Author's Note

To represent a foreign language, we'll be using these parentheses whenever some of the characters talk.

Pawn Takes Knight Part 1

“Lord Marshall, your highnesses, with all due respect, but I believe I can speak for the rest of the council that you have gone mad.”

It had only been a few days since the trial and all the excitement had relatively calmed down. Today was an important day for a number of reasons. Beorn and his fiancé’s were to return to the Front to continue the fight and keep the enemy forces at bay once more, Antoinette was to return to Prance to announce her pregnancy with Lock, Imperius, and Gummy and to address the growing concerns of her sister’s plotting, and, as promised, Marshall had called a meeting with the council to speak about his son’s engagement announcement; even Chrysalis was there to voice her own opinion. However, when Marshall had informed the nobility of the news, one could say that they were not impressed.

“Honestly, a mere peasant marrying a royal? It very much goes against our way of life! I dare say you would even have the nerve to allow your own daughter to date that demon!” A noble mare by the name of Gold Rush exclaimed.

“In all honesty, yes.” Marshall smirked, much to the council’s disapproval.

“She has done so much for my boy and forgive me my fellow council members but he has already taken her virtue.”

“HE WHAT?!?”

“That tramp seduced our prince?!”

“I was not aware YOU gave birth to him madam Gold Rush.” Celestia glared.

“Lady Luna, speak sense to your sister!” Gold Rush pleaded with the other nobles nodding in agreement.

“How can you allow Prince Imperius to lay with an outsider?! She does not even have the right to breathe the very air we do! And do not get me started on that horrid demon, what if he forced himself on Princess Selene?!”

“If he did, I would castrate him myself.” Luna replied calmly.

“But he has not done so. In fact, he had a chance to claim her during her heat but like a true gentleman he escorted her to her bedchambers to rest. Our secretary and honorary sister Raven witnessed this.”

“You nobles are all the same,” Chrysalis mocked behind her fan.

“You put yourselves on pedestals and think you own the world because of your name. Do you think you’re better than anypony you come across? You believe to be a group of pagan gods who can do as you please without a care for consequence? Pah! Wulfric was right about you, gods rest his soul, nothing but a bunch of entitled pricks.”

“Oh that’s rich coming from somepony like you, Chrysalis!” One noble spat.

“Tell me, how long will it be until you decide to seduce King Beorn?”

“How dare you!”

“ORDER!!” Marshall shouted as he slammed the gavel.

“This is a council, not a street fight!”

“All I’m saying is we just cannot accept the fact that a prince is to be wed to a commoner,” Gold Rush sighed.

“It is just unnatural, if anypony, Prince Imperius should be engaged to my daughter. She has excellent qualities and would be a perfect suitor for the boy! Besides, I recall reading about an old law that forbids commoners like that mare to wed royalty.”

“Which is WHY things must change.” Called the voice of Fancy Pants who was fixing his monocle.

“Need I remind everypony here that we were not simply born nobles. Gold Rush, you come from a family of miners and you lord Dapper, your family were simple cloth merchants and of course, I come from a long line of business ponies who have succeeded in many diplomatic relations. So I really see no harm in letting a simple mare like Gumdrop Pie marry the prince.”

Marshall nodded in agreement along with a few other members.

“And need I remind you all her mother is the Element of Laughter?”

“Oh please, her and her silly little friends are a bunch of overserved wannabes who think they’re special because of some dumb prophecy,” Glold Rush rolled her eyes.

SLAM!!

Gold Rush yelped as Celestia glared daggers at her after she slammed her fist through the table.

“Um, dear? Your mood swings,” Marshall tried to warn but she would not listen.

“That prophecy…was written by my hand.” Celestia hissed angrily.

“I foresaw that Nightmare Moon would return but because I lost the power of the Elements, I trusted that fate would find the new wielders. So tell me Gold Rush, still think it’s a silly prophecy?”

“Y-Your majesty, I meant no disrespect-”

“SILENCE!!”

Celestia stood up as she fanned open her wings. Her horn lit up as an old and slightly tattered scroll appeared and hovered in her hand.

“This precious law you cling to is the one that is silly, you nobles were the ones who made me write it when I was still alone! So to prove that your so-called privilege is meaningless when it comes to one loving another, I hereby abolish it!”

With a snap of her fingers, the scroll was set aflame as it quickly disintegrated into dust, much to Gold Rush’s horror.

“What have you done?!”

“Something I should’ve done centuries ago.”

“Well just in case. All in favor of my son’s marriage?” Marshall asked with more than half the council raising their hands.

“All opposed?” He called again with only Gold Rush and a few others.

“Motion is carried, council adjourned.”

With a slam of the gavel, the council room dispersed and Celestia could breathe a sigh of relief, especially when her husband gently hugged her from behind.

“If you weren’t pregnant, I’d let you have it right now~.” He purred seductively while rubbing her belly.

“Well that was all nice and exciting, but I must now make my leave,” Chrysalis said as she stood up.

“Thank you for being here to support us, Chrysalis,” Luna said.

“Of course, we fellow royals must stick together,” Chrysalis winked as she left.

As Marshall and his wives prepared for the big announcement, Chrysalis had returned to her chambers to relax before tending her royal duties. The maids undressed her as she slipped into a loose fitting robe and sat down on a chair. She used her magic to levitate a book, a bottle of wine, and a glass to her seat. As she read and sipped her drink, she paused and stood up before placing her book and glass to the side. From behind the curtain in the window, an older changeling appeared and stepped towards the Queen. The two stared at each other for a moment, until they closed the distance with an embrace and loving kiss.

“You kept your Queen waiting, Crafty,” Chrysalis purred.

“I was busy, my dearest.” Crafty replied while wrapping his arms around her. They kissed again and Chrysalis leaned her head on his chest.

“So is Crysta going back with Beorn?” She asked, looking worried.

“Indeed, she’s come to love that boy to death it seems,” Crafty nodded.

“I can feel her love even from all the way up here.”

“Me as well,” Chrysalis smiled as she looked up at Crafty and noticed he was frowning.

“What’s wrong, my handsome samurai?”

“Chrysalis, how long must we wait?” Crafty asked.

“She deserves the right to know, about us, about…me.”

“We will tell her, together. But first, let her have her happiness.” Chrysalis smiled as she pulled him to the bed.

“Make love to me. That is an order from your queen~.”

“As you wish, my dominatrix.”

Crafty smiled as he disrobed her and saw a small necklace with what looked like a glowing shard and recognized it all too well.

“…I miss them.” He looked at the shard with a sad expression as the queen cupped his cheeks.

“I know my love. I know.” Chrysalis spoke gently before closing the bed curtains and locking the door with her magic.

“No.”

“Uncle, please?”

“I said no!”

“Just once?!”

“Why?!”

“Because we both got cool weapons!”

“What’s that got to do with anything?!”

“Everything!”

In the courtyard, Beorn, Imperius, and Top, who was checked out of the hospital wing, were doing their usual training routine. Although, Imperius and Top were waiting on the sidelines as Beorn argued with his godfather.

