy was also beginning to show as well since she now sported a slight pudge. Every time she looked down at her belly, she would smile and anticipate the day when she may hold her little bundle of joy in her arms

It was early in the morning and both Applejack and Rainbow Dash were sleeping on their backs since their protruding bellies had their infant foals still growing inside. Each of them soon awoke and noticed they were laying on someone. When they looked up, they saw their sleeping human lover, but not their husband beside them. They frowned as each mare pulled each of Lock’s wings over them and snuggled more into Lock’s chest.

“He’s…really gone, isn’t he?” Rainbow muttered.

“I know sugarcube…I still can’t believe it either.” Said Applejack while rubbing her belly.

Dimitri began to stir from his sleep and pulled each mare a little closer, making them smile for a moment and received pecks on both his cheeks as a wakeup call.

“Hey there, how’d you both sleep?” Dimitri said drowsily.

“Much better lately, since you’ve been with us,” Rainbow said as she nuzzled the crook of his neck.

“Thanks for being there for us, sugarcube,” Applejack said.

“I always keep my promises,” Lock said as they all stood up. As Dimitri sat up, the bangs of his hair fell in front of his face and almost touched his shoulders. Watching him blow his hair out of the way and try to push it back, made both mares giggle at his antics.

“Guess I forgot to cut it after all this time.”

“Well good thing the royal barber can help.” Said Rainbow as she helped him up.

“Me and AJ can handle things here, go see Antoinette.” She advised while grabbing a change of clothes.

“Very well, I’ll see you two at breakfast,” Lock said as he got changed and kissed both mares before he left. As he made his way down the halls, his hair kept getting his face which annoyed him mildly. He then spotted a shield maid on duty who had her hair tied up and figured he could ask.

“Excuse me, random question, you got some kind of hair tie on you?”

“Good grief! You look like a walking mop!” She exclaimed before putting his hair up for him.

“You’re the queen’s herdmate right? I heard about you.” She asked while tying his hair up in a ponytail.

“That so? What about?” Lock wondered.

“Oh not much. Mostly that you and the king would often compete on who the better lover was. Me and the other girls wanted a piece of that action.” She winked.

“Heh, that does sound like Wulfric, gods rest his soul,” Lock chuckled. When she finished, the back part of his hair was tied back as the sides of his bangs loosely hung on each side of his forehead.

“There we go! Now I can see your handsome face!” The doe chirped.

“Thanks, oh and by the way,” Lock said as he leaned in close to her face with a smirk.

“All you need to do…is ask~.”

The doe bit her lips with a smirk of her own as she bumped him away with her hip and returned to her post.

“Get permission from the queens and I’m all yours~.”

“I’ll remember it, see you later,” Lock winked as he walked away.

Eventually, Lock made it to Antoinette’s room where he saw Jacques talking to a few guards.

“Bonjour, Jacques, how are you this morning?”

“Ah. Bonjour Dimitri, you came at a most crucial time!” Jacques sighed with relief as he opened the doors for him.

“BLLEEEARRGH!!!”

“The queen is…not well.”

“Ah, that must be the morning sickness kicking in. Her daughter must be putting her through the ringer,” Lock sighed as he stepped in the room. The room looked a bit messy with clothes hanging around and the bed looked like someone had tossed and turned in a storm.

“Antoinette? You okay? It’s Dimitri.”

“C-coming love!” The queen stammered with what sounded like a toothbrush in her mouth. Antoinette came out of the bathroom looking somewhat frazzled as she laid herself back on the bed with her lover joining her.

“Mmm…our child is already a handful.” She groaned, rubbing her stomach.

“It just means she’s a fighter,” Lock joked.

“How’ve you been? Sorry I haven’t been spending enough time with you, especially since you’re pregnant and all.”

"No no it's fine. They needed you more than I did." The queen said while holding his hand and smiled.

“How are they doing?” She asked, feeling worried for the others.

“They’re…managing,” Lock sighed.

“Wulfric’s death seems to still have a bit of an affect on everyone. Even I’m still having a hard time believing he’s gone. I wish my soul wasn’t damaged and I was at full strength, may then I’d-”

Antoinette interrupted him by planting her lips on his and wrapped her arms around his neck. They held the kiss for a moment before they separated and she cupped his cheek with a loving smile.

“You are not to blame. I know it, they know it, and so did Wulfric. Don’t disgrace his memory by shaming yourself.”

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” Lock smiled as he hugged her.

“You can mention it a few more times,” Antoinette giggled. The Queen then noticed his new ponytail and she started playing with his hair.

“Like it? I’m trying out a new look,” Lock said.

“Mm not bad. Makes it easier to do this~” Antoinette grabbed him by his bangs and pulled him in for another kiss as they fell to the bed. Lock retaliated by kissing the ticklish spots on her neck before snuggling up with her and placing a hand on her belly.

“I was thinking, during this month, about a name for her,” Antoinette hummed.

“Oh? What did you have in mind?” Lock wondered.

“Well…I would like to make her after you.”

“Me? Not sure if Dimitri would fit well for a girl. But if you want, you can use Dimitra.”

Lock thought about it for a moment and a smile crept onto his face as he kissed her stomach.

“Dimitra it is.”

“So seeing as how she’ll have two warriors for aunts, we should teach her to fight.” Antoinette said, but Lock frowned.

“You know, I really wish I could see her do all kinds of things. Like seeing her first steps, hearing her first words, and kicking any boy’s ass for trying to score a date with her. But I had made a deal with my boss some time ago, and recently managed to convince him to tweak it. Once Applejack’s and Rainbow’s foals are born, and now when yours is born, I have to return to my world.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll tell her all about you.” Antoinette smiled with a kiss to the forehead. The couple then heard a particular sound coming from the courtyard. Lock stood up and looked out to see Beorn punching away at a training post with bloody fists as the other trainees looked on.

“Poor kid,” Lock sighed.

“You mind if I cut this short and go to him?”

“Not at all. He needs you now more than ever.”

Lock nodded and kissed Antoinette once more before stepping out to the window and jumping in the air. He glided down towards the courtyard where Beorn kept punching away and saw Apple Jewel, Imperius, Gummy, Top, Crysta, and surprisingly Azurys.

“Beorn, stop.” Imperius said but his friend ignored him.

“Come on, Sir Beorn, you’ll hurt yourself,” Top said.

“Hey kids,” Lock said as he approached them from behind.

“How long has he been at this?”

“Since sunrise.” Gumdrop said as she looked back with worry. Beorn’s face looked rough, there were black patches under his eyes and his hair was a complete mess showing he barely got any sleep.

“I see, hey Beorn!” Lock said as he walked up to the buck.

“Beorn…Beorn! Damnit…BEORN! STOP RIGHT NOW!”

“RRRAAGH!!” The last punch snapped the post in half as the prince finally fell to the grass, startling everyone.

“BEORN!!” Imperius rushed to his side and saw how badly his knuckles were damaged as he tried to help him up.

“GET OFF ME!” Beorn shouted, shoving him away.

“Alright, that’s it.” Lock huffed as he grabbed Beorn by the arm and shoved him on the other side of the open yard

“You are out of control, Beorn! Over training is one thing, but don’t you dare take out on your friends!”

“I have to get stronger!!” His voice cracked as the tears came.

“It’s my fault…he died because I ran!! It’s my fault-”

SLAP!

Everyone gasped when Lock raised his hand and slapped Beorn across his face. The buck stood there, flabbergasted at the action until Lock quickly leaned down and wrapped him in a tight hug.

“Don’t…you dare say something like that again,” Lock muttered as he held him close.

“He loved you, he loved you so much that your safety was all he cared about. He would’ve done it again if given a second chance and as many other chances given. Don’t punish yourself for what your father gave his life for, he gave his life for you. I’m not your father, but…I too love you as if you were my own son. So please, as your godfather, don’t continue to hurt yourself.”

At first, Beorn was quiet as he stared up towards the sky until finally breaking down and screaming his heart out while his godfather held him.

“That’s it, let it out.” Lock smiled as his godson continued to cry before finally settling down.

“Now let’s get those hands of yours fixed.” Said Azurys coming up with a first aid kit.

“I brought this just in case.”

“I’ll help,” Lock said as he ignited his hands and held Beorn’s. The young king’s hands slowly healed until there were only dry spots of blood on his knuckles.

“Are you okay, Beorn?” Crysta asked.

“Yeah…I’m fine,” Beorn sniffed.

“Thank you, uncle.”

“Of course,” Lock smiled as he stood back up.

“So Azurys, I’m surprised you stuck around and did not return to the mountain. Any particular reason why?”

“Well. Your godson here violated me on our first meeting so now he has to take responsibility.” She bluntly stated while wrapping Beorn's hands.

“I-I DID NO SUCH THING!!” The prince protested.

Lock then noticed a small curl of a smile on Azurys’ mouth. He then smirked and crossed his arms.

“You sure it’s not because you wanted to stay? Maybe because you, oh I don’t know, like Beorn now?” He teased.

“What?!? No of course not! I just want him to take responsibility for squeezing my chest!!” She argued, failing to notice the wag in her tail.

“Uh huh, sure,” Lock chuckled.

“Anyway boys, I want you three to go and get changed into just a pair of sweatpants.”

“What for?” Imperius asked.

“Cause starting today, I’m gonna whip you three into shape. Earthling Military style,” Lock said with a wicked grin.

“Pfft. I survived camp, I can survive whatever you throw at us.” Top Notch scoffed with confidence, unaware of the hell they were about to be put through.

“Keep it up boys!” Lock coached.

“M-My arms! They’re gonna fall off!” Top cried

“Must…not…give…IN!” Beorn grunted

Lock stood in front of his students as he and the rest of them were dressed in only sweatpants. Each of them stood in a position where their legs were spread out in a halfway squatting position and they were each carrying a large bucket of water in both hands. Their task was to hold their arms out while keeping the buckets in the air and not drop them until the timer ran out. Meanwhile, Lock had two large boulders balancing on his hands as he exercised with the boys. Their commotion was soon heard by Marshall and he decided to be the one to keep track of time as he held a stopwatch as almost an hour had passed.

“Dad! H-How much longer?!” Imperius cried.

“Just a few more minutes son, you're doing great.” Marshall said, giving a thumbs up.

“It’ll be easy you said! I can survive anything you throw at us you said! Way to go, loudmouth!!” Beorn shouted to Top Notch as he struggled to keep his arms up.

“Come on, ladies! If you can’t survive this, then what’s the point!” Lock smirked.

“How the Tartarus are you not struggling?!” Imperius demanded.

“You’ve got BOULDERS on your hands!”

“I’m just more seasoned than you, that’s why,” Lock shot back.

“Last minute! Nearly there, boys!” Marshall called out.

“…I can't take it!!” Top groaned as he finally dropped to the floor.

“And he's out!” Marshall shouted while marking his time.

“Thirty seconds! You boys pass this, then it's all you can eat pastries at mess hall!”

This only fueled their resolve as both boys grunted and shook in anguish. They both counted down the seconds until Marshall blew his whistle and they both collapsed.

“Time! Nice job boys!” Marshall said. Lock smiled as he dropped his boulders with a loud thud. He then walked over to the wheezing young males and placed a hand on his hip.

“Well done, and Top, since you didn’t make it for an hour, you owe me a few miles of running around the track.”

“B-but sir-!”

“THAT’S AN ORDER SOLDIER!!”

Top scrambled to his hooves and went jogging as Beorn and Imperius picked themselves up.

“You two as well, get going.”

“But we passed.” Imperius said.

“This is a team exercise so when one fails, you all fail. Now haul your asses to the track!!” Marshall ordered as they ran after Top.

“Ah, reminds me of when I was a greenhorn at boot camp,” Lock smiled, stretching his arms.

“Ain’t that the truth.” Marshall smirked before pulling out his flask.

“I thought you gave up drinking!” Lock said in disappointment.

“Relax, it’s cider. The good stuff.” Marshall winked before offering him a sip.

One of the squires handed Lock a towel and water flask before he and Marshall observed the rest of the recruits and discussed certain issues within the court.

“I heard the lords of the nobility have been giving Beorn a hard time lately,” Lock said as she took a swig of water and dumped some on the back of his neck.

“Probably to get Beorn to court their daughters for power and influence, not like that’ll ever happen anytime soon.”

“He’s not the only one. I heard my son is under fire for dating Gummy. Sweet girl, but all those rich assholes see is a commoner.”

“They’re just jealous that she actually acts normal instead of having an 8ft pole stuck up the back door,” Lock joked as he took another swig, only to pause at the sudden change in taste.

“What the-chocolate milk?”

“Say what?” Marshall raised a brow.

“My drink is chocolate milk. Taste it!”

The lord regent took a sip for himself to discover it was indeed chocolate milk and instantly knew who was behind it.

“Discord!”

As if on cue, the lord of Chaos popped up and was lounging on a pink cloud and munching on some cotton candy.

“Good day, gentlemen!” Discord chirped.

“How is your change of drink, Sir Dimitri?”

“Unwanted, never really had much of a sweet tooth.”

“How many times do I need to repeat myself? No-”

“No sweet beverages during training.” The lord of chaos yawned while taking a bite out of his cotton candy cloud.