“Beorn, you know the rules, no outside weaponry during practice! Besides, you’re going back to the Front anyway, just wait to bash someone’s skull in!” Lock lectured.

“Uhh what’s going on?” Imperius whispered to Top Notch as they argued.

“Beorn wants to spar with Sir Dimitri so he can learn to summon that lightning from our duel but it seems our teacher is abstinent about it.”

“Beorn, the fact that you used the lightning during your fight was impressive, a little uncalled for, but impressive. However, you don’t need me to help channel the power I infused in it.”

“But I haven’t been able to bring it out since my fight with Top! It’s like it’s got a mind of it’s own or something!”

“Unlikely, since it’s just a hammer.”

“Please Uncle? I promise I won’t bug you again if you help me with this!”

Dimitri glanced at Beorn as he looked up at him pleadingly and sighed heavily as he dragged his hand down his face.

“Give a kid a new toy, and he’ll never shut up about it…” Lock mumbled to himself. He snapped his fingers as his new swords appeared in a puff of flames.

“Fine, but only for a little bit, okay?” He said, unsheathing the swords.

“Great!” Beorn chirped as he brought out his hammer with an eager grin.

“This will not end well.” Imperius deadpanned as he watched Beorn charge head on before being flipped over

“OOF!! Uuugh…any lightning?”

“No but I’m pretty sure you’re seeing stars.” Lock smirked as he got up again. The same thing happened over and over, all the way until noon when Starswirl came onto the scene.

“My my, what do we have here?”

“Oh hey Starswirl. Beorns trying to get used to his new hammer.” Imperius smiled at the old sage before Beorn was thrown back again.

“Ah magic weapons. That takes me back.”

“Damn it! Why won't it come out?!” Beorn huffed.

“Maybe you’re forcing it?” Top wondered.

“Or maybe you and I need to fight again?” Beorn suggested, making Top hide behind Imperius.

“Ugh! Stupid lighting! Just come out!”

“Don’t call me stupid, brat!”

Everyone stopped at the sudden deep shrill voice coming from nowhere. They looked around for the voice when suddenly Beorn’s hammer started to shine bright and the sound of a lightning bolt filled the area. When the lift dimmed, all went wide eyed at what stood before Beorn. A large lion, with grey fur and a dark grey mane that looked like thunder clouds, and deep blue eyes stood in front of Beorn with a slight glare. Beorn was too shocked for words as the lion circled him.

“Honestly, why did you have to be my master? I would prefer it if my creator wielded me like those swords of his,” the lion spoke.

“I…uh...I…”

“Use more words please.” The creature rolled his eyes at the young king.

“I’m talking…to a smoking grey cat?”

“NNNO!! EHHHH! WRONG!! I am a LION not a cat, there’s a difference. Cats are cuter.”

“Ahh an avatar. Been a while since I’ve seen one of those.” Starswirl said in astonishment as he stroked his beard.

“So the old one knows what I am, how original,” the lion rolled his eyes again.

“Holy shit! How in the hell did you come to be?!” Lock asked.

“Why are you asking me, creator? You should ask the old one, or your swords.”

“My swords?” Lock wondered, looking at the blades in his hands.

“Are you two just gonna stay like that or are you gonna come out?” The lion questioned.

“…fine,” the red sword said.

“Yay!” The blue sword cheered.

In a flash, the swords left Lock’s hands and materialized in front of him. Standing in front of the man were two women, one covered in flames and the other in ice. The red woman had fiery orange skin and long hair that reached below her back. Her attire made her look like she wore a bikini themed armor that had tassels hanging from the sides. Her eyes were ruby red and sprouting from the sides of her head were long horns that had little embers on the tips.

The next woman wore a beautiful blue dress and also had long white hair that reached her lower back. Her eyes were ice blue and she had dark blue horns on the side of her head. Behind her was a thin, dark blue tail with a pointed tip as both women hovered in the air.

“…I think I hit my head too hard.” Beorn said before the flame spirit hovered in front of him.

“Oh no little one, we are very real.” She said while flying around Lock.

“You can thank him for that.”

“Yeah!” The ice spirit chirped as she flew over and hugged Lock’s arm.

“Our precious creator and master is the best!”

“Not to mention…very handsome.” The flame spirit giggled as she leaned in on his other side.

“Woah woah woah!” Lock said, backing away from them.

“You two are my swords?” They nodded. “That means you’re Hell’s Flare and you’re Hell’s Frost?”

“Yes.”

“That’s us!”

“How is this possible?” Lock wondered, making Starswirl clear his throat.

“Avatars are usually a physical manifestation of one’s magic. A companion if you will. Seems when you made the swords and hammer, these beings were given life and they are based off of one's personality.”

“So I got the lion because…?”Beorn inquired while pointing to the lion now sleeping behind him.

“Avatars come in all shapes and sizes, though I am curious as to the form Sir Dimitri’s swords came in,” Starswirl hummed.

“Kinda weird my swords turned into demon girls,” Lock said as Flare and Frost smiled at him.

“Do you not like the forms we’ve taken, master?” Frost asked, tilting her head.

“I thought he would enjoy seeing us as beautiful women with the right assets,” Flare said, cupping her breasts.

“Ahh now I see.” Starswirl smirked.

“They’re nymphs. Flirty creatures who often play pranks on men.”

“Oh! Now that we have forms, there’s something I wanna try!” Frost said. She then hovered up close to Lock and pecked him on the cheek.

“Eh hehehe, that’s for giving us life!”

“Uh…” Lock murmured, placing a hand on his cheek.

“HEY!!” A raspy voice shouted when all turned to see Rainbow Dash and Tarra.

“HANDS OFF OUR MAN!!” Tarra growled as Frost hid behind Lock.

“Hold it!” Lock snapped with his hand raised, halting their tracks as Frost peeked out from behind Lock.

“Ladies, it’s not what you think. These two are my swords, Hell’s Flare and Hell’s Frost. They’re merely nymphs, harmless.”

“Master! Those mean ladies wanna hurt me!” Frost pointed at Rainbow and Tarra. Flare flew in between them and glared at the pegasus and Frost wyrm.

“You messing with my sister?” Flare hissed as embers flickered off her body.

“I’ll mess ya both up if ya don't get outta my face!” Rainbow threatened while cracking her knuckles.

“Master, shall I burn these two to cinders?” Flare said with a manic grin.

“STOP!” Lock shouted.

“STAND!” He said pointing in front of him. The girls immediately lined up and stood straight.

“Now then, once again, Flare and Frost are my swords taken form. Frost simply pecked me on the cheek for being cute, alright?” Frost giggled a little as he continued. “No one’s gonna fight anyone, no one’s trying to flirt with me, it’s all just a big misunderstanding, are we clear?”

Rainbow shot daggers at both nymphs who stuck their tongues out at her.

“Mmm, fine.” The pegasus pouted before seeing the large lion near her son.

“Beorn, where did you get that cat?”

“Well uhh…”

“That’s his hammer,” Lock said.

“His hammer?” Rainbow repeated. The lion opened an eye and peeked at Rainbow.

“Who’s the loud one?” He lazily said.

“Hey!”

“That’s my mother! Geeze!” Beorn complained.

“Look, you’re my hammer which means you gotta do what I say. So as your master, I order you to stand up and tell me how to cast lightning while wielding you.”

The lion yawned wide as he turned over to take a nap while giving a vague hint.

“Just do what ya did last time kid.”

“Oh VERY helpful…” Beorn scowled at the lazy feline before it turned back into a hammer.

“Master, would you like us to stay out here with you?” Flare asked, batting her eyelashes.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Flare,” Lock said, glancing at Rainbow and Tarra who were glaring at him.

“No! I wanna stay with master!” Frost complained, throwing her arms over his shoulders.

“He’s my master! And I love him!”

“Say what?!” Lock said.

“Well he’s our MATE so hand him over!” Tarra shouted as they began a tug of war with his arms.

While the four females argued, Beorn tried to focus on his hammer and tried to summon the lightning once more.

“Come on…” he whispered to himself, becoming more frustrated as the noise grew louder.

“Let him go!”

“No you let him go!!”

The young king looked back to see his family arguing and grew more frustrated, unaware that the runes were starting to surge with electricity as Top Notch and Imperius froze up.

“Uh Top? Should we take cover?” The prince asked as the lightning grew more intense.

“HIT THE DECK!” Top shouted to the rest of the cadets as they all fell to the ground and covered their heads.

“Rrrg! WILL YOU ALL BE QUIET?!?”

KAPOOWW!!

Just like that, Beorn summoned a lightning bolt that struck the courtyard and the fighting stopped instantly as everyone looked at the smoking crater he created. Lock stood there with all four females on him as Rainbow was tugging at his left arm, Tarra had his wings, Flare was hovering in the air as she pressed her chest on the back of Lock’s head, and Frost was holding and tugging on his right hand like a child.

“Well, well, well,” the lion said as he turned back to his avatar form. He stood in front of the young king with a smirk.

“To think, I pegged you as a novice. But to be able to pull off something like that. Gotta say, even I’m impressed.”

“So rage is the key.” Starswirl said, looking impressed.

“Eh, more or less,” the lion shrugged.

“It honestly all depends on the kid’s mindset, kinda similar to how you felt when you fought what’s his face over there.”

“Excuse me?!?” Top yelped in offense as he dusted himself off.

“So uh, what do I call you?”

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but don’t you warrior types do the naming? Like how my creator who’s being smothered in boobs did with his swords?”

“I deny that!” Lock snapped, forcing himself free from their grip.

“Oh. Hmmm…” Beorn pondered a name fitting for his weapon and thought back to his duel. The hammer may have been heavy for any other warrior but in his hands it was swift and destructive like a thunderbolt and thus he chose the name.

“How does Thunderbolt sound?”

“Hmm, simple, straight to the point, and rolls off the tongue,” the lion pondered, tapping his chin with a claw.

“Sure, my name is Thunderbolt, my new master,” Thunderbolt said with a bow. Beorn smiled as the lion raised his head, then sniffed the air and his eyes narrowed.

“I smell a dog, like a big dog.”

When he looked to the source of the smell, he spotted Arya and her two pups before quickly turning back in a panic that seemed to surprise everyone.

“Are you okay?”

“Shh! I’m not here!!”

Arya approached the young king and leaned her head and sniffed him. She tilted her head as Beorn sighed and patted her head.

“Hey girl, how’s the pack?”

Arya simply leaned her head on his hand as the situation finally calmed down.

“Frost, Flare, time to change back.” Lock said sternly as he crossed his arms.

The nymphs pouted before changing back as Rainbow and Tarra seized both his arms.

“Thieving hussies.” Tarra grumbled.

“We heard that!” Flare snapped from her scabbard.

“I know!” Tarra shot back.

“Tarra, sweetie, be nice. They’re still my swords.”

As Tarra pouted, Sköl and Håti ran up to Beorn with tails wagging as he took turns petting them.

“Hey guys! You been good?” Beorn asked as they rolled over for tummy tickles.

“Aww!” A few of the female guards cooed while watching before Crysta showed up with Azurys.

“There you are! It’s almost time for us to leave.” Crysta scolded, already looking like a proper wife.

“Oh right, guess I better get my battle face ready,” Beorn smirked. The wolves looked sad that he was leaving again, which Lock noticed and sparked an idea.

“Hey Beorn, why don’t you take Arya and a few wolves from the pack with you? They’d be a good asset to have,” Lock suggested.

“Uhhh I don’t know.” Beorn scratched the back of his head when Arya snuggled up to him and whimpered while the pups begged with pleading eyes.

“Gah! Mah heart!” A guard yelped, clutching his chest.

“That’s too cute for words!”

“Mmmm…fine.”

The wolves jumped on Beorn and licked his face, causing him to laugh as he tried to push them off. Arya then backed up a few steps and raised her head to give off a loud howl. Soon about five wolves walked in, almost as big as Arya, and each looked as fierce and brave as the last.

“Holy shit, who’re these wolves?” Lock wondered as they each took turns to be petted by Beorn.

“The best dire wolves raised by my father, and each of them are the offspring of this guy.” Beorn grinned as he pointed to a large grey wolf with one eye.

“Meet Brutus; The father of the pack.”

Brutus gave Arya a gentle nuzzle while laying down to play with his pups despite his intimidating looks.

“Oh great! More dogs! Are you kidding me?! Had you forgotten I’m a freaking lion?! I don’t do dogs!!” Thunderbolt complained as he hung behind Beorn’s back.

“Wait. I thought Arya’s mate was killed.” Imperius said in confusion.

“He was but Brutus here stepped up and took the role of Papa Wolf. Ain’t that right boy?”

Brutus panted happily as his ears were scratched before Beorn gave a loud whistle and ordered the pack to head to the ship while he and his fiancé’s went to say goodbye to the rest of their friends.

“That reminds me, I gotta pick up Gumdrop from Ponyville later.” Imperius said before taking off.

“So Top, what’re you gonna do now that you’re better?” Asked Rainbow while leaning on Lock’s shoulder.

“Though my mother is against it, I’m afraid I must return to the front as well. I am a knight now, but I still got about a week or two before I’m deployed.”

“Well good on you kid, I’m sure you’ll do great,” Lock nodded.

“Thank you, Sir, now if you’ll all excuse me I must prepare for my date,” he said with a smile and left.

“Date? With who?” Tarra wondered as he rounded the next corner.

“Oh Lock. Can we head to Ponyville as well? I wanna pick up some baby clothes from Rarity.” Rainbow smiled while rubbing her belly.

“Sure. I wonder how the new parents are doing?”

Carousel Boutique

Rarity was finally recovered and fast asleep in her bed with a content smile. Though it took some time, she was able to regain her figure much to her husband’s delight as he began to feel her up and gently wake her.

“Mmm, morning Spikey Wikey~” she hummed as he squeezed her breasts and butt.