“You really are no fun sometimes, you know that? And to think you let me be the entertainer and little Selene’s first birthday party!” He sobbed in dramatic fashion while Marshall rolled his eyes.”

“Whatever, Discord, be off with you! We have recruits to train.”

“Very well, I shall take my leave, arrivederci!”

He then disappeared in a puff of pink smoke and both men went back to training the recruits. A couple hours later, everyone had eventually gathered in the dining room for brunch. Marshall sat with his wives on one side of the table and Lock sat with his herdmates on the other. Soon the doors opened up to reveal the group of teens, including Hreidar who had joined them, and three of them looked completely exhausted as they plopped down.

“I see my training was a success,” Lock smirked, making Crysta, Apple Jewel, Azurys, and Selene giggle.

“There’s my little man!” Rainbow said proudly despite her son’s exhausted expression.

“You boys worked hard so as promised, all you can eat dessert!”

“Yaayyy…” the boys groaned as the chefs brought out their brunch.

As they ate, Lock noticed Selene hiding something behind her chair which made him arch a brow.

“What do ya have there, Selene?”

“Oh um…” she started to blush.

The young princess looked to her parents and they smiled as they nodded. She then stood up from her chair with the little box and walked over to Dimitri and held it up to him.

“I…made this for you,” Selene muttered shyly.

Lock took the box and opened it to reveal a small pound cake with a little heart drawn in frosting. His herdmates leaned in to see inside and all smiled knowingly at Selene.

“Aww that’s so sweet!” Applejack chirped, making her blush.

“Thank you Selene, I’ll savor every bite.” Lock smiled as she returned to her seat.

“Selene and Dimitri, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-” Imperius sang before Selene kicked his shin under the table.

“YEOWCH!”

“Serves you right.” Celestia stated while wiping her lips.

“Beorn hon, you okay?” You’re barely eating.” Said Applejack who noticed her son barely touched his plate.

“I can’t feel my arms.”

“Pfft, that’d be my fault,” Lock chuckled.

“I started giving him, Imperius, and Top Earthling Military training. They’ll be feeling this way for about another month until their bodies get used to my regiment.”

“A month?! I can barely lift my arms!” Top yelped.

“Get used to it.”

“You know, I never got to ask, Azurys, how come you were on Mt. Everhoof anyway?” Beorn asked, still rubbing his arms and making the wolf girl pause from her eating.

“I was…on a journey.” She said calmly while looking away.

“I kind of…ran away from home?”

This perked everyone’s interest as they all looked to Azurys.

“Young one, what do you mean ran away?” Luna asked.

“My dad; the chieftain. Kinda arranged for me to get married to someone older…and fatter so…I left.” She said sheepishly while scratching her cheek.

“So how come you found yourself on Mt. Everhoof and proclaimed yourself as protector of the flowers?” Beorn asked sarcastically.

“I was protecting them. Those flowers are so rare, barons and nobles pluck entire patches clean and sell them off for a small fortune. I couldn’t let that happen again.”

“Seems like a noble deed, but now I kinda feel guilty for sending Beorn and Hreidar to take the flowers,” Lock said with a guilty smile.

“Well at least these two didn’t ruin the flower patch and it was for a good cause.”

“You’ll be happy to know, our royal botanists are hoping to grow it here.” Celestia smiled warmly.

“That’s good to know,” Azurys said.

“But now I’m unsure what to do, I feel like I should go back to the mountain but my dad probably sent scouts to track me down.”

“You could always stay here,” Hreidar perked up from the corner of the table.

“I agree. With war brewing, there is no guarantee the roads are safe.” Said Marshall taking a bite from his plate.

“I guess I could crash here for a while,” the wolf girl shrugged.

“So long as I’m far away from that fat ass who promised this Blue-what’s his face my pack’s services in exchange for access to our diamond mines if he marries me.”

“Hold up…are you talking about Blueblood?” Lock asked, shocking the rest.

“Blueblood! That’s his name!”

The group paused their meals for a moment and went to a more secluded part of the room with Beorn to talk in private, away from the young ones.

“Beorn, did you know?”

“Of course not! She never said a word.”

“This could be a political nightmare.” Marshall scratched his chin, knowing the incident this would cause with Azurys’ pack as well as the diamond dog nation.

“Well we can’t send her away! The poor girl will be married off to a brute!” Celestia argued.

“I agree with Celestia,” Lock added.

“She probably has her own reasons for ditching her pack from this marriage, but Blueblood having a hand in it changes things. Besides, I think we can all agree that arranged relationships never end well.”

“Um are you guys done?” Selene asked.

“The food’s getting cold.”

“We’ll be right there, sweetie!” Luna called out.

“Alright look, why not just let her stay in the castle as we offered but not let her presence be known?” Lock offered.

“What the Diamond Dogs won’t know won’t hurt them, at least until we can figure out a way to properly assess the situation. In the meantime, I think she needs some kind of a chaperone just in case.”

All heads then turned to Beorn and he began to sweat nervously.

“Ohhh no. No no no no no!” The prince protested.

“Why not? She likes you.” Said Rainbow with a smirk.

“She thinks I’m a pervert!!”

“Then you’ll just have to prove to her that you’re not,” Lock said.

“At least you’re not like these three, who constantly go around telling every mare and doe in Equestria about our pillow talk. Can’t even go to the bathroom without some mare or doe looking at me like they wanna get in my pants.”

“Join the club,” Marshall chortled.

“Then we all agree. Beorn, look after her sugarcube.” Applejack winked as they returned to the table.

“What? But…I…OOOHHH!!!” Beorn grumbled as he sat back down.

“So what were you all talking about?” Azurys wondered.

“Oh nothing, just about Beorn’s huge crush on you,” Lock smirked, making her go red faced and Beorn begin to panic.

“T-THAT IS NOT TRUE!!” Beorn blurted out as his cheeks turned pink.

“My my, Beorn. You already have Crysta and you have your eyes set on another girl? You’re getting more like your father every day.” Marshall smirked as he sipped his coffee.

“Hmph! It’s not like I’m flattered or anything!” Azurys huffed, crossing her arms and turning away.

“Gods…kill me now!” Beorn groaned as he slammed his face on the table.

The group laughed and continued their brunch. As everyone was about to part ways to tend to their own duties, one of the elders walked in and bowed to Beorn.

“My king, I would like to request your presence. The other clan elders and I have something important to discuss with you in private.”

“Not another merchant dispute, is it?” The young king asked.

“Far from it, it is about that other matter you once came to us about. We have discussed it, and we are inclined to allow it since times are a tad desperate at the moment.”

“You mind if Apple Jewel and I tag along? Just for moral support,” Lock asked.

The elder looked to Beorn who gave an approving nod before following the elder to the meeting.

The elders of the four clans were the oldest and wisest members of the clans and had been Wulfric’s personal advisors during his reign. The group soon arrived at a small council chamber where the rest of the elders awaited them.

“Hail Beorn Warborn, son of Wulfric Warborn,” one elder said as they all bowed.

“You honor us with your presence, your majesty.”

“The honor is mine.” Beorn bowed in respect to the old ones.

“Now then, the reason why we have summoned you here is because we have something that might help aid you in your pursuit of strength. Keep in mind, it is something that was not easily agreed upon, let alone difficult to come by since your father had forbidden its use. But we feel as though it is necessary since now you and Princess Apple Jewel are to be in charge.”

“What is it?” Beorn asked when one of them presented him a red potion, seething with mist.

“I’m getting a bad vibe from whatever that stuff is,” Lock said warily as he eyed the potion.

“This elixir has been a well kept secret since before even your grandfather’s reign. It was created for the purpose of turning iron willed warriors into unstoppable beings of great strength. However, to those who are not as fortunate to be strong willed, it turns them into rampaging monsters of war. Which is why when Lord Wulfric came to power, he forbade the elixir from ever being used again and ordered the reserves to be destroyed. We, however, felt it was necessary to keep at least a single dose of it hidden away for safekeeping.”

Beorn cautiously took the potion from the elders and already began to feel uneasy just from looking at it.

“What will become of me?”

“If you drink this and prove to be worthy, you will gain power unimaginable. Your bones will be like iron, your muscles like steel, you will be untouched by plague or disease and not even the gravest of wounds could hurt you. Remember: there is no going back should you drink this.”

“Beorn!”

Beorn looked to Lock and Apple Jewel who had nervous expressions.

“Please think about this, if your father forbade its use there must be a good reason. Don’t risk your sense of reason over a 50/50 chance!”

“I agree, please don’t drink it!” Apple Jewel pleaded.

Although their concerns were well founded, Beorn felt himself drawn to the potion and looked to the elders for their guidance.

“Whatever your decision my king, we will support you.”

“Uncle, what if this is my chance to finally gain control of my crazed power and use it to its full extent?” Beorn asked.

“And risk becoming a more power crazed hulk?!” Lock shot back.

“Think about your family, how exactly would I explain to your mothers that you became a blood crazed monster beyond reason? You all already lost Wulfric and it would devastate them if they lost you too; it would destroy me as well. Please Beorn, there’s always another way, this is not it.”

Despite their objections, Beorn looked at the potion with only one thought in mind: Revenge.

“I’m sorry.”

“BROTHER NO!!”

All watched as he drank down every last drop with only a small bit of the elixir trickling down his mouth. Within moments, he began to feel a burning sensation throughout his body and collapsed to the floor roaring in pain.

"AAARGGH!! GGGYYYAAAAAAAAGHHH!!!"

“FUCK!!” Lock barked as he attempted to rush to Beorn but the elders stood in his way.

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY! CAN’T YOU FOOLS SEE HE’S IN PAIN?!”

“This is a test he must pass on his own!” Thorodd shouted back as Beorn continued to thrash around.

The pain was now flowing through the young king’s body was nothing short of maddening and unbearable. All he could see around him was red with only the sound of his heart rapidly beating in his ears. It felt like his heart, let alone his whole body, was on the verge of exploding as he clawed at his chest and his veins felt like they had liquid fire flowing through them.

“IF YOU DON’T MOVE, I WILL RIP YOU ALL APART LIMB FROM FUCKING LIMB!!” Lock roared as he summoned his swords and drew them both, ready to cut the elders down.

Without warning, Lock was suddenly pulled to the ground as he heard chanting coming from the elders and saw the ground lit up with magic runes.

“GET…OFF…ME!!!” Lock bellowed as he tried to stand from his knees.

“STOP!! STOP PLEASE!!” Apple Jewel cried, tears streaming down her face.

“BEORN!!!”

BOOM!!!

The room suddenly went quiet at the sound of Beorn's fist slamming the floor. As he stood up, the sweat from his body began to evaporate and his eyes were now turned to a bloody red instead of their natural magneta color.

“B...brother?” Apple Jewel stuttered at the sound of his breathing.

The elders stopped their chanting as Lock stood back up and backed up in front of Apple Jewel. He kept a firm grip on his swords as Beorn looked to his sister and godfather. Lock noticed that Beorn had grown about half a foot and his hair was much longer, almost to his shoulders. He then slowly walked towards them as Lock and Apple Jewel braced themselves.

“Beorn…?” Lock said as the young king stood before him, his new height reaching just under Lock’s chin.

“Talk to me, kid.”

“…I’m…tired…" Beorn spoke before collapsing on his godfather.

Lock dropped his swords as he fell into his chest and passed out. Lock saw that he was out like a light and looked to be sleeping peacefully. He sighed as he looked to the elders who were waiting patiently.

“Please…take the boy to his room,” Lock said quietly.

The elders happily obliged while Apple Jewel fell to her knees and cried after experiencing something so frightening. As the elders left with Beorn, Lock made his swords disappear as he knelt in front of his goddaughter and he wrapped her in his arms as she wept.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Lock said softly as he rocked back and forth.

“I’m here, I got you.”

“My brother…” She sobbed, clinging onto him.

“He’s okay,” Lock said.

“He’s…he’s still alive.”

The door then burst open to reveal Applejack and Rainbow Dash, along with a group of shield maids behind them.

“Lock?! What the buck was all that screaming?!” Rainbow demanded.

“Was that Beorn?! Where is he?!” Applejack added.

“I can explain,” Lock said as he picked up Apple Jewel and held her in his arms as she continued to cry.

“There’s something Beorn did…that nearly cost him his life.”

After a brief explanation it was clear that both mares, even some of the shield maids, were not happy in the slightest at the stunt Beorn pulled.

“How could he be so STUPID?!?” One of the maidens shouted in frustration.

“The elders disobeyed the late king’s orders! They could have killed him!!”

“This might be hard to believe, but I think Beorn wanted to do this himself,” Lock said.

“Lies! There’s no way king Beorn would blatantly risk his own life and sanity!”

“He had many opportunities to just put the elixir down and walk away, but in the end he drank it regardless. He’s either a brave idiot or a mad one.”

“What did I tell you? Stubborn like his dad!!” Rainbow exclaimed while rubbing her temples.

Lock exhaled again and noticed Apple Jewel had cried herself to sleep in his arms. He walked over to a shield maid and handed her to the doe.

“Can you please bring my goddaughter to her room? And make sure she’s undisturbed until she wakes up. I need to talk with her mothers for a moment.”

“I understand, sir.” She gave a warm smile as she took the princess as if she were her own and left the room with the others. Lock smiled and noticed his herdmates sitting in a couple chairs as a couple maids tried consoling them.

“Please try to relax, Lady Rainbow, the stress is not good for your unborn children,” one maiden said.

“You as well, Lady Applejack, just try and take it easy for your son,” the other doe said.

“How can we? Our son nearly killed himself!” Rainbow sobbed.

“His daddy wasn’t enough, then Lock almost died, now Beorn is risking his life? It’s like this family is cursed!” Applejack said sadly.

Both mares then looked to Lock as he could only stand there with a pitying smile. Rainbow then narrowed her eyes and stood up and stomped over to the door.

“I know what will make me feel better,” Rainbow said as she wiped her eyes and locked the door.

“Dash, what’re you-oof!”

Rainbow interrupted Lock as she pushed him in a chair and straddled him. She stared sternly into his eyes and frowned.

“I’m stressed, and you’re gonna make me feel better.”

“Uh…is this really the time for that? Especially since there’s a couple of maiden’s in the room?”

Rainbow would not listen and continued to strip until her chest was completely exposed before kissing Lock deeply with a lustful moan.

“Lock please…” she pleaded with a sad expression.

Lock looked to Applejack to see her already stripping out of her clothes as well, and surprisingly the other maidens joined her and also were naked.

“I don’t really have much of a choice here, do I?” Lock joked.

“Nnope.” Applejack replied as they moved him to the floor.

“To be honest…this was our surprise for you and Wulfric.” She confessed before pressing her right nipple into his mouth. Lock responded by suckling her nipple and tasted her milk. Meanwhile, the maidens sat down on both sides and took his hands to grope their breasts.

“Mmm, Lady Applejack, I know it’s a bit late, but may we have a go with your mate?” The doe on his right asked.

“Of course girls.” Rainbow replied before kissing each one right in front of him.

All four girls soon crawled down to his crotch as they pulled his pants down and exposed his member. While Applejack and Rainbow were no stranger to his dick, the doe’s were both completely captivated as they began to drool.

“Well go on, hon~,” Applejack cooed as she nudged one of the doe’s forward.

“Give it a taste.”

“Hurry, Luta, I wanna taste him too,” the other doe begged.

“D-Do not rush me, Thora…” Luta barely spoke.

After giving a wink to Applejack, Rainbow seized Luta by her hair and shoved her onto Lock’s member with a slight gag that caught her off guard.

“Come on girl. Where’s the warrior who took my husband’s pounding til sunrise~?” Rainbow teased as she revealed Luta as part of their herd.

“She’s…oh shit…part of the herd?” Lock groaned as the doe began sucking him off.

“Eeyup, her and Thora too,” Applejack winked.

“How did…ugh…that happen?”

“On our honeymoon, Wulfric gave these girls a night to remember~.” Purred Applejack as she spanked Thora before kissing her.

Luta began sucking him more until she slowly pulled out with an audible pop.

“Sweet Freya~,” Luta sighed.

“He tastes almost as good as Lord Wulfric.”

“My turn!” Thora chirped as she nudged forward and wrapped her generous bust around his member.

“I take pride in my chest while Luta is blessed with her bubbly ass.”

Lock could only groan in response as Rainbow stood up and hovered over his face.

“You look hungry, Lock, how about a snack?” Rainbow teased as she squatted down and sat on his face. Lock responded by poking his tongue in her marehood and wiggled it around as Thora upped her game by licking his tip each time she moved her breasts down.

“Mmm yeah~. Good boy~.” Rainbow hissed with pleasure.

“Now bite me~.”

Lock smirked as he angled his head to her inner thigh and opened his jaw. He then decided to surprise the mare by using his power to morph his teeth into fangs. Without warning, he clamped down on her thigh, but not enough to break the skin.

“AH~! Oooh Dimitri~”

“My lady?” Thora called out.

“Mmm hm hmm. Go ahead Thora, show him how you became part of the herd~.”

Thora nodded and stood on her knees and positioned her pussy right in front of his dick. She angled herself as she lowered her hips, taking in every inch of his shaft until the tip just pressed the entrance of her womb.

“Ooooh~.” Thora moaned as she began to bounce up and down in a steady rhythm.

“This is but one of our duties, Sir Lock. Ohh~. Our duties also extend to watching and protecting the little ones. Each of us took care of little Beorn and Apple Jewel.”

Lock could not respond since he was still eating his prismatic lover out and he reached up to clasp her flanks. Rainbow moaned as her tongue hung out as Lock repeated what he did with Antoinette and stretched his tongue to dig deeper within to find her G-spot, which he did and pressed his tongue against it.

“Ahhh buck yes~!” Rainbow cursed with her eyes rolling back as she came before finally getting off her human lover.

“I’m takin’ a break. Give Thora here a good bucking.~” she kissed his cheek and whispered.

“Nibbling her ears drives her nuts~.”

“You got it,” Lock said as he grabbed Thora and lifted her up. Thora yelped as she was pinned to the wall and Lock began thrusting into her with great force, earning loud shrieks of pleasure form the maiden. As instructed, Lock leaned his head up and used his fangs again to gently bite down on her right ear as he rutted her hard.

“AAAHH~!!” Thora shrieked before feeling him squeeze her breasts vigorously.

“Oh gods~!!”

“Hey Thora,” Lock whispered as he plowed her.

“Got an offer for you, and you’re welcome to decline, you want a foal?”

Thora gasped in astonishment and her cheeks went bright pink as they continued.

“A tempting offer, my lord, but-mmm-I must decline.” She huffed while he bucked his hips against her.

“I’m just happy with my…current situation~”

“Fair enough, I’m gonna end you now.”

Lock then doubled his efforts by spinning her around until she was turning away from him with her hands against the wall. Lock bucked into her, making her squeal more, until she felt a familiar tension arise.

“I’m close…” Lock muttered.

“ME TOO! CUM ALL OVER MY SLUTTY FACE! MARK ME AS YOURS!” Thora cried. Lock pounded her until she came and he pulled out and aimed his dick at her face. Lock grunted as burst after burst of his seed dripped on her breasts and face. Thora then couldn’t stay awake any longer as she fell backwards and passed out on the floor in a twitching mess.

“Whew! That felt good,” Lock sighed.

“Hey my lord~” Luta called out, making Lock turn to her sitting on a chair with her legs spread out.

“That offer I heard you tell Thora legit?”

“Might be, why, you interested?”

“Hmm maybe.~” she teased further by playing with herself.

“I’ve always wanted a baby of my own~.”

"Hold up!" Said Rainbow, sauntering over.

“You want his seed? Then you gotta beg for it~” in an aggressive manner, Rainbow shoved Luta to the floor and began to treat her roughly. Surprisingly, Luta was smiling and enjoying each sensation as her queen kissed her and pinned her down.

“Beg for it bitch~” the pegasus growled while rubbing her nethers.

“How badly do you want to have babies~?”

“I want it!” Luta huffed.

“Please, my lord Lock, breed me! Give me your foals! I Promise to raise them in your honor! Please fill me and mark me as yours! Make me a mother as I’ve always dreamed!”

“Can’t argue with a plea like that, huh Skittles?” Lock smirked.

“Mmm fine.” She grinned before smacking Luta’s rump.

“Now Luta always loves to play the Victim. Wulfric was very good at being the bad guy.”

“That right?” Lock hummed.

“Well then, my little slut,” he hissed, his attitude changing to a sadistic smile. “What to do with a naughty little doe like you~.”

“No…master please! Not another rutting!” Luta pleaded as she pretended to crawl away only to have Rainbow Dash pull her back.

“Knock her up babe~” she said biting her lips.

“Oh I plan to, you hear that, slut? You’re gonna be the mother of my foals,” Lock chuckled as he angled himself and thrusted into her sopping pussy.

“Nooo!!” Luta moaned while trying not to smile.

“Get…off me!! Ah~!!”

“Hah! The little slut doesn’t seem to get it! She needs to be punished. Skittles, be a dear and show her what happens when a slut talks back to her master,” Lock smiled wickedly as he rutted her.

Rainbow grinned as she raised her hand and began spanking her until her cheeks were red.

“Ah!! Mistress please!!”

“It only stops if you'll bare his foals~”

Slap after slap, Luta could feel her climax approaching as she leaned forward with her rump raised just enough for Lock to keep going.

“D-don't…stop…” she huffed as her face became flushed.

“Now darling,” Lock whispered as he leaned over her back to whisper in her ear.

“Tell me, how bad do you want my foals?”

Luta managed to get on all fours as the pleasure overtook her and she began panting with her tongue out.

“I want dozens of ‘em! I don't care if they’re a boy or a girl~!! Fill meee~!!!”

Lock smiled again as his thrusts became more fervent. Both mate’s climaxes neared the end as Lock bucked his hips once more as they both came. The human filled her fertile womb with as much spunk as he could offer as Luta cried out in pure bliss. As they calmed down, Luta rubbed her belly as if she were anticipating her apparent pregnancy as Lock pulled out. The doe smiled as she lost consciousness and Lock sat on the floor, catching his breath.

“Well…that was something,” Lock huffed.

“But something tells me it’s not over yet,” he said, eyeing Rainbow and Applejack.

“Take your pick hon.” The farm mare said while they showed him their breasts.

"Whose chest do you wanna sleep on~?"

“Hmm, I’ll take you on AJ,” Lock said as he approached her and loomed over her.

“I’ll be sure to be gentle so as to not disturb your foal.”

Applejack smiled as he snuggled into her bosom while Rainbow hugged him from behind and began nuzzling his back.

“Mmm just as beefy as Wulfric’s~”

Lock smiled as he aimed his shaft to gently enter the farm mare’s tail hole and he started his slow and steady thrusts.

Applejack closed her eyes and smiled while they held hands and Rainbow moved to the side to give her a kiss that seemed to excite their lover.

“Mmm ya like that sugarcube~?”

“Yeah, you two are so beautiful,” Lock said as he thrusted into his pregnant farm mare.

“It’s okay to be a little more rough, hon, I can take it~.”

Lock bucked his hips a little faster and became hypnotized by her bouncing breasts until Rainbow Dash pulled him into her chests with a warm smile.

“Don’t forget me stud~.”

“Don’t worry, I haven’t,” Lock chuckled as he brought one of her nipples in his mouth. He suckled as he continued to thrust into Applejack and soon their climaxes became apparent.

“I-I’m close hon!” Applejack moaned.

“Me too,” Lock said as he pulled out.

Applejack leaned up and began sucking on his shaft until he blew his load in her mouth. The farm mare happily drank his seed as she came and gave it one last suck with an audible pop.

“Mmm~yummy,” Applejack cooed before beginning to relax.

“Three down, one to go,” Lock smiled as Rainbow bit her lip.

“Quick question, how are you not flaccid yet?” Rainbow wondered.

“Most stallions don’t last this long, admittedly not even Wulfric.”

“Just a little thing about us humans, our reproductive organs allow us to last longer in bed than stallions or even stags. I got about one or two loads in me before I’m spent, and I saved it just for you.”

“Mmm then do it here~.” Rainbow said seductively as she turned around to wiggle her flank at him.

“In the flank, no being gentle.”

Lock nodded as he prodded her tail hole with his dick and penetrated her. His thrusts, as promised, were gentle as the lovers moaned with one another. Lock leaned forward as he continued to gently rut her flank and held her close.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“I always will.”

“Mmm love you too babe~.” She panted before feeling him push harder.

“Mmm yes~. Pound my flank harder!~”

“What about your foals?”

“It’ll be fine.” She leaned back to whisper.

“Just pound me like a jackhammer~”

“If you insist.”

Lock grabbed both her arms and began pounding her as if she wasn’t pregnant. The mare squealed with a wide smile as she was plowed by her human lover.

“I’m close! Where do you want it?!” Lock grunted.

"Mmm just keep it inside~!!" Rainbow screamed.

Both lovers cried out as they came and Lock filled her insides. As they calmed down, Lock pulled out and sat in a chair to catch his breath. Rainbow wobbled over to him and sat on his lap as she nuzzled the crook of his neck.

“Feel better?” Lock wondered as he wrapped a wing around her.

“Mmm yes.” She purred as they cuddled.

“We better pay the staff extra for this mess.” Applejack laughed as she got dressed.

“Oh hon. I know I asked you this before but…is my flank bigger?” She asked while giving him a good view.

“Honestly, it’s nice and round like an apple, just the way I like it,” Lock winked as he and Rainbow got up and began to dress as well.

“So even you think I’m round?” Applejack questioned when Lock remembered Wulfric’s answer.

“Round is good! Round is Foxy~!! You should feel flattered for being called that, most mares would kill to have a nice flank like yours.”

“Hmph. Got that right sugarcube.” She grinned smugly.

“Yo Thora! Luta! Wake up and get dressed! We got a young king to scold!” Lock ordered as he put his jacket back on.

Beorn laid in his bed completely groggy from the after effects of the elixir. All he could see were the blurred images of the doctors and nurses who were checking on him before finally coming to.

“Wh…where am I?” He called out, making everyone sigh with relief.

“Welcome back, king Beorn, how are you feeling?” The doctor asked as the nurses examined him.

“cough! My throat's a bit dry…”

“Here ya go dearie.” A nurse smiled, giving him a small glass of water.

“How long was I out?” Beorn wondered before downing the water..