“Morning beautiful. Care for some exercise~?” Spike teased as he nuzzled between her breasts.

“Mm hm hmm yes~.”

The couple were just about ready to send each other's clothes flying when they heard a particular sound.

“Waaaaaahhh!”

“Oh dear, poor Cinder is at it again,” Rarity sighed.

“Think it’ll pass?” Spike asked, only to be met with more crying.

“Spikey?”

“I know, I’ll get her.”

They gave each other a quick peck as Spike went straight to the nursery to find little Cinder in her crib wailing up a storm.

“Hey there, my little gemstone.” The drake said gently as he cradled her.

“Wwaaaaaah!!”

“Oh oh shh sh. I know, I know. Come on, let's go.”

Despite her cries, Spike was the happiest dragon in all Equestria as he brought Cinder to Rarity.

“Look, look. There’s mommy.”

“Ohhh my little darling. Come here.” Rarity cooed as she took Cinder in her arms.

“Waaaaaahh!!”

“Here you go darling, fresh milk coming right up.”

Rarity exposed her left breast and allowed her little one to nurse as things finally calmed down.

“Hm. Look at her, our little treasure.” Spike smiled as he gently stroked the back of her head.

“She’s very precious,” Rarity said.

“And she’ll be quite beautiful as she gets older, what will we do when she discovers boys?”

“You worry too much Rarity. Let’s just enjoy this while we can, boys can come later."

Rarity giggled at her husband’s response as all three leaned against the headboard. The couple looked at their little daughter with content smiles as her ears flopped while she nursed.

“You know who’d really like to meet her? My old friend Garble, he once told me he loves babies and had even taken a side job as a babysitter. But he told me not to tell anyone since he thought it would make him sound lame,” Spike said.

“Oh? We’ll have to look him up.” Rarity replied before feeling a sharp pain in her nipple.

“OW!”

“What?”

“She’s getting your teeth darling.” Rarity pouted as her daughter burped and drifted off to sleep.

“Heh, that’s those dragon fangs alright,” Spike boasted.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure it’ll pass.”

Rarity smiled as they just laid there on the bed, enjoying each other’s company and gazing down at their snoozing little bundle of joy.

Canterlot Shopping District

With the departure of the Prench Queen and Beorn approaching, Imperius had gone to take the train to Ponyville to pick up Gummy for the trip. Meanwhile, a young doe stood nervously at the entrance of the shopping district as she twiddled her thumbs. Estrid, the maid from the medical wing, stood waiting for the young colt who asked her out on a date. Her mind trailed back to that night, how surprisingly noble he was for an upper class pony and admittedly quite charming. Estrid wore a simple summer outfit, consisting of a green plaid skirt, white blouse, and she even had her mother help out on a little makeup.

“Estrid!”

The doe gasped and looked up to see Top approach her with a smile. Her heart skipped a beat at how handsome he looked. He wore a formal button up shirt with a bow tie and slacks. Pinned to his shirt was the medal of his knighthood and he had his sabre attracted to his belt, since it was customary for knights to always be armed.

“Wow, you look beautiful,” Too said as he held up a white rose to Estrid.

“This is for you.”

“Oh. Thank you!” Estrid beamed as she sniffed the rose.

“So what's our first stop?”

“How about The Tasty Treat? I hear they have exquisite cuisine.”

“Ohh I love that place! Their curry oat cake is to die for!”

“Then it’s settled.”

Top offered his arm to Estrid and she hooked her arm around his. The pair began their trek through the shopping district with happy smiles as the vendors called out for them.

“Hey there, little missy! Try on this scarf! It’s made of the finest silk!”

“You there! Young colt! Wanna impress your lady with a strapping new tie?”

“Come one, come all! Try our signature drink, all the way from Prance!”

“It sure is noisy around here,” Top said.

“You get used to it, after all, I walk through this street all the time,” Estrid said.

“Huh, I guess I wouldn’t know since this is one of the first times I’ve walked down this street.”

“Really? How come?”

“I’m the son of a noble family, let’s just say before I came to my senses I wasn’t exactly the most friendly. I always flaunted my family’s wealth and acted like I mattered more than anypony else. It was until I almost met my end during that survival training some time ago that I realized how I had lived my life. I was disappointed in myself, so after I was saved by Imperius I vowed to change myself for the better. And now look at me: I have wonderful friends, I’m finally a knight, and I’m spending the day with a cute girl like you.”

Estrid giggled when she noticed the Sky High Tavern up ahead and the huge crowd that always came with it. Most of the patrons were veterans from the great war who had brought their families while others were older members of the royal guard.

“Wow, they sure are busy.” Estrid said before noticing Spitfire pushing her daughter around in a baby stroller.

“Well well, if it isn’t Sir Top Notch.” Spitfire teased as she approached the young pair.

“Morning miss Spitfire. Out for a stroll?” Top asked while Estrid let Twister Winds hold her hand.

“Yeah, needed some fresh air.”

“Aw, who’s the cutest little foal, you are! Yes you are,” Estrid cooed and Twister laughed.

“So how’s it feel being a knight kid,” Spitfire asked.

“It’s sorta surreal, to be honest, but I’ve still got a long way to go if I wanna be a true knight.”

“Well I wish you luck, you’ve sure changed recently and I can respect that. I just wish the other nobles were as modest as you.”

“You flatter me, miss, I’m just glad to be where I am right now.”

“Well it’s been fun, but I gotta take this little squirt to the park and back before Soarin gets too overwhelmed. Have fun with your girlfriend!” Spitfire winked as she walked away.

Both teens blushed at the statement before they could protest and smiled sheepishly at each other and continued on. Their trek soon led to The Tasty Treat and the waiter sat them down at a booth table. Soon after, another pony mare walked up with a pen and notepad.

“Morning kids, name’s Buttercup, I’ll be your server today. What can I get you?”

“I've never eaten here, what do you recomend?”

“We’ve got a nice oats omelette with a bowl of fruit on the side. And we have a new dish we’ve been meaning to try that Miss Saffron made. They’re called vegetarian enchiladas.”

“Pardon me, but what are those?” Top wondered.

“Not sure,” Buttercup shrugged.

“Some guy with big red wings stopped by last week and ate here. Miss Saffron mentioned that she was looking for a new dish so he offered to show her a new recipe. Strange looking guy, didn’t even look like a pony. Anyway, if you two would like, I can ask Miss Saffron to make you a couple of dishes. She announced that she mastered the recipe this morning.”

“Then we shall have two orders of that,” Top said.

“You got it. Miss Saffron! We got some customers who wanna try that new dish!” Buttercup called out as she walked away.

“I think I may know who she was talking about,” Top smirked.

The two waited for a bit while taking in the aroma of the various dishes being served at the restaurant and the atmosphere was nothing short of fun and relaxing.

“I always prefer this place to the other diners, but that one bakery has a funnel cake that blows your mind.” Estrid smiled while observing the other patrons.

“I agree, although I never really put the time into actually indulging myself in visiting such places like this before. If I ever wanted an exquisite dish or a nice pastry served, I would have one of my personal chefs make it,” Top said with a guilty smile.