“About a couple hours, you gave everyone a bit of a fright.”

“Oh no…if I’m here, then that means-!”

SLAM!

The door slammed open to reveal his mothers, Lock, and two shield maids. Each and every one of them looking beyond pissed at the now nervous buck.

“Uh…h-hey everyone…”

Rainbow was the first to storm over to her son and Beorn was sure he was going to get slapped but instead found himself wrapped in her arms as she squeezed him tight.

“Don’t you EVER pull a stunt like that again!! EVER!!” Rainbow lectured while looking at him directly in the eyes.

“If I lost you…I don't know what I'd do…”

“I’m...I’m sorry mom.” Was all Beorn could say as he hugged her again.

sniff sniff

“Ugh, mom, no offense, but you kinda smell.”

“Hush and let your mother hug you.” Rainbow said sternly while the others smirked.

“So I guess that elixir did the trick,” Lock said as he approached Beorn’s bedside after he and his mother separated.

“Now I get to test out what the elders said it would do.”

Lock raised his hand and slapped Beorn in the back of his head.

“That’s for scaring the shit out of me and your sister.”

“OWWW!! Uncle, that hurts!”

“Serves you right little mister!” Applejack lectured.

“Your sister cried herself to sleep because of your little stunt. As soon as the doctors give you the all clear, you march right up to her and apologize!!”

“Yes ma…” Beorn sighed before getting two kisses to his forehead from both mothers.

“We’re still glad you’re okay,” Rainbow smiled.

“Me too, sugarcube,” Applejack said.

“Oh, by the way,” Lock smiled as he walked over to Luta and Thora and wrapped his arms around them.

“Starting today, Luta and Thora are your new aunts. They officially, or at least I had just heard, joined our family today.”

“Which means we’ll be watching you 24/7, little bear-bear.” Luta chirped as Beorn turned pink.

“AUNTIE?!? You promised not to call me that!!”

“Pfft, bear-bear?” Lock chortled, glancing at Luta.

“Yes. It was his nickname as a baby and he had these cute bear pajamas!”

“Gods smite me!” Beorn yelped.

Everyone laughed as Beorn groaned in embarrassment.

“So you two okay with having me as a mate?” Lock asked the two doe’s.

“Well of course. We were King Wulfric’s bodyguards and nanny’s for a reason," Thora said proudly.

“Yeah! And I can’t wait to see if you granted me my dream of being a mother,” Luta said, kissing his cheek and rubbing her belly.

“Well guess what, you’ll be happy to know that I work fast,” Lock said with a smile.

Before she could react, a messenger came running into the room. By his appearance, he was a guard stationed at some far off outpost but his armor was scorched and dented while his body was covered in soot and other injuries.

“Forgive me majesties but I bring urgent news! We’re about to lose the western outpost!!”

“What?!” Everyone shouted.

“That outpost is a key stronghold! If we lose it, the enemy will gain the advantage of the western border! A large army of enemy soldiers are about to storm the fort!”

“Shit…better get ready,” Lock said as he stepped back from the group. He snapped his fingers and his body was enveloped in flames. When they were snuffed out, Lock stood completely decked out in strange armor with pistols strapped to his sides and chest along with his swords clipped to his belt. On his back was a double bladed spear as he stood at attention in front of everyone.

“Get this man some medical attention now!” The doctor ordered as the nurses began removing his armor.

“Forgive me my ladies. We failed…”

“When did this happen to you?” Lock asked while handing the nurse some bandages.

“About a week ago. It all happened so fast…” the soldier said.

“My squad I were coming back from visiting a nearby town when we were ambushed. I managed to get away, but the others didn’t make it. The town is filled with civilians and that fort is the strongest one along the western border! If it falls, the enemy will be able to storm in through the mainland and soon take the other border forts! It must not fall, you have to get there before they arrive at the fort and the town!”

Everyone wasted no time to gather themselves and gather in the main council room with the rest of the royals. As soon as this information was given to the council, the nobles were already at each other’s throats trying to decide the best course of action.

“We should evacuate the village!!”

“No time! We can send reinforcements!!”

“That would take even longer!”

It came to the point where neither side could speak without being cut off, not even Marshall could calm them down.

“ENOUGH!!!”

SLAM!! CRACK!!

A loud, booming voice startled the entire room followed by the sound of a fist breaking the table as some of the nobles’ wine glasses spilled over from the impact. All turned to Beorn as he stood up slowly from his seat to address the council.

“While we sit here, the enemy is marching on our doorstep! If you old guys can't decide on what to do then I will!!” He shouted before turning to Celestia.

“Princess. Let me lead an expeditionary force to the border, we can delay the enemy for as long as possible while you send troops.”

“You would hold them off on your own? That’s on the verge of suicide!” Celestia said.

“Maybe, but what other choice do we have? Those people are gonna die if we don’t save them!” Lock sided with Beorn.

“My lord, there is something else you should know,” a Viking soldier said as he reached into his pocket.

“It seems the bastard prince has put a bounty on your head.”

“He did what?!” Rainbow spat.

“That right? How much?”

The soldier pulled out a scroll and read it aloud.

To whomever brings me the head of the crimson red winged demon, I shall reward them with a small fortune of 50,000,000 in gold and precious jewels.

Signed,

Emperor Blueblood.

“Only 50? Hah! Cheap ass, Dainn’s bounty on me is twice that.”

“Maybe…we can use that to our advantage.”

All heads turned to see Apple Jewel walk in but gave Beorn the cold shoulder as she walked passed him.

“Princess-err...Queen Apple Jewel.” One of the nobles spoke.

“What did you have in mind?” Asked Marshall while she looked over the map.

“If the enemy sees Lock in the open, they’re sure to go after him. While they have superior numbers, we have the terrain advantage.” Apple Jewel pointed to a small hill near the fortress.

“This slope is perfect for an ambush. If we time it right, our marksman can cut their number by half but they need to make sure every shot counts, we’ll even use grenades for good measure.”

“Who will go then?” Another council member asked when Antoinette raised her hand.

“I can give you twenty of my best musketeers. Their shots can find a weakness even in the toughest armor.”

“I’ll be bringing our best veterans with us as well.” Beorn said, surprising everyone.

“Forgive me, sire but you’d rather have old soldiers fight beside you than fresh, young troops?”

“I need men who have tasted true combat. Each of those men fought and bled by my father’s side during the war and they will gladly take this chance to avenge him.”

“Then we will send Lord Fancy Pants to join you.” Said Celestia.

“He may not look it but he is a capable field tactician. You will need him.”

“I won’t let you down, your majesties,” Fancy Pants bowed.

“You know, if the bandit army wants a reward for their services, why not just hand them the demon in exchange for sparring the fort?” A pompous noble asked.

“I agree, the demon does have a sizable bounty on his head.”

Beorn glared daggers at the nobles as he slowly stood up and grit his teeth in anger.

“Say that again, I dare you!” He hissed with rage in his voice as his eyes began to glow red. His mothers were able to calm him down but could not help staring back at them with hateful glares of their own.

“Don’t ever spout such disrespectful statements like that about our mate!” Antoinette spat.

“I also am displeased with your responses,” Celestia said with a stern gaze.

“Sir Lock has done more for Equestria than most of the noble council combined. To even think of throwing him to the bandits is out of the question.”

“But your majesty-”

“SILENCE!” Luna barked.

“You two are hereby dismissed from this meeting. Guards! Escort them out immediately!”

The guards saluted as they grabbed the nobles and dragged them out of the room.

“You’re all making a huge mistake! That demon is a monster and will kill us all!”

“He does not even deserve to stand in our presence! You should all be rid of him now while you can!”

“Hmph, pompous fuckers,” Lock scoffed.

“Well you don’t seem popular,” Thora teased, leaning into him.

“When am I ever?” Lock rolled his eyes.

“Well you are the godfather of the king, and you’re more sexy than any male we’ve come across~, besides King Wulfric,” Luta smirked, pressing her chest on his arm.

“You two are a couple of wild ones, you know that?”

As the room cleared out, Beorn took this opportunity to talk to his sister but could tell she was still upset about what transpired earlier.

“Sis?” He called out but she turned away from him.

“Come on, I’m sorry!”

“You almost died!” Apple Jewel spat, still facing away from him.

“You think I’ll forgive you after we just lost daddy?!”

“But I had to!”

“No you didn’t! You only thought about yourself!”

“No I didn’t!”

“Did so!”

“Did not!”

“DID SO!”

“DID NOT!”

“ALRIGHT, THAT’S ENOUGH!”

Before the siblings could react, Lock yanked both children by the backs of their shirts and hoisted them up in the air. He marched over to a random room, with his herdmates following, and opened the door with his wing. He then plopped them both on a chair and crossed his arms.

“There’ll be no banter between the two of you in my presence!” Lock lectured.

“But he started it, Uncle!” Apple Jewel accused, pointing to her brother.

“And now I’m gonna end it by forcing you two to talk it out, and that’s the end of that, young lady!”

“Moms, aunties, you can’t let him treat us like this! I’m a king for crying out loud!” Beorn complained.

“King or not, you’re still our little buck.” Said Applejack with her arms crossed.

“But I apologized!”

“And you’ll keep apologizing ‘til your sister accepts.” Rainbow replied in the same manner.

“Auntie Thora, Auntie Luta, you’re still on my side right? Tell Beorn he’s a horrible person!” Apple Jewel said.

“Oh now that is a bit harsh dear.” Thora replied looking shocked.

“You honestly can’t stay mad at your brother forever, can you?” Asked Luta.

“The brother who you took your naps with or rocked to sleep? The brother who always cuddled with you when you felt like it?”

“Am I to also assume these two used to bathe together?” Lock asked their mothers, making them smile reminiscently.

“Eeyup. Their daddy would always make sure they were scrubbed clean.” Applejack smiled.

“Getting them out was the tricky part.” Rainbow added while shaking her head.

“Thora, Luta, I recall Wulfric telling me about a doll Jewel lost but Beorn managed to find it, that true?”

Thora nodded as she recalled the memory.

“Poor girl lost it in the middle of a storm. Beorn went out to find it came back but he got a nasty cold in return.” Thora said.

“Poor little Jewel felt so bad, she helped nurse him back to health.” Luta added.

“And what was that famous line Wulfric always said to his little girl about her brother whenever he tucked her in?” Lock smiled.

“He said he’ll always be there to help brighten your future,” Applejack said.

The siblings smirked at one another for a bit until Jewel finally got up to give her brother a big hug that made everyone smile.

“You’re still a big jerk.”

“I know.”

Beorn ended up getting squeezed tighter as his sister loved to give him hugs ever since they were little and it quickly became unbearable.

“Okay. That’s enough sis.”

“Mmm!”

“Seriously, let go!!”

“Nnope. MMMMMMM!!!”

“Ack! Can’t breathe…can’t breathe!” Beorn yelped, flailing his arms.

“Mom! Help!”

“Let her have this sweetie, you owe her.”

Before Beorn’s face turned blue, Jewel finally released him as he gasped a big breath of air.

“Next time you do something like that, I’m squeezing you until you’re rendered in a wheelchair,” Apple Jewel warned passive aggressively with a smile.

“AJ, no offense, your kid kinda creeps me out,” Lock muttered.

“Watch it hon, or you’ll be sleeping in the pig pen.” Applejack warned before leaving the room to help prepare the troops.

Two Hours Later

The late afternoon sun was shining along the fields and plants, seemingly nothing wrong. That is until the sounds of heavy footsteps rumbled throughout the area and a massive army marched through. Each soldier was armed to the teeth and carried the banners of Blueblood as they made their way to the western border fort and neighboring town. Amongst their numbers were manned catapults and there were surprisingly some men riding giant reptiles known as Stone Lizards that came all the way from Saddle Arabia. As the troops neared a hill, a lone figure stood in their path as the wind blew against his armored coat. He wore a hood and faceless mask that hid his identity and the leader of the army raised his hand to bring the marching bandits to a halt.

“Afternoon, gentlemen,” the stranger spoke with his hands behind his back.

“Nice day, is it not?”

The captain noticed his large crimson red wings as he unrolled a scroll from his belt to check the wanted poster he brought with him and despite the different appearance, he knew he found his prize.

“You saved us the trouble of finding you! But I gotta wonder…why show yourself to us?” He asked when Lock threw him a gauntlet.

“That belongs to Beorn, son of Wulfric. Tomorrow, we fight you here. Prepare yourselves!”

The bandits laughed at the gesture while their captain picked up the gauntlet and fitted it to his hand.

“A nice fit. I’ll be sure to give the boy a good spanking after we trounce you all tomorrow!!”

The army then turned towards the nearest hill to break camp while Lock flew back to give his comrades the good news.

“He took the gauntlet,” Lock announced as he landed in front of Beorn and his top officers.

“They’re making camp near a hill about a few klicks from our position.”

“Good. Let’s go over the plan.” Said Fancy Pants as they went to the war tent.

“While these men have superior numbers, the terrain advantage is ours.”

“How do you figure?” One officer asked.

“This area is full of steep hills and slopes. Their armor will only slow them and make it easier for us to pick them off with our marksmen but before that happens, Sir Lock and a group of our best fighters must lure them in here at the bottom of this hill.”

“That’s a risky move. They could be overruned.”

“No they won’t,” Lock said as he pulled off his hood and took off his mask. He raised his fist and ignited it in flames.

“If any of them get close and try to outrun us, I’ll just blast them with my power.”

“Best you save that for a last resort.” Fancy advised.

“Do not under any circumstances use that power unless our troops are safe.”

“I will join the men.” Beorn said while tightening his fist.

“If this trap is to work, we need the right bait.”

“Present,” Lock raised his hand.

“But Uncle, you-”

“Have a ridiculously large bounty on my head that will make any bandit come running,” Lock stated.

The rain soon began to pour just as the last of the tents were pitched and the fortifications to the camp were built. Beorn returned to his tent and sat alone on his bed and pinched the bridge of his muzzle. He then heard a chirping sound from his pocket and pulled out his personal holo crystal and answered it. A projection of Crysta soon appeared and she smiled at her coltfriend.

“Hello Beorn, how goes the preparations?” Crysta said.

“We’re ready…” he sighed, not keeping eye contact.

“I don’t know if I can do this, Crysta.”

“Beorn, do you wish to know something I haven’t yet officially told you?”

“What’s that?”

“…I love you, from the bottom of my heart.”

Beorn’s heart skipped a beat as he smiled and nodded.

“I love you too, Crysta.”

“But do you know why I love you? It’s because you’re strong willed, you have a kind heart, you risked your life for your people, and you’re already acting like a king as your father did. This battle will be one of many you will be victorious in, I know it, they know if, your family knows it, and I know you know it as well. So don’t doubt yourself, be the proud king you know you can be.”

Beorn sighed at his love’s advice but still felt doubtful about the upcoming battle and decided to do something unexpected.

“If we win this, I’m marrying you.” He smiled.

Crysta gasped as Beorn reached into his other pocket and pulled out a small ring with a blue Diamond on a rose gold band.

“My uncle gave me the gem and the smiths made the band. Once this is over, this is going on your finger.”

“Oh Beorn, I can’t wait to be your wife!” Crysta cheered.

“Hey Beorn! You better come out of that alive or I’m kicking your ass!” Azurys snapped, putting herself in the projection.

“And it’s not because I’m worried about you or anything, you still need to pay me back for touching my chest!”

The couple shared a laugh as Crysta blew him a goodbye kiss and ended her transmission, leaving her new fiancè to rest for the upcoming battle.

The sun rose, shining its light on the dampened fields as both armies faced each other. One side was the bandits atop a steep hill while the other was Lock and a hundred veterans ready to fight and die to avenge Wulfric.

Beorn stood atop another hill with the rest of their troops, anxiously waiting for their chance to attack.

“Sir, when do we start?” An officer asked Lock.

“Beorn told me to fire a signal to commence,” Lock replied while opening and closing his hand.

“What kind of signal?”

Lock said nothing as he walked away and a bit of a distance from his troops. He looked up at the sun and breathed in deep as the rays shined down on him.

“Such a nice day…to burn my enemies to cinders.”

Lock shot his hand above his head and ignited his flames. The flames grew in his hand and ploomed in the air as all who bore witness to it were too stunned for words. Floating above Lock was a massive fireball as the heat made the area hard to breathe. Lock smiled devilishly behind his mask.

“ENTEI!!!”

On the opposite end of the field, the bandits shrunk back in fear at the power displayed before them. Only their leader was unfazed as he drew his sword and prepared to lead the attack.

“Bunch of nancy’s! CHAAARGE!!”

The first wave came storming down the hill as Lock’s men formed a tight shield wall, grinning in anticipation for the oncoming assault.

“BURN!!!” Lock bellowed as he threw the fireball at the enemy.

The attack came crashing down and exploded on impact, taking over half the first wave with it and burning any close by. The bandits all flailed around the field as they burned and Lock shot up in the air with his swords in his hand and put his spear in between his teeth as the bottom half of his mask opened up.

“Time for carnage,” Lock said as he flew back down into the swarming mele and spun around like a top.

“THREE SWORD STYLE: TORNADO BUSTER!!!”

As the defenders held their ground, Fancy signaled for the musketeers and archers to take their positions on the eastern slope of the field and the sound of gunfire and arrows could be heard everywhere.

The muddy ground made it nearly impossible for the enemy to stand as they sloshed around in their heavy armor while being picked off one by one. Lock noticed a second wave incoming and signaled for Beorn to lead a counter charge.

“ARCHERS! MARKSMAN! OPEN FIRE!!” Lock shouted.

“This is our chance.” Beorn grinned while drawing his sword.

“VENGEANCE FOR KING WULFRIIC!!”

Beorn’s troops came crashing into the second wave like an avalanche and the entire field was instantly turned into a mix of blood, water and mud. Soldiers on both sides thrashed each other around with some drowning their opponents in the mud while others were stomped to death. Lock and his soldiers and Beorn and his army were cutting down and firing upon any bandit they could kill. As Lock sliced two bandits in two, there were a few sudden explosions and many of the Vikings and Equestrian soldiers were blown away. Beorn turned to see a band of creatures he had not seen before, but they seemed familiar somehow. They were large dog-like beasts with horns on the side of their heads and massive hooves. From their maws were flames as they fired smaller fireballs at the allies.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Lock shouted.

“WHAT KIND OF SICK JOKE IS THIS?! WAR BEASTS?!”

“They must be leftovers from the war!” A veteran shouted before cutting down another bandit.

“Soldier!” Beorn shouted to one of his men.

“Get some marksmen on those beasts NOW!!”

The soldier nodded and blew his horn to signal the marksman. Prench soldiers then formed a line and aimed their rifles as their commanding officer, Jacques, raised his hand.

“FIRE!!”

KABLAM!!

In one swift volley, the beasts were shot down and the rest of the bandits began to break ranks, running back up hill covered in mud.

“RETREAT!! RETREAT THERE’S NO WINNING HERE!!”

“THE BATTLE IS LOST!! SAVE YOURSELVES!!”

“Hah! Look at them run!” A pegasus soldier laughed as he hovered in the air with Lock. Lock scanned the ground until he saw the enemy captain aim a crossbow at the soldier next to him.

“LOOK OUT!” Lock shouted as he flew over and shoved him out of the way.

SHUNK!

“ARGH!” Lock cried as he looked to see a crossbow bolt stuck in his wing. The man plummeted to the ground and hit the dirt as Beorn watched in horror.

“UNCLE!!” Beorn cried as he ran over. When he arrived where Lock landed, he saw him grunting in pain as the bolt stuck itself in his right wing.

“Ugh! Fuck that hurts! In the damn wing?!” Lock spat as he held his arm.

The enemy captain who shot the bolt suddenly appeared out of nowhere and loaded another shot before kicking him into the mud.

“Oh this is too easy.” He grinned taking aim before suddenly getting tackled by Beorn.

“RRG!! Little brat! I’m gonna...GASP!!” The captain looked up to see Beorn’s eyes glowing a bloody red as if he were a demon before he felt the young king’s fist pummel him into the mud.

“Die! DIE!!” Beorn roared before drowning him in the mud as he thrashed around, trying to push him off.

“Don’t!”

WHACK!

“YOU DARE!”

WHACK!

“HURT!”

WHAM!

“MY FAMILY!!”

SLAM!!

The last thing anyone heard was the sound of gurgling as the bandit’s leader finally stopped moving and Beorn was able to catch his breath. All looked to the young king with proud smiles and some even saluted as they all stood up from the mud as best they could. Lock managed to be picked up by Jacques as he clung his arm and trudged over to his godson. He pulled off his mask and hood as he stood by Beorn and put a hand on his shoulder. Beorn looked up at Lock to see him smiling as he helped him to his hooves. Lock then grabbed Beorn’s arm and raised it in the sky.

“ALL HAIL KING BEORN WARBORN! THE BEHEMOTH!!” Lock proclaimed.

“WAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!” The soldiers gave a mighty roar of victory before gathering their wounded and returning to camp to deliver news of their victory to Canterlot. As Beorn and Lock were being patched up in the war tent, Jacques used a holo crystal to call the royals as Celestia and her family, Beorn’s family, Antoinette, and Chrysalis, Crysta, and even Crafty appeared in a projection.

“Wow, you both look like hammered shit,” Crafty chortled.

“You should see the other guys.” Beorn joked as the last of the mud was cleaned from his fur.

“Are you alright sweetie?” Rainbow asked.

“I’m fine, took a few bruises, some cuts maybe, but nothing serious.”

“What about you, Dimitri, what happened to your wing?” Antoinette asked.

“Got shot out of the sky after saving a Pegasus soldier. I cracked a rib or two on impact and dislocated my arm, but I’ll live, I always do.”

“You all served your kingdom proudly.” Marshall stated.

“We’ll be coming over to have a feast in your honor at the fort. The townsfolk will be invited as well. It’s time they met the new king.”

“Looking forward to it, meanwhile this little behemoth and I are gonna go freshen up,” Lock said as he pulled Beorn in a headlock and gave him a noogie.

“AGH!! No uncle! No noogies!!” Beorn whined as the others laughed.

As the royals hung up, Beorn and Lock were escorted to the fort and both entered the washroom. There was a large bathtub filled with hot water as both of them stepped in and relaxed.

“Ah~, nothing like a hot bath to ease the nerves after a hard battle,” Lock sighed as he leaned back.

“This fort’s pretty cool, very roomy.”

“I’m glad it’s to your liking.” A female voice called out when they turned to see several mares and doe’s holding wash rags and a bucket of soap and shampoo. Lock grinned at the surprise bathroom service while Beorn quickly ducked under the water as they surrounded the tub.

“Uh what is all this?!?” The young buck asked while keeping the rest of his body underwater.

“Why we’re just here to scrub your back my lord.” A mare smiled as they gathered around the tub.

“Hell yeah, now this is paradise!” Lock smirked as he stood up, only to forget he was buck naked and caused every female to either blush like mad, bite their lip, or squeal in excitement.

“Oh…guess my towel accidentally fell off,” he shrugged.

“UNCLE COVER YOURSELF!!” Beorn shrieked before feeling two hands on his shoulders.

“Oh my, you’re so tense.” A doe smirked while giving them a rub.

“Hey Beorn!” Lock called out as he wrapped his towel back on and multiple mares and doe’s were scrubbing his arms, legs and wings.

“They know you’re already in a relationship, just sit back and relax. We just got done with a battle so you earned this kind of treatment. Hey sweetie, easy on the wing, it’s still tender from recovering.”

The young buck sat there nervously as he kept his eyes down while the bath maids took his arms and began scrubbing him like a toddler.

“Aw look! He’s blushing!”

“So cute. You must have dozens of girls going after you.”

“Mmmmblblblblb….” Beorn grumbled under the water.

“Kids these days, they can dish it out but can’t take the heat,” Lock rolled his eyes. He then felt something soft press against his back and looked over his shoulder to see a mare giving him bedroom eyes.

“Like my back, huh?”

“Mmm so beefy.~” she purred while rubbing against it.

“So how are you that cutie pie’s uncle? You don’t look related.”

“I agree,” a doe said as she gently washed his wing.

“You don’t look like a stag or stallion, yet you have these…gorgeous wings.”

“It’s a long story,” Lock shrugged as two doe’s began massaging his shoulders.

“For one, I’m human. Second, my wings are a part of my power. Thirdly, Wulfric made me the boy’s godfather, gods rest his soul. And lastly, he welcomed me in his marriage and herd, which is still kinda unbelievable to a degree. Considering the relationship is open.”

That last part seemed to perk every female’s ears as Lock soon realized what he let slip out.

“Oh boy…”

“Open huh~? That include your cute godson over there~?” A mare asked as Beorn began to panic.

“Aww what’s wrong cutie? Do we make you nervous?” Asked the doe massaging his shoulders before one of her friends decided to squeeze him into her chest.

“Oh you are just adorable!!”

“MMMF MMM!!!”

“Easy there, sweet cheeks, the boy’s already got a little lady who’s on her way here,” Lock said.

“Aw, well that’s a shame,” she said as she released him and went back to massaging his shoulders.

“You and your big mouth!” Beorn complained to his uncle.

“Pfft, not my fault you can’t handle a bunch of sexy girls washing you,” Lock scoffed playfully.

“Alright girls. That’s enough!” An older doe shouted with a stern look on her face.

“Let’s get these gentlemen cleaned and dressed, tonight’s a big night.”

“Awwww, but Granny Bera, can’t we please at least have a…private soak with this hunk?” A mare begged as she tugged Lock’s arm.

“Absolutely not, young lady. Now get them cleaned and dressed.”

Beorn sighed with relief as the girls backed off but noticed some of them purposely pretending to almost let their towels fall to give him a peek at their bodies but quickly ducked in the tub to let out a scream that seemed to make the water boil.

“Pfft, those girls sure are interesting,” Lock chuckled as he and Beorn left the bathroom with the elder doe.

“They’re too promiscuous, is the problem,” Bera huffed as she turned to the young king.

“Just what were you thinking, Beorn? Letting those hussies have their way with you like that! I remember when you were a toddler that you’d never let any girl get close to you!”

“Hold up, you two know each other?”

Beorn sighed as he gave the introductions.

“Granny Bera was mine and my sister’s nanny.”