“Ohh I’d love to try one of their dishes sometime. Maybe I can learn something new.” Estrid smiled back as their meals were delivered.

“Here you go!” Said Buttercup handing them their plates.

“Ohh that looks good!” Estrid beamed with sparkles in her eyes.

As Buttercup left, both teens picked up their fork and knives and cut their first bite. As soon as the food hit their taste buds, their eyes went wide as flavor hit every corner in their mouths.

“Sweet Celestia! This is delectable!” Top said as he scooped up another bite.

“I can’t stop eating! It’s so good!” Estrid said as she held her cheek with a wide smile.

From the kitchen, the owner of the restaurant and Buttercup peaked out from the door and they both had proud smiles.

“They like it, Miss Saffron! That Lock guy was right! This might be your new popular dish!” Buttercup chirped.

“Oh good! Father, the new dish is a hit!!” Saffron called out to her father in the kitchen.

As the pair enjoyed their meal, which started to draw in more customers from the presentation alone, two young and well dressed stallions strode in. One was a pegasus with light green fur and dark brown mane and tail. The other was a unicorn with mustard yellow fur and dirty blonde mane and tail. As they waited for the waiter to seat them, they spied Top Notch and smiled as they approached the booth.

“Well well, Top Notch!” The pegasus called out.

“There you are, friend, finally making yourself known to us after all this time?” The unicorn asked. Top looked up to see them and recognized them as his old goons, Lucky Stride and Cobble Hoof.

“Stride, Cobble,” Top greeted calmly.

“To what do I owe this unexpected reunion?”

“Oh we were just here to grab a bite, plus my old man wants to buy this place.” Cobble smirked casually before noticing Saffron walking up to them.

“Ahh miss Masala. Have you considered my father’s offer?”

“I told you, we are not interested!” Saffron said sternly with her arms crossed.

“Oh come on! Look at this place!” Stride exclaimed as he pointed to the decor.

“It’s so pedestrian, with our help, this place can be one of the most fancy diners in the city.”

“Humph! You sound like a certain uptight mare by the name of Zesty Gourmand, and I recall a couple dear friends of mine saying to her that bits and appearance alone do not mean squat! So you can take your father’s offer and shove off!”

Both stallions looked away for a moment before flipping Top and Estrid’s table, startling the entire diner.

“You’re gonna regret this bitch...mark my words.” Cobble hissed before storming off.

“Stop right there!” Top demanded.

“Oh Top, wanna get out of here? This place is a dump anyway,” Stride chortled.

“Shut up!” Top snapped, shocking them.

“How dare you?! How dare the both of you?! Coming in here like you already own this fine establishment, insulting the owner, and ruining our meal?! It’s no wonder you two were kicked out of the cadets, not to mention why I chose to ditch you, you’re both entitled pricks!”

“Oh like you’re one to talk!” Stride shot back.

“Wasn’t long ago, you were like us! Tartarus, you even let us have fun with those maids of yours! For a price.”

“What?” Estrid said in shock.

“Oh ya didn’t know sweetie? The maids at his place get paid extra for special services for guests.”

“Not anymore.” Top growled, clenching his fist.

“You’re so pathetic. One little near death experience and you act like...like…”

“Say it.” Top dared his old friend.

“A COMMONER!!”

It was then that Top wanted to fly off the handle and beat the tar out of this stuck up prick. But he looked over to Estrid who looked back at him with confusion and a little mortified at what she just learned. When he looked back at the stallions, they were smirking sadistically, as if they wanted him to react. But Top knew it wouldn’t solve anything, so he decided to be the better stallion.

“You’re right,” Top said, relaxing himself.

“Maybe I am turning into a commoner, but so what? I am the son of a noble family, but what else is there to it? It’s just a name, nothing more. And I won’t deny it, I did do those things when we used to hang out, but I’ve decided to better myself and not be so selfish anymore. You know, I actually pity you two, you’ll never be able to understand how to truly appreciate others when it matters. You’ll just end up all alone without a friend in the world. You’ll say everypony loves you, but no pony will ever like you, and that’s the loneliest feeling in the world.”

With those words, he took Estrid and prepared to leave with some of the customers applauding and giving him an approving nod.

“Oh and miss Saffron?” Top said to the mare.

“Whatever Stride’s father is offering, I’ll double it just to make sure this restaurant stays where it is and how it looks. Sound like a deal?”

“It does, please talk to my father when you have the chance.” Saffron smirked as they nodded to one another. Just as Top and Estrid were about to leave, Cobble raised his hand and gave the doe a firm smack to her rear with a sickening grin.

“EEP!”

“Nice ass sweetheart. HA HA-!”

WHAPPACK!!

The crowd gasped as Top landed a right cross to Cobble’s jaw, sending a tooth flying as he fell to the ground with the crowd cheering even louder.

“Care to be next?” He glared at Stride who was trembling in fear after what he just witnessed.

“You bastard! We’ll remember this!” Stride said as he dragged Cobble away.

Top reached into his coat and pulled out a checkbook and pen and wrote something down on it. He walked over to Saffron’s father, who had come out of the kitchen to see what all the commotion was about and handed it to him.

“This is my offer, sir, call me when you’ve decided.” Top said as he turned and walked away.

When they were finally alone, Top took a deep breath to confront Estrid about what his former friends had said and prepared for the worst.

“Estrid I...what they said…” he struggled to find the words.

His sentence was interrupted when he suddenly felt her arms wrap around his neck and her lips planted on his. Top’s eyes widened in shock as she kissed him and his heart was doing backflips in his chest. When she pulled back, she smiled as she cupped his cheek.

“I didn’t hear a thing.”

“Estrid. But I-”

“Are not that stallion any more.” Estrid smiled and kissed him again.

“Let’s get out of here.”

Top smiled and held Estrid’s hand as they walked away. For the rest of the morning, it was the happiest and proudest moment of Top's life.

Later, that afternoon

After finally gathering all the necessities and final preparations were being made, two air ships docked at the ports were ready for takeoff. One was the royal Prench airship that was set to return to Prance and the other was the ship Beorn arrived in for his visit. On the docks were the royals and their friends as they were saying their final goodbyes.

“You stay safe out there, you hear?” Applejack said as she hugged Beorn.

“I’ll be fine ma.” Beorn smiled as she kissed his cheek.

“I wanna hear all about all the more ass kicking you did when you come back next time,” Rainbow said as she held him in a headlock.

“Mom! Cut it out!” He whined before Rainbow smooshed his cheeks.

“Ohhh my pwecious widdle hewo!”

“MOOOM!!”

The girls laughed while receiving their goodbye hugs as well.

“And girls, make sure to keep an eye on him and don’t go too crazy just because you’re engaged.” Applejack lectured, knowing what they would do when they were alone.

“Gods, smite me!” Beorn complained, earning more laughs.

Meanwhile, Celestia and her family were saying their goodbyes to Imperius, Gummy, Lock, and Antoinette for their departure for Prance. Although for Celestia, she was clinging to her son with tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Mother! Mother let go!” Imperius cried, trying to break free.