“Honestly, Jewel is the more refined of you two while you grew up like your father, gods rest his soul,” Bera sighed.

“But Granny Bera-”

“No buts, young man,” Bera scolded, wagging her finger at the young king.

“Now you march yourself in the changing rooms and put on the clothes I set out for you.”

“Yes granny…” Beorn sulked in defeat as he walked off.

“Kids, what’re you gonna do?” Lock smirked.

“Don’t think you’re off the hook either, boy,” Bera eyed the man.

“Uh…excuse me? How?”

“I know who you are, the Queen’s herdmate? And now also my own daughters?”

“Daughters? Wait…you’re Thora and Luta’s mom?!”

“None other. And I refuse to allow such philanderous behavior in this family! You are becoming a bad influence on the boy!”

“Well I mean…” Lock scratched the back of his head.

“Come on, ma’am, it’s just a bunch of harmless flirting. What’s the worst that could come of that?”

“Try our newly appointed king siring several offspring before he’s wed!” She shouted with her arms crossed.

“Okay, okay, you got me there,” Lock raised his hands defensively.

“I won’t fool around,as you put it, anymore. I swear I’ll be loyal to those who have accepted me as their mate and vice versa. You have my word.”

Bera harrumphed and headed towards Beorn’s changing room to find him in regal attire befitting a northern king along with his fathers cloak. The sight alone warmed her old heart as she looked him over.

“Ohh you look so handsome my boy!”

“It…feels kinda weird.” He said while adjusting the cloak.

“Nonsense. Your father wore this kind of outfit when you were little.”

Beorn frowned as his father was brought up and looked to the floor. Bera noticed this and walked over to place her hands on his shoulders.

“He…he would be so very proud to see you wear this,” Bera smiled sadly.

“To see his little man all grown up.”

Beorn did his best to hold back his tears but Bera didn’t seem to mind and turned him around to wipe them away with a handkerchief.

“Smile my boy. This is a happy occasion.”

“Y-yes granny.” Beorn sniffed before Lock came bursting through the door.

“Are you shitting me?!”

Both turned to see Lock wearing an equally northern formal attire as he had a black cloak draped over him.

“Why do I gotta wear this pompous getup? Beorn’s the king here! Oh, and you look, good kid.”

“Wow, Uncle, you also look like a noble.”

“Oh please, like I’d ever wanna dress up like I’ve got an eight foot pole up my ass.”

“Language!” Bera scolded before flicking his forehead.

“What the-”

Lock was cut off when the old doe grabbed his ear and pulled him down to look him dead in the eye.

“I said. Language mister!”

“Um…y-yes ma’am,” Lock nodded as she smiled and patted his cheek.

“Good boy, now my daughters and the rest of the royals will be here soon. Go and mingle with the townsfolk until they do.”

The old doe left both men standing there as Lock leaned down to his godson.

“She’s kinda intense, to be honest.”

“Oh Uncle, you have no idea…”

By the time the sun was setting, the entire fort was filled with music and laughter. The soldiers and Beorn sat at the center of the courtyard as the guests of honor while the royals were placed atop a small stage with an elegant table setting and the townsfolk were seated around the rest of the courtyard as three bonfires were lit to begin the festivities.

Many nobles were in attendance to show their support while a few others simply came to show face so as not to lose favor with the royal family.

“Everyone, please raise your glasses.” Beorn called out as everything went quiet.

“Let us drink to those who gave their lives to defend this land. Hail the valiant dead!!”

“HAIL!!”

Everyone cheered and drank as the victory celebration continued. Beorn then saw his friends, Imperius, Selene, Top Notch, Gumdrop, and Crysta, standing off to the side and he decided to join them.

“Hey everyone,” Beorn waved.

“Hi Beorn! This party is great!” Gummy chirped as she stuffed her muzzle with cupcakes.

“Congratulations on your victory, Beorn, I’m sure Wulfric’s smiling proudly down on you,” Imperius said.

“Thanks Imperius.”

“My handsome king is always making such a great impression,” Crysta smiled as she leaned up to peck Beorn on the cheek, making him blush a little.

“Oh! I almost forgot!”

Crysta then walked over to the other side of a wall and began muttering to someone.

“Come on now, why are you hiding?”

“He’ll laugh at me!”

“No he won’t, he’ll like it.”

“You’re just saying that!”

“Crysta, who’re you talking to?” Beorn wondered.

Crysta rolled her eyes as she grabbed whoever she was talking to by the arm and pulled them out. It was revealed to be Azurys and she was wearing a pretty dark blue dress that reached down to her shins. She had even had her hair done up and it was styled in curls and it looked like she was wearing a bit of makeup. The Diamond dog girl was blushing and looking away from everyone and kept fidgeting in place.

“We managed to convince her to wear a dress and come along in celebration,” Crysta smiled.

Azurys glanced at Beorn who seemed to be in a bit of a trance and she looked away again bashfully.

“You don’t have to keep staring like that,” Azurys huffed.

“I know I look ridiculous.”

“Uhh...N-no! You look great!” Beorn blushed while Crysta grabbed his arm.

“Let’s dance.”

“Ohhh I love dancing!!” Gummy squealed before grabbing Imperius.

The friends joined the others on the dance floor with the band playing a festive tune. From the stage, Marshall and his wives smiled as they watched the children dance while clapping to the rhythm.

On another section of the courtyard, Lock and some of the soldiers began a drinking game with a few yak merchants who had recently arrived at the fort as they laughed with faces red hot from beer.

“So let me get this straight. You finish one mug of beer and smash a piece of wood?” Lock asked one of the yaks.

“Friend right! But if you can’t smash or stay standing while drunk-YOU LOSE!!” The yak let out a hearty laugh before chugging down another mug.

“Alright, let’s drink,” Lock said. He chugged a mug then smashed a piece of wood. The yak did the same until the ground was littered with broken pieces of wood and all three yaks were passed out and there was one left standing. Lock was a bit tipsy, since his tolerance was higher than normal, and the yak looked ready to fall over and black out.

“Okay…hic, my turn again,” Lock slurred a little. He then downed his mug and smashed another piece of wood and sat down.

“Your turn.”

His opponent chugged down one more mug before shambling towards the plank but started to see seven at once.

“Uhhhh….” He groaned while raising a fist.

“Oh. He looks ready to give out!” One of the men shouted.

“Uggghhh….”

“Oooooh?” The men shouted in unison as he started to sway.

BOOM!!

“OOOOOOH!!”

The yak fell to the ground like a rock and began to snore while the others laughed with raised mugs.

“Someone…hic, get that man some ice!” Lock chortled as he swayed back and forth in his chair.

“My goodness, Lock, you sure are an experienced drinker!” Marshall said as he and Crafty approached him.

“Joshua never could keep up with me,” Lock smiled drunkily.

“My liver is on a fuggn’ pedestal!”

“I think you’ve had enough.” Crafty said while taking the mug away. As the trio returned to the party, they noticed a huge crowd gathered around Crysta who was in shock as Beorn knelt in front of her with the small ring he had shown her before in his hand.

“Crysta. Will you do me the honor of being my queen?” He asked with a warm smile.

The changeling Princess was happy beyond words as happy tears streamed down her face.

“YES! OH BY THE GODS ABOVE, YES! I WILL MARRY YOU, BEORN WARBORN!” Crysta cheered as Beorn put the ring on her left finger.

“ATTA BOY, BEORN!” Lock called out.

The crowd cheered and whistled in celebration of the couples engagement.

“This calls for a celebration song!” Lock said as he walked over to the band and grabbed a microphone and guitar.

“Here’s to the newly happy engaged couple! 1, 2, 3!”

Lock plucked at his guitar and began to sing as the band played along with him. Beorn and Crysta were having a blast dancing together and soon the whole crowd got into the dancing. Imperius and Gummy soon joined the crowd and the prince was actually holding hands with Gummy as they danced together. Beorn noticed Azurys just bobbing her head to the music so he decided to grab her arm and have her dance with him and Crysta. She was hesitant at first, but soon got into it after some encouragement from Crysta. The royals all simply smiled at the display of their children happy and dancing as Lock and the band played their song. Soon it came to an end and the crowd cheered for their performance.

“Alright everyone, we’re gonna take things nice and slow. So grab your partner and dance under the moonlight,” Lock announced as he and the band started playing a slow song and he started to sing softly.

Beorn kissed his fiancé’s hand as they danced together more slowly. Both his mothers and sister smiled happily while they danced as well as Queen Chrysalis who sighed with relief that her daughter found true happiness but what came next surprised everyone. As the song came to an end, both lovers gazed at each other with a gentle expression and slowly kissed each other making the crowd cheer even louder than before.

Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Thora, Luta, and even Queen Chrysalis all smiled proudly at the new couple.

“Heh, guess everything turned out better than expected, huh ladies?” Thora said to the two mares and her sister watching the couple.

“Not really…” Rainbow grumbled after realizing she might end up related to Chrysalis who was smiling cheerfully at her daughter.

“Oh come on, Rainbow, look at how happy Beorn is. Can you honestly tell me you’re not at least a little happy he found love?” Applejak questioned.

“I mean, think about how happy you and I were when we fell in love with Wulfric.”

Rainbow’s memories drifted back to the days she’d spend with her husband and smiled looking at her son.

“I guess it’s not too bad.” She admitted while watching the two laugh together on the dance floor.

“Hmm perhaps I should prepare the Love Tent.” Chrysalis teased making both mares and doe’s blush.

“You know how young ones are these days.”

“Not so fast there, missy.” Luta scolded, grabbing Chrysalis’ shoulder.

“If this is gonna work between those two then we’re gonna let them go at their own pace. Which means no Love Tent or any of your advances, am I clear?”

“Oh come now Miss Luta. I’m just helping to move things along.” The changeling queen replied while fanning herself with a smirk.

“I see you ladies are enjoying yourselves?”

Bera walked up to the group of ladies and Thora and Luta smiled happily as they hugged their mother.

“Hi mom!” Luta chirped.

“Hello mother,” Thora said.

“It’s good to see you two, my little valkyries,” Bera said as she hugged her daughters.

“As well as you. And my queens, I trust you are both as well as you can be? Considering that rather interesting new mate of yours.”

“Oh trust me, we got him on a short leash.” Rainbow winked.

“My lady Applejack and Lady Rainbow Dash?” A servant stag bowed to the queens.

“Sir Lock has requested all royals and nobility to come to the fort’s council room. He said there is something of great importance that needs to be discussed.”

“Thank you, we’ll be there in a bit,” Rainbow said.

“Come on girls, let’s go see what this is about.”

As the party came to an end and the townsfolk were helping with the cleanup, along with any who weren’t too drunk to pitch in, the royals, barons, and nobility were all sitting in the fort’s council room. A large circular table sat in the room and each chair was filled with a pony or caribou aristocrat. Celestia sat with her family at the head of the table, Chrysalis sat with Crafty Dodger standing by her side, and Lock stood by Applejack and Rainbow with their children sitting by them. Beorn, however, was a little preoccupied since Crysta decided to seat herself on his lap and nuzzled his neck, which was a warm sight to see for the others. Antoinette sat by the Warborn family as Jacques stood by her side. She was whispering something to Jacques as she rubbed her slightly swollen belly, which made Jacques smile back at his Queen. At Celestia’s request, she had also allowed Gumdrop and Azurys to attend since they were close friends with Imperius and Beorn and could be trusted with what was to be discussed. To finish off the attendance of the meeting, Shining Armor and Cadence were contacted via holo crystal so they could hear and voice their opinion. After a brief silence, Lock cleared his throat and leaned on his elbows and hands and looked around the room with a serious expression.

“So I’m not gonna best around the bush here. When Blueblood hears of this, he’ll be very pissed.” Lock spoke up.

“The ones that managed to escape, no doubt they’ll report what happened. Especially the display of power Beorn showed off. Not to mention this fort and town, something tells me they’ll be back but with bigger numbers. Which makes all who live here a target amongst many. If it weren’t for us reacting in time, we would be in a very different situation. So the question is, how do we ensure that this fort does not fall under any circumstances?”

All were silent as they pondered on their next move when Beorn finally spoke.

“I for one am tired of this constant back and forth. It’s time we take the fight to them!” He slammed his hand to the table.

“I’ll begin raids along the border and take back everything they stole from us! That bastard will feel the full extent of my rage!!"

“King Beorn, does that mean you will be staying on the front lines?” A baron asked.

“Yes, I’ll use this fort as my main base. Which means after tonight, I won’t be returning to Canterlot with my family. It’s necessary and this war needs to end soon.”

“Well if Beorn is staying, then so am I,” Crysta said as she hugged Beorn close.

“Daughter, are you sure? It’s much safer in Canterlot,” Chrysalis said.

“No mother, we’re engaged now, I wanna stay by my fiancé’s side at all times.”

“Very well, then at least allow Crafty to stay behind to ensure your safety,” Chrysalis smiled and looked to the samurai.

“Can you keep my daughter safe and stay with her?”

“Of course, my lady,” Crafty bowed.

"I will stay as well." Azury's declared while leaning on the table.

“That reminds me,” Chrysalis said and snapped her fingers. Three changelings, wearing black robes and scarves around their faces, appeared from the shadows, they approached the Changeling Queen and bowed to their knees .

“Report, what have you found about the ex-Prench Princess Clover?”

“Clover?” Antoinette repeated.

“My queen. The target was last seen headed to her summer home with some rather questionable individuals.” One said while handing her some papers.

“We took the liberty of borrowing certain documents we found in her chambers.”

Chrysalis read the notes to discover they were negotiations with one of the Prench nobles supporting Blueblood. A promise of fresh supplies and mercs from Prance’s underground market.

"Why that little shrew."

“There’s more, she knows about the Prench Queen’s unborn foal. And…well,” one of them sounded nervous.

“What has she done?” Lock asked sternly.

“She…placed a bounty on the foal.”

“THE FUCK?!?” Lock roared.

“THAT FUCKING BITCH PUT A BOUNTY ON MY UNBORN DAUGHTER?!”

“Dimitri, calm yourself!” Luna shouted as he sat back down.

“It seems Princess Clover has chosen her side, Prance must prepare for civil war.”

“Great. A three way fight.” Marshall huffed as he was referring to the other enemy in the northern wastes of Equestria.

“Guess we need to push the expedition earlier than expected.”

“Expedition?” A noble asked.

“What expedition?” A baron wondered.

“We have discovered the whereabouts of an abandoned mine in the north. It is said to be filled with Valyrian ore,” Beorn announced.

The barons were stunned by this revelation and began talking amongst themselves.

“A whole mine of Valyrian?”

“That’s worth a king’s ransom and more!!”

“Imagine what we could make with all that!”

“However.” Beorn said, cutting them off.

“It’s near Frost Wyrm territory.”

This made all the barons shut up and have grim expressions. The mention of the mine was one thing, but it’s location was something else entirely.

“Pardon me, my king,” an elder spoke up.

“Even if we were to acquire the ore somehow, despite how dangerous of a mission it is, how would we even be able to forge it? As the legends say, the ore is near impossible to forge properly.”

“We have a way,” Lock said.

“It’s…a work in progress.”

Lock then noticed Imperius glancing at him which made him arch a brow.

“Something on your mind, kid?” He inquired.

“Oh, um well…” Imperius mumbled.

“It’s ok son, you can speak your mind.” Marshall said.

“Well…I was wondering, if maybe you found somepony yet?” Imperius asked.

“Found someone?” Lock repeats. “What do you mean?”

“Somepony…for that fruit thing.” Imperius said, making Lock and the royals’ eyes widen.

“No, absolutely not young man!” Celestia scolded.

“But mom I can help!”

“Your mother is right, that is too dangerous.” Said Marshall as the prince grew frustrated.

“Why not? If it means we can get and edge over Blueblood then why not let me take it?”

“Because the price for this power is too steep.” Lock warned before showing everyone his brand marks.

“Good gods, are those brands?”

“They look…sinister.”

“Is this how he is known as the crimson winged demon?”

“More importantly, what is this about a fruit?”

All the royals looked at each other when they realized Imperius had revealed a deep secret.

“Imperius, do you have any earthly idea what it is you’re asking of me?” Lock said in a calm yet cold tone.

“Of course I do. If Beorn can risk his life then why can’t I?”

“It’s not just about risking your life, Imperius, You’d end up like me, a damned soul doomed to end up in Hell on the day you take your last breath. My apprentice’s, back in my reality, all had their own personal reasons as to why they wanted to have power like I do.”

“And just who are your apprentices?” Imperius questioned.

Lock glanced at the royals, then to Beorn’s family, and sighed as he began to reveal who else had eaten the Devil’s fruit.

“Flash Sentry, he came to me after my world’s Shining Armor’s death and asked to give him the power to fight Dainn’s forces like I do. He also told me that he wanted to prove to be a worthy successor to the rank of Captain and honor Shining’s name. Zephyr Breeze, he approached me because he wanted to show his family he wasn’t a lost cause. He was hesitant at first, but when he heard about how Flash became a better stallion, he said it would be worth risking his life and soul to be a proud stallion who never gives up. Finally, Maud Pie, She…she wanted to join because she lost her father when Dainn’s forces trapped her family in the rock farm mines. Igneous Rock sacrificed himself to save his daughter Limestone and was crushed by a cave in. Maud fights to avenge her father and swore to not let any more of her family die.”

Any objections the prince had were silenced after hearing that revelation but it did not stop him from venting his frustrations as he slammed his fists on the table.

“Darn it! I feel so useless!!”

“Not true son. You’ve done plenty.” Marshall smiled proudly.

“Let’s not forget that it was you who saved the other cadets during that ambush in Everfree Forest. Many would be dead if you and Beorn did not act.”

“Your father is right.” Said Celestia.

“It’s just like the fairy tales I used to read to you. The heroes in those stories all accomplished great deeds before receiving a magical weapon or potion that made them invincible, they earned their power. One day you will have that kind of power too, just be patient.”

“Yes mother.” The prince sighed.

“Now then, back to the matter of the Valyrian mine,” Lock said as he rolled his sleeve back up.

“For this expedition, I nominate myself, Marshall, Shining, Sir Gregor, and any other able soldier. This trip will take roughly a couple weeks, so if there’s anyone else who wishes to join us, say so now.”

“I-I wanna come too!” Imperius spoke up once more, surprising his family and friends.

“Now that still might be a bit of a stretch, son,” Marshall said.

“Not to mention dangerous!” Celestia added sternly.

“Those Frost Wyrms will gobble you up as a snack!”

“I don’t care!” The young prince snapped.

“Please! Please let me help, I beg you! I don’t care if I have to carry luggage!”

“Hmm, why not?” Lock said, making his parents look to him like he had a second head.

“Dimitri you can’t be serious! My son is-”

“Young, impatient and eager to make you proud. Let him come, he’ll be fine.”

Celestia looked at her son and knew there was no stopping him. If he wanted, he could easily sneak aboard one of the ships and she wouldn't know about it.

“Very well.” She sighed before going over to give him a hug.

“Oh my sweet baby boy…I’ll miss you.”

"Mom I'm not moving out." The prince whined in annoyance as she smothered him.

“Under one condition,” Lock said with a finger raised.

“Gumdrop and Top Notch accompany him as their own little training group.”

“Really?” Both Gummy and Top said.

“Why not? You both are pretty close to Imperius. You train together, laugh together, and I’d even say you’ve improved Imperius’ self-esteem. Plus, this would be a great way to earn some merit to your statuses as soldiers.”

“A chance to travel to make a name for myself…” Top mumbled to himself, giddily.

“I would be honored to join!”

“Ooh, I get to travel with Impy? Yay! Count me in too!” Gummy chirped.

“Since when did you have a marefriend, Imperius?” Beorn asked, making the prince all flustered.

“She’s not my marefriend! We just train together!” Imperius defended.

“Yeah? Then how come I saw the two of you sitting together in the mess hall while Top was still training?” Lock questioned.

“It’s a mess hall! Everypony sits with everypony!” Imperius countered.

“Even if you’ve sat together every single day since you met?” Lock said.

“It’s not like that!” Imperius snapped with a blush.

“Aw, Impy, you’re so cute when you’re flustered,” Gummy giggled before surprising him and everyone by pecking him on the cheek.

The prince’s wings pomfed out as his face turned pink while Selene grinded her teeth in annoyance at how affectionate Gummy was being with her brother.

“Then it is settled, for now I would like to ask the nobles and barons to be excused so that we royals may speak in private,” Celestia announced.

The barons and nobles did as they were told and vacated the room. Gummy, Top, and Azurys also left but not before Gummy gave Imperius a wink before leaving, making the prince blush again. Once the room was quiet for a moment, until Lock stood up and slowly walked to the center.

“…Lucifer.”

In a puff of flames, the Devil appeared with a malicious smile within the shadow of his hood as Celestia and Luna nudged their children behind them.

“So…the time has finally come,” Lucifer said as Lock pulled out the fruit from his coat.

“Which of you fine specimens will partake of the fruit and become my newest champion?”

To everyone’s shock, Marshall stepped forward without hesitation and held out his hand to Lock.

“Dimitri? the fruit.”

“Dad?!” Imperius yelped.

“Husband no!” Luna pleaded.

“Marshall please, don’t do this!” Celestia begged.

“Marshall, you did hear all that I said to Imperius right?” Lock warned but Marshall kept his hand held out.

“I wasn’t kidding when I said you’d be forever damning your soul.”

“How intriguing,” Lucifer hummed.

“Don’t you dare give that accursed fruit to our husband, Dimitri!” Celestia warned. Her horn glowed, dispelling the illusion on hers and Luna’s stomach’s to reveal their slightly bloated bellies. Luna’s being more swollen than Celestia’s.

“He is to be a father again!”

“Celestia, I’m doing this for us.” Marshall argued as he took her by the hands.

“I refuse to let our children be born into another war. I want them to play, smile and laugh. I want them to only know about this horrible event in the history books.”

“But Marshall…your soul,” Celestia frowned as he cupped her cheek.

“Is a small price to pay, for the sake of our family,” Marshall smiled before he kissed her and turned to the Devil and Dimitri.

“The fruit please, Dimitri.”

“…If you insist,” Lock sighed as he handed the fruit to Marshall.

“Dad!” Imperius cried out as his mother held him back.

“It’s alright son…”

Chomp!

With one bite, Marshall began to eat the fruit, he expected it to taste bad but instead it was rather sweet like honeydew melon and swallowed it whole while everyone kept dead silent.

“Now what?” Marshall asks.

“Now…prepare for pain.” Lock sighed as he stepped back,

“Pain? What do yo-”

BA-BUMP!!

“GUH!”

Marshall buckled over and fell to his knees as an unbearable pain shot through his arms. He tore off his coat and watched as his fur and flesh began to burn and sear causing him to scream in utter agony.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHGGGRRRRHHHHH!!!”

“DAD!” Imperius shouted at his father.

“Daddy!” Selene cried.

Both Celestia and Luna held their children and looked away as their husband writhed in agony. The rest of the group could only watch in horror as Lock just stood there with a blank expression. They watched as the same tribal brands burned onto Marshall’s arms, from his wrists all the way up to his shoulders. His screams of pain continued for another unbearable minute until finally the brands were completely burned onto his flesh. The Lord Regent wheezed in pain as he trembled on his hands and knees and gazed at the brands that covered his arms. He then shakily looked up to see Lock’s hand stretched out to help him back to his hooves.

Marshall reached out to grab it but suddenly fell forward to find his left arm had turned to smoke.

“What the?” The lord regent gasped at the sight. While his arm was in fact gone he could still feel it and began waving the stream of smoke around before it finally rematerialized.

“This will take some getting used to…”

“Logia, of all the damn types it had to be Logia,” Lock groaned as Marshall helped himself up.

“Logia?” Marshall asked as his arm re-materialized.

“There are three different types of power when it comes to mine. Paramecia, Logia, and Zoan,” Lock explained, holding up three fingers.

“Paramecia grants the user powers other than animal transformation or elemental transformation; such powers alter features of the user’s body such as a rubber physique or a body of blades. Kinda like how I turn my feathers into blades and I can stretch my arms and legs like rubber. Zoan is the ability to transform into an animal, like I can as a wolf, as well as transform into a hybrid form of their own species and the species the fruit allows them to transform into. Though I haven’t transformed into a hybrid form, I’m willing to test it for future reference. Anyway, the last of the powers is Logia, which is what you have Marshall. It’s arguably the most powerful of the abilities. It allows the user to create, control, and transform their body into a natural element, such as ice, mud, smoke, fire, or even darkness. The elemental transformation effectively makes the user intangible, as well as allowing the user to remain in control of their body, even when it is broken into pieces. They also gain every ability related to that element, such as sand being able to absorb moisture or lightning being able to travel through conductive objects. Normally I’d be able to do the same with my flames, but due to my soul being tapped I’m unable to do so. But you can since your power is smoke related.”

“And to think, I never once smoked in my life.” The lord regent joked before getting squeezed by his children.

“Hey it’s alright now kids.” He smiled, stroking each of their heads.

“Alright Lucifer, I kept my end of the bargain. Marshall is now a Devil fruit user so you give us the knowledge to forge Valyrian,” Lock said.

“Of course, The Devil always sees through to a deal.” Lucifer said with a curt nod.

Without warning, Lucifer grabbed Lock’s head and his hand was engulfed in flames making him grunt in pain. All of a sudden a flurry of knowledge and forging skills flooded Lock’s mind and Lucifer retracted his hand leaving him with a splitting headache.

“Fuck, I hate it when you do that…” Lock groaned, rubbing his head.

“It worked though, didn’t it?” Lucifer asked.

“Ugh…yes, I now know how to properly forge Valyrian steel.” Lock sighed.

“Then the deal has been fulfilled. I wish you all good luck on your future endeavors. Ta ta!” Lucifer said and disappeared in a puff of flames.

“Man, who knew Valyrian steel would be this complex.” Lock said as he played out his newfound knowledge.

“Now all that’s left is the mine itself.”

“I sure hope the expedition isn’t as hard as you all make it sound to be,” Imperius gulped.

“Why, you worried about Gummy?” Marshall teased.

“N-No! I’m worried about eveypony!” Imperius defended.

“Jeez, you remind me of Moon in a way,” Lock chuckled, making him cover his mouth after realizing what he let slip out.

“…shit.”