“No! I changed my mind! I don’t want my baby to go!!” Celestia weeped before finally being pried off by Luna and Marshall.

“He’ll be fine sister.”

“Just breathe dear.”

Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich managed to arrive in Canterlot to see Gumdrop off as well. Unlike Celestia, they were saying goodbye in a more calming manner by giving each other a group hug.

“Bye momma! Bye daddy! I’ll be back before you can say cupcake!” Gummy chirped.

“Be sure to say hi to Gustave when you visit his bakery.” Pinkie smiled while hugging her once more.

“Oh! And try their cheese! It’s amazing.” Cheese Sandwich said while licking his lips.

“Unhand me!” Celestia demanded, reaching out for Imperius who hid behind Lock.

“That’s my baby! I wanna hug him once more!”

“Celestia, seriously, where’s your chill?” Lock sighed.

“He’ll be under my watch so you’ve got nothing to worry about. I swear I’ll bring him back in one piece.”

“Yeah, we both will,” Tarra said, reaching down and scooping up Imperius with a hug.

“This little boy is in good hands~.”

“Now for one last thing.” Said Marshall who took a quick swig of cider from his flask.

“Attention, attention everyone!” He called to the crowd as things quieted down.

“I wish to make a very important announcement. Just days ago…my son found his future bride.”

The crowd gasped in astonishment while some of the nobles scowled in disgust.

“I present to you, my son’s chosen bride. Gumdrop Diane Pie, daughter of Pinkamena Diane Pie!”

The crowd cheered with joy as Gummy giggled and kissed Imperius on the cheek. Some of the mares in the crowd were disheartened that they missed their chance with Imperius but everyone was too happy to care. After Antoinette and the Princesses said their formal farewells, both groups boarded their respective ships and took off. Celestia tried to fly after the Prench ship, but Luna grabbed her just in time.

“Celestia! You’re pregnant! Stop this nonsense!”

“NOOO! Give me back my baby!!” Celestia sobbed before the guards finally managed to calm her down.

“Your majesty please, everypony’s watching!”

On the Prench ship, Lock and the rest of the group were escorted to the lounge room and Lock slumped on a fancy sofa as Antoinette and Tarra sat beside him.

“How is it that we’re not even a minute away from home and I’m already exhausted?” Lock deadpanned as Imperius slumped in his own chair.

“I have no idea,” Imperius sighed.

“Aww you okay Impy?” Gumdrop asked while stroking his head.

“Just tired. I need rest.”

“That’s a good idea.” Tarra grinned while straddling Lock.

“Let’s check out the beds~.”

“Later,” Lock said, making her pout but still sat in his lap.

“How’s your daughter doing, Antoinette?”

“Oh she is fine. I was able to hear her heartbeat today!” Antoinette squealed in delight.

“That right?” Lock smiled as he looked down at her three month old pregnant belly. He reached over and placed a hand on her bulge.

Thump!

“Oh! She kicked!!”

“And hello to you too, Dimitra,” Lock said warmly.

“Oh Dimitri, you’ve made me the happiest mare in the world. I can’t thank you enough for all you’ve done for me,” Antoinette said.

“It was my pleasure and honor, I just hope your remaining family approves of me. What’re your other sisters like?”

“Well Lisa is always working, attending court with mother or making sure not a hair is out of place, then there’s our social butterfly Ninon who’s always throwing tea parties and slumber parties, then we have Zoe who likes sweets as much as the next pony and finally we have little Fiona who dreams of meeting a legendary knight and going on adventures.”

“Sounds like a merry bunch, and how’s your mother?”

Antoinette sighed as she gazed out the window to watch the clouds drift by.

“She was upset when I told her of Clover’s dealings and behavior at Canterlot. Now she tells me there are skirmishes breaking out across the countryside. Loyalists and rebels have been using villages as their bases.”

Lock frowned as he took Antoinette’s hand.

“(Do not worry, my sweet, I’ll personally make sure things won’t get out of hand during my visit.)”

The Queen gave him bedroom eyes as he spoke Prench and kissed him on the cheek as she replied.

“(Take me to bed my love, I suddenly feel tired.)”

Lock nodded as he nudged Tarra to get off, much to her reluctance, and scooped up Antoinette bridal style and walked away with Tarra following.

“Oi Imperius, Gummy! I’ve decided to teach you kids how to speak Prench. So for the rest of the trip, I’ll make sure you both are fluent in it, got it?” Lock called out over his shoulder.

“Yes sir.”

"Oui Mon Capitaine!" Gumdrop said in her own prench accent.

One Week Later

“Again, Imperius, repeat after me: (It is wonderful to make your acquaintance. I hope we can all get along.)”

Lock stood in front of Imperius and gummy in a private room as he gave them Prench lessons. Gummy seemed to have a knack for it and was already fluent with the language but Imperius was still having a little trouble here and there.

“(It is wonderful to make your…)” he paused trying to say the next word.

“Uh…(Aquatic?)”

“EHH! Wrong!” Gummy teased.

“Easy there, Gummy, let’s try something else: (Why yes, today is a lovely day for tea.)”

Imperius cleared his throat as he tried again.

“(Why yes, today is a lovely day for tea.)”

Lock smirked. “(Do you perhaps have the time? I must attend to something of great importance for her majesty the Queen.)”

Just before they could recite the phrase, a crewman blew a loud whistle and the entire deck was suddenly busy as an open market.

“Looks like we're here.” The prince said as he opened the door for Gumdrop.

“(After you, my sweet little marshmallow.)” He spoke surprisingly fluently as Gumdrop bumped him with her flank saying.

“Ohh la laa~.”

“Save it lovebirds.”

The trio left the room and walked up to the top deck of the ship. Antoinette and Tarra were already at the bow of the ship as they looked ahead to see a large city in the distance. In the center of the city was a tall tower that stretched up high in the sky, and overlooking the city was a large palace made of white marble.

“Ooh! What’s that big tower thing?” Gummy wondered.

"That is the Eiffel Tower." Antoinette said.

"The most romantic spot in all of Prance."

“Oh wow the sheer coincidence is baffling,” Lock laughed, making Antoinette look at him.

“How so?”

“Back in my world, the human world, we have a tower just like that. I’ve been up to the top a few times myself.”

The ship soon descended to the ground at the port where a large crowd of royal advisers, staff, guards, and Prench ponies waited for them on the ground. The trumpets were blown as the gangplank lowered and at the bottom was Jacques, who had left Canterlot earlier on to return to Prance.

“(Announcing the return of her majesty the Queen, Antoinette XII! Guards! Present!)”

A line of soldiers created an archway as they drew their rapiers in unison and the Queen marched through with her guests, waving to the crowd. It wasn’t hard for them to notice her baby bulge which made them all cheer more excitedly that she was able to find a worthy mate to gift her with her little bundle of joy.

“(Sister! Sister over here!)”

As Antoinette and her guests left the crowd, a group of mares awaited them on the other side. There were two young unicorns and two teenage Pegasi and each of them had happy smiles on their faces.