“Hon. You got a lot of explaining to do.” Applejack said with her arms crossed.

“Indeed, who even is this Moon?” Antoinette questioned.

“Um…well, you all know how I mentioned I had another mare in my herd besides Twilight back in my world?”

“We remember, what of it?” Luna said.

“Well…long story short, the other mare is…Nightmare Moon,” Lock admitted sheepishly.

In that moment, all of the mares glared at lock with an icy stare that made him gulp nervously. It was going to be a long night.

“N-Now calm down, ladies,” Lock stammered as he backed away from the mares who began to stalk towards him.

“I can explain! Marshall! Back me up here!”

“Good luck my friend. Children, we should leave.”

“Yes daddy.” Selene said as they followed him out the door.

“I’m…in trouble, aren’t I?” Lock gulped as he pressed his back against a wall.

“Big time,” Rainbow sneered with a sick grin, cracking her knuckles.

Later

Beorn and Crysta were touring the fortress after saying goodbye to their friends and family. They came across the master bedroom with the fireplace lit and a bowl of fruit laid out for them.

“This seems cozy,” Crysta grinned as they sat down together. Beorn took his seat as Crysta sat on his lap. She nuzzled his neck as Beorn reached over and grabbed an apple and took a bite.

“So what are the odds my Uncle makes it out of that alive?” Beorn asked as he munched on his apple.

“I think he’ll be fine.” Crysta replied while continuing to nuzzle him.

“So what should we do now?” She asked, unaware her fiancè was looking down her dress.

“Hmm, well sitting here is nice, but I assume you might have something else in mind? Considering I can feel your eyes peeking down my chest,” Crysta accused, making Beorn chuckle sheepishly and blush.

“Eh heh. Sorry…” he apologized.

“I didn’t mind, it’s you who’s looking anyway,” Crysta smiled as she pecked his cheek.

Beorn smiled and pecked her on the lips. The peck then turned to them kissing each other as she slowly wrapped her arms around his neck. Beorn set his apple aside and hugged his fiancé close as their kiss deepened. Crysta then pulled back as her face flushed and she began breathing heavily.

“Um…Beorn? Do you…that is, you don’t have to. Since we’re not married yet, but…I,” Crysta tried to speak.

Beorn silenced her with another kiss and his hands quickly found their way to her flank and chest as her dress slowly began to slide off.

“You’re so beautiful.” He huffed before looking at her captivating figure. Crysta, similar to her mother, was a shapely little changeling. Thanks to her genes, her breasts were a perky C cup and her figure was almost hourglass-like. Her hips were slightly wide as she looked away from his gaze bashfully.

“It’s…the first time a boy is seeing me in just my undergarments,” Crysta admitted.

“Does my body look weird?”

“N-no…you’re more beautiful than I thought.” Beorn said while still keeping his gaze on her body.

“Can you undress too?”

Beorn nodded and stood up as she began to take off his clothes. Thanks to the elixir he drank, his muscles looked more broad and chiseled than they did before. His abdominals, pectorals, traps, and biceps bulged slightly whenever he moved his body. When he was only in his boxers, Crysta was already beside him and began running her hands along his torso.

“So rough…” she whispered as her fingers glided along his abdominals.

Beorn returned the favor by squeezing her flanks firmly, making her squeal and giggle.

“So soft~.” He said as they kissed again and moved to the bed.

“Um...Beorn?” Crysta called out.

“Before we start, can you, um…oh never mind!” She giggled, covering her cheeks.

“What? What is it?”

“Well…if it’s not too much trouble…” she bit her lip in anticipation.

“Can you…flex your arms for me?” She squealed, covering her cheeks.

Beorn smirked as he stood up from the bed and in front of his fiancée. He then raised his arms and curled them above his shoulders and flexed. His arms bulged along with his pecs and abs as Crysta began to drool. He then turned around and flexed his back, making his back ripple with muscle and glanced over his shoulder.

“Like what you see?” Beorn teased, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Eee!” She squealed, clapping her hands.

“Now it’s my turn.” Crysta seated her buck on the bed with bedroom eyes before stepping back to slowly reach for the clip of her bra. This made Beorn’s heart race as he watched her every move until hearing a distinct snap before Crysta tossed her underwear at him and hid her breasts under her arms. To tease the red faced buck further, she turned around and bent over to give him a full view of her flank. She reached over with one hand and slipped her finger under the waistband of her panties and wiggled her hips to slowly take them off.

“Like that, big boy~?” She cooed.

“Uhh huhh…” Beorn nodded as she turned around again, placing both hands on her hips to give him a full view of her chest.

“My mother said that these are a woman’s best weapons,” she said, stepping towards him with a sway in her step. She then raised her leg and straddled the buck as her breasts were right in front of his face. Her light green nipples were on displace as he gulped and looked up to his horny changeling future bride.

“Well go on, give them a feel. They’re all yours, my love.”

Without a second thought, Beorn began to massage and knead them like dough as she panted from the pleasure slowly building up inside her. Crysta would be even more aroused when she felt him suckling on her tit like a foal while squeezing her left breast.

“Mmm…oh!”

Crysta yelped when she felt something prod one of her flank’s cheeks and giggled.

“Is that a hidden dagger, or are you just happy to see me~?”

Before Beorn could respond, she inched her way down to her knees and in between his legs. His shaft was poking through his boxers as she pressed her muzzle on it and breathed in deep, making her shutter in anticipation. She grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down, exposing his fully erect member.

“So meaty~,” Crysta sighed as she gave his base a small kiss.

“Grrr Crysta…” he grunted before feeling her stroke him gently.

Her kisses trailed up as her hand fondled his balls and the other worked his shaft. She eventually made her way to the tip and gave Beorn one last wink before opening her maw. Beorn watched as his dick went past her lips and into her mouth and began lightly sucking him and bobbed her head.

“Buuuuuck meeeee,” Beorn groaned as she blew him.

Crysta hummed and purred as she tasted every inch of him while he stroked her head, encouraging her to keep going.

“Gods, you feel great.” He hissed in pleasure.

Crysta giggled as she slurped him up hungrily. At first she was a bit nervous giving him head, but she soon got into it once she was comfortable. Her head was in a daze and seemed to act on instinct and stepped up her game by taking a deep breath and shoving his whole mast down her throat until she’d reached the base of his cock.

Beorn panted heavily at the feeling of warmth now surrounding his length as Crysta continued to pleasure him. He began to feel a pressure building up and felt his entire body tense up as he instinctively held his lover down before his first load erupted down her throat. Crysta yelped as she felt his essence shoot into her stomach but happily gulped down every drop. Beorn grit his teeth as his climax continued until he began to calm down and released her head. Crysta slowly worked her way up his length until she popped it out and licked her lips seductively.

“Delicious~,” she sighed.

Beorn could not take it any longer and grabbed her shoulders and spun her around so she was on her back. He then positioned his face in front of her crotch and noticed it was quite damp and smelled sweet like freshly picked berries.

“You serviced me, my sweet little ladybug, now I’m gonna return the favor,” Beorn said sweetly as he took her panties off and her marehood was on display. Beorn then leaned in and stuck out his tongue and began giving her wet folds gentle licks.

“Mmm Beorn~.” Crysta purred while wriggling around with each lick he gave her. Beorn smirked at his efforts and began pondering what to do next. He then felt something that felt like a nub at the top of her pussy and got curious.

Hmm, I wonder what would happen if I did this? He wondered as he pressed the tip of his tongue on it, not knowing it was her clitoris.

“HAA~!!” Crysta shrieked.

“M-my love. That’s really sensitive!”

Sensitive, huh?

Beorn chuckled under his breath as he opened his jaw and clamped down on her whole marehood. He then thrusted his tongue to prod her clit while also slurping up her juices, making her writhe and squirm as she began shrieking in pure ecstasy.

“AAAHH!! N-no wait!!” Crysta pleaded as her legs clamped around his head in a vain attempt to stop his assault. This only made her lover bolder as he hoisted her up by her legs and licked her more vigorously.

“I-I can’t! I’m gonna-AAAAHHNN~!!”

Crysta’s eyes widened as she came in Beorn’s mouth. Her body convulsed and twitched as her own climax sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body and Beorn greedily drank down her juices. A moment later, she finally began to relax as Beorn set her legs back down and she panted heavily as Beorn licked his lips.

“You taste pretty good yourself,” Beorn smirked.

“Mmm you beast~.” She teased, throwing a small pillow at him before he pounced on her.

“Mmm a beast eh? Well I’m your beast.” He said lovingly as they shared a kiss. When they separated, they knew what was gonna happen next. They could hear each other’s hearts thumping in their chests as Beorn slowly positioned himself.

“Crysta, are you sure you want this?” Beorn asked genuinely.

“Yes my love. Make me yours.” Crysta smiled while reaching up for him. Beorn smiled as he took her hand and aimed his shaft. He prodded her marehood, making her flinch as he began penetrating her. Inch by inch, he entered her until he felt a thin barrier of some kind. With one last look of confirmation, to which Crysta nodded lovingly and nervously, the young King thrusted into her all at once, taking her virginity and giving her his own.

Both lovers yelped shortly after Beorn hilted himself inside Crysta who appeared to be crying while clawing at his back. They stayed still for a moment to gaze into each other’s eyes. Crysta’s eyes were jade green and seemed to shine with an inner light while Beorn’s glowed a slight red hue that seemed to hypnotize the changeling princess. Slowly, the young king began thrusting into his betrothed while staying locked in her gaze and smiled warmly while listening to her moans.

“Ah~, yes…please hold me,” Crysta moaned.

Beorn held his lover close as he thrusted gently. He didn’t want to hurt her, not now, he just wanted to be with her and share this passionate moment.

“Beorn…please, ah! please promise me, never leave me,” Crysta huffed in his ear.

“Mmm! I promise. I’ll always come back to you~” he panted before arching his back and making his lover gasp in surprise.

“I love you…” Crysta whimpered.

“I love you so much, please make love to me and claim me!”

“I love you too,” Beorn whispered.

“Now and, urf, forever.”

“You can go a little faster~.”

Beorn steadily picked up the pace and the bed slowly began to rattle as the young king gave it everything he had to please her.

“Ah! Yes! It feels so good!” Crysta squeaked.

“Buck me! Buck me Beorn!”

“But what about-”

“BUCK ME UNTIL I’M NUMB, YOU MAGNIFICENT BEAST!!”

Whether it was the heat of the moment or their rising lust for each other, Beorn soon found himself ramming Crysta with his full strength, making her screams echo through the fort.

“Ahhhh yes! Harder Beorn~!!”

Meanwhile, in a nearby guards room.

“Uh…should we be worried?” A guard said.

“Ah they’re fine. At least we don’t have to worry about the dishes falling…yet.”

“Dude, you’re not helping.”

Back in the bedroom, Crysta was now being pinned to the wall as Beorn thrusted into his future Queen.

“Who’s my precious little slut~?” Beorn growled.

“Ugh! Ahn! I am~!!” Crysta panted with joy as she felt his full strength.

“So you like it rough huh?” Beorn asked before spanking her.

“AH! Yes! I’ve been a bad mare! Spank me harder, master!” Crysta bleated.

Beorn proceeded to spank her until both cheeks were red. As they neared their limit, Beorn pushed Crysta onto the bed and prodded her entrance after pinning her head down to the mattress.

“In or out my cute ladybug?” He asked while poking at her.

“Mark me…” Crysta wheezed, spreading her cheeks apart.

“Paint…your seed…in my nethers. Mark me as yours…and yours alone. You’re my king, my lover…my precious future husband.”

“RrrrRRRG!!”

With all his might, Beorn hilted himself in Crysta and poured everything he had into her womb as she yelped with her eyes rolled back and her tongue sticking out of her mouth. As both their climaxes neared their end, Beorn pulled out slowly as he watched his seed pour out of her pussy. He was almost convinced that he had impregnated her, if she was in heat. Beorn then sluggishly crawled up to the pillows an collapsed, drenched in sweat as the room was filled with a thick odor of sex. Crysta crawled up beside him and wrapped his arms around his torso and snuggled into his chest.

“Rrrrg…slut.” Beorn grinned at his future queen.

“Beast.” She shot back with a smile and a kiss.

Both lovers passed out with smiles on their faces and entered the dream realm while a certain wolf girl perked into their room looking envious of the two lovers.

The fort was soon quiet and peaceful, for the most part. In another room in the fort, a certain human was on his knees, forcibly stripped down to his boxers, as three pissed off looking mares glared down at him with either their hands on their hips or crossed under their busts.

“So…in my defense,” Lock tried to say, glancing away from them.

“None of you ever really asked.”

“Well sugarcube.” Applejack said while grabbing a riding crop.

WHAPPACK!!

“Start talking.”

“Ugh…!” Lock grunted as his face stung.

“Look, it just sorta…happened, alright?”

“Happened?! How does you falling for Nightmare freaking Moon just happen?!” Rainbow demanded.

“I can tolerate most of your antics, love,” Antoinette sighed.

“But I must admit, this is something even I can’t look past.

“I was…captivated by her beauty?”

The last thing Lock felt was a cold chill run up his spine as all three mares moved for the kill.

“Okay, bad joke, bad joke!” Lock pleaded before everything went black.

“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

End.