“(Sister Antoinette! You’re back!)” the little filly unicorn cheered.

“(Fiona! So good to see you.)” Antoinette beamed while hugging her gently.

“(Welcome back, dear sister,)” the older pegasus mare said.

“(I trust things turned out well? Considering your current state?)”

“(Hello to you too Lisa. Yes the trip went well.)”

“(Antoinette! Who are these ponies?! Will they be my friend?!”) the other young unicorn mare chirped.

“(Ninon, please calm down. They're our guests.)”

“(Hello Antoinette,)” the last of the mares said with a cheerful smile.

“(So am I really gonna be an aunt now?)”

"(Yes Zoe. Care to feel?)"

Zoe placed her hand on Antoinette’s belly and smiled widely when she felt a faint kick. The others were waiting patiently as Antoinette stepped to the side and introduced them.

“Everypony, these are my younger sisters. Lisa, Zoe, Ninon, and Fiona. Girls, these are my guests. Prince Imperius and his fiancé Gumdrop, Tarra the Frost Wyvern, and this handsome stallion is my mate and the father of your future niece, Dimitri Lockdrom.”

“Hiya!” Gumdrop said.

“Nice to meet you,” Tarra said.

“Hello, it’s a pleasure,” Lock said.

“Greetings.” Imperius bowed politely.

They were taken to the royal palace by carriage with many of the citizens waving to the queen and some of the mares looking at Imperius like a knight out of a fairy tale.

“Looks like you got some fans already, kid,” Lock teased.

“It still feels weird being stared at by these mares, and what about you?”

“What about me?”

Imperius pointed to some mares who were ogling Lock like a piece of meat and even licked their lips with bedroom eyes.

“Jeeze, what’s up with them?”

“They may have heard of your…romantic exploits.” Antoinette smiled sheepishly when the carriage suddenly stopped.

"”What the?! How?!”

Lock demanded as they looked out to see a farmer who had fallen on the road and was being beaten by three guards.

“(HEY!!)” Imperius shouted as he stormed out of the carriage and shoved them away.

“(What's wrong with you three?!? Picking on an old man like that?)” He glares while helping the stallion up much to the crowds shock.

“(Who the hell are you, boy?! Shove off! This has nothing to do with you!)” the guard spat.

“(I beg to differ, soldier,)” Antoinette called out as she exited the carriage as well, much to the guards surprise.

“(This is Prince Imperius of Canterlot and he is our guest so I advise you to watch your tone.)”

The guards shrunk back as the prince dusted the farmer off while checking for any bruises.

“(You alright?)”

“(Y-yes! Thank you sire.)”

“(No need to call me sire, I’m just a guest here after all.)” Imperius looked at the guards and scowled.

“(But even though I’m a guest, I won’t tolerate anypony disrespecting others. So you three better change your act!)”

“(But he's a peasant my lord!)” One guard argued.

“(Oh and that makes it okay? Canterlot guards have better discipline than you thugs.)” Imperius spat back before boarding the carriage.

The citizens were stunned in awe as the carriage left and they continued on while the guards slumped their shoulders in defeat. They soon arrived at the palace and were escorted through the gates and to the front doors.

“This place is pretty sweet,” Lock said to himself.

“It’s nothing like the palace back in France.”

“So Monsieur Lock, I got a question for you,” Lisa said with a smirk.

“Sure, what’s up?”

“How was my sister in bed?”

“LISA?!?” Antoinette shrieked as her face turned pink.

“I’m not sure that’s really appropriate,” Lock said, pulling his collar.

“You sure? Cause you did knock her up. And according to her, you’re a real beast~.”

“ENOUGH!! My love life is none of your business!”

“I’m just making sure he was gentle, I heard commoners treat their women roughly.”

Lock rolled his eyes and decided to surprise Antoinette’s sisters.

“(If you must know, it was a very sensual love making. I treated her like a lady, and I made love to her as if she were my very heart. Her body is as smooth as silk and her eyes gazed at me like a passionate flame. Antoinette is and always will be one of my greatest loves I’ll have ever had the privilege and pleasure to have known.)”

The mares stood there completely stunned while he draped a wing over Antoinette and kissed her cheek.

“That was beautiful…”

“(Of course, my little flower, only the best for you.)”

“Well I’m sold!” Lisa smiled.

“I can’t wait to introduce you to mother!” That last part made Antoinette swallow a lump in her throat.

The group walked in the palace and took in all the fancy decor and the many paintings along the walls. As they walked, Antoinette never left Lock’s side and Tarra leaned her head back on her hands. Antoinette looked down at her belly and placed a hand on it and smiled at her daughter.

“Nervous?” Lock asked.

“I’m sure your mom will like me if your sisters do.”

“That’s actually the problem.” Antoinette grumbled.

“Our mom…likes young men.” Zoe explained when Lock finally got the picture.

“Ah, so she’s a cougar.”

Everyone stopped dead in their tracks and snapped their heads in Lock’s direction as if he said something terrible.

“What? What did I say?”

“Just…stay close.” Lisa sighed as the servants opened the doors to the throne room.

“Greetings mother.” Antoinette curtseyed.

“I have returned with-!”

“AHHH MY BABY IS HOME!!” The queen-mother squealed much to the embarrassment of her daughters. The mare on the throne stood up and quickly walked over to the group. For Imperius and Lock, the two had trouble trying to keep their wings down since her breasts were bouncing with each step she took. She had red wine fur and pure white mane and tail that were styled in many curls and her eyes were a deep magenta shade. She wore a traditional regal Prench attire but it didn’t stop her H-cup breasts and massive bubble butt from jiggling against her hourglass figure.

“Imperius, whatever you do, don’t pompf!” Lock whispered to the prince.

“Easy for you to say!” The prince shot back before he and Lock were shoved aside as she held Antoinette’s hands.

“(Oh my little girl, I missed you! And look at you, already three months along! I am so proud.)”

“(Thank you mother. This is Dimitri; the father of my child.)”

The mare turned around to see Dimitri as he stood up straight. The mare arched a brow and sauntered over to him and began circling him. She gazed at his torso, his arms, legs, even his hair. She then examined his wings and ran a hand along one of them slightly until she walked in front of him again.

“(How old are you?)” she asked.

“(Uh, 28?)” he responded.

“Hmmm a bit rugged, clothes are messy as is his hair but…not bad~.” She purred, pressing a finger to her lips.

“I am Lady Elizabeth De Fleur Antoinette of Prance. A pleasure, good sir.” She extended a hand to him.

“It’s nice to meet you too, ma’am,” Lock said as he raised his own hand.

“Wait Lock! Don’t-”

“Whoa!”

Lady Elizabeth seized his hand and pulled him forward, smothering his face in her chest, making her coo with delight. Lock looked up from her royal bosom to see her biting her lower lip and heavy bedroom eyes.

“Oh you are just too precious. Perhaps we can have dinner some time?”

“MOTHER! ENOUGH!!” Lisa exclaimed as she released him.

“Oh I’m just teasing dear. Can’t a gal have some fun?”

Her attention soon fell on Imperius who gulped as she leaned down in front of him.

“And who’s this scrumptious looking Hors d’oeuvre?”

“BACK OFF! He’s mine!” Gumdrop hissed as she squeezed him into her chest while the queen-mother giggled.

“Oh so fiesty. Well I’m sure you all must be tired from your journey so I’ll have the servants bring you to your rooms oh and Antoinette dear, do drop by the nursery with your hubby to see if everything’s in order.”

“Hubby? But we’re not married.” Lock stated as she left.

“See what I mean?” Lisa sighed.

“Mommy’s always going around flirting with young stallions, but I don’t think she’s ever made that face to anyone besides our daddy, gods rest his soul,” Zoe said.

“Should I be worried or flattered by that?” Lock wondered.

“That hag better keep her claws off Impy! If he’s gonna be smothered by any pony's boobies than they had better be mine!” Gumdrop huffed while hugging Imperius tight.

“Same goes for you, babe,” Tarra huffed as she pressed her breasts on his arm.

“Don’t let that mare do that again, or I’ll tell Applejack and Rainbow you were seduced by another mare, an older one at that.”

Lock felt a chill crawl up his spine as he began to imagine what both mares would do to him if they found out.

“No! Tarra please don’t!”

“Fine. But only if you take me to bed right now~” Tarra smirked with her tongue sticking out.

“Good idea, come on Impy!” Gumdrop shouted as she dragged Imperius off.

Their luggage was delivered as the staff escorted them to their rooms which were right next to each other. For Imperius and Gummy’s room, there was a large bed, big enough to fit at least ten ponies and a bath next door that could fit at least five ponies all at once. The bed was made of the finest silk and when Gummy hopped on the mattress, she instantly felt so relaxed and sleepy from how comfortable it was. Imperius chuckled as he went to use the bath to clean up. Next door, Lock and Tarra’s room was relatively the same as Lock took off his jacket and stretched his wings and arms out.

“Well, this place sure is fancy as hell. What do you think Tarra?”

When he turned to see his dragon lover, Tarra had already stripped out of her yoga pants and sports bra and was giving Lock bedroom eyes.

“Care to join me~?”

“Uh…yeah sure, just let me shower first.”

“Don’t keep me waiting,” she teased as she turned around and wiggled her rump towards him.

Imperius found himself in a similar ordeal when he stepped out to invite Gummy to join him in the bath but saw her snacking on some sweets left for them by the maids.

“So good!” Gummy exclaimed while sampling another pastry while her fiancè eyed her rump.

“Cream puffs, eclairs, pudding!”

“Bun cake~.” Imperius purred.

“Bun cake? There’s no-Oh! Mmmm~” Gumdrop grinned as she was groped.

“How is it that despite all those sweets, your flank stays perfectly toned and bouncy~?”

“Family genes, Impy, family genes~,” Gummy said as she took off her clothes.

“Momma said I got my grandma’s flank, which is fortunate since she seems to always keep her flank as firm and healthy as mine.”

“Mmm you, me, bath.” Imperius grinned as she was carried over his shoulder.

“Eee!”

Meanwhile, Lock was in the bath as his arms were draped on the edge and his wings were splayed out. The hot water was heavenly on his skin and he inhaled and exhaled deeply. Lock peeked at his tribal marked arms but smiled since he was too relaxed to notice someone coming in the bath with him. His eyes closed as he felt someone rub his shoulders and he sighed as he was massaged.

“Ah, that feels nice.”

He heard a giggle from who he imagined was Antoinette as she leaned in close to his face. Lock soon opened his eye to see not Antoinette, but her mother as she gently pressed her lips on his, making his eyes bug out.

“MMMF?!”

The queen-mother grabbed Lock and pressed her lips more on his as he flailed around. Her bare breasts were pressing on his chest as she forced her tongue into his mouth and coiled it around his.

“MMMMMF MMMMF MF!!”

“Mmm~ mmmm~” she moaned into his mouth before finally breaking the kiss.

“You’re not a bad kisser, stud. A little rough, but that’s just the way I like it~” Elizabeth purred, licking her lips.

“WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” Lock demanded as he scrambled to the other side of the tub.

“Why I’m here to inspect you of course.” She said with a casual smile while standing up to give him a good view of her body.

“I need to know what kind of lover my little Antoinette has chosen~”

“Are you crazy?! I’m not doing that! That’s just nuts! How could you even think I’d be okay with banging Antoinette’s own mother?! Even I have my principles!”

“So you don’t want these?” She asked, squeezing her breasts together.

“I saw you and the boy staring~”

“I’m a guy! It’s natural to stare at a voluptuous body like yours!” Lock argued, only to realize what he said.

“Aw…fuck me.”

“If you insist~.” Elizabeth was prepared to pounce when Tarra kicked down the door.

“BACK OFF OLD HAG!!”

“Oh horse apples, so close too,” Elizabeth huffed as she wrapped a large towel around her and quickly walked towards the wall. She pressed on a tile and a secret door opened up and she blew a kiss to Dimitri.

“Until next time, stud~!” She called out and escaped with the door closing behind her.

Tarra was completely annoyed as she got in the tub and stomped over to Lock, looking like she was going to kill him.

“Tarra wait! I can explain I-”

“Fuck me.” She growled.

“What?”

“Fuck me hard, right now or I’ll freeze you!” She growled again while bending over for him.

Lock sat there for a moment and looked down to see his already hard erection, ready to go. Not wanting to keep her waiting, he stood up and stepped towards her and grabbed both her ass and tail. Without warning, he lined himself up and jammed his rod all the way to the point where he was poking the entrance to her womb.

“Grr! Yes…now be as rough as you want with me~.” Tarra huffed as they started slow. Lock growled himself as he leaned back and slammed his hips against Tarra, making her squeal and moan with each thrust. The water swayed and thrashed violently as Lock pounded her and leaned in to bite her neck.

“You’re all mine, got that?” He hissed as he morphed his teeth into fangs and bit the back of her neck.

“Mmm, yes! Now smack my ass~” Tarra instructed but Lock replied by pulling her by the horn.

“You don’t give orders to me!”

Lock’s new tactic made it so he pushed her into the wall as he held onto her horns and piledrived her pussy without mercy. The waves of pleasure overloaded the frost wyvern as her tongue flopped out and her eyes rolled back.

“Who’s your master?! Say it! Who do you belong to?!”

“Ahhh I’m yours! My body is all yours! You’re my master! My lover!” Tarra growled as she was put on all fours and spanked multiple times.

“Ohh gods…I really wish I was in heat~”

“Maybe one day, but for now, I’m gonna cream inside you as if I’m trying to pump my hatchlings in you,” he hissed.

“So beg for it!”

“Grrr fill me Lock, please knock me up! I want your hatchlings!” Tarra panted as her rear was spanked again.

Lock slammed once more into her snatch and came deep in her womb. Tarra also climaxed as she felt his seed fill her womb. As she had said, if she were in heat, there would be no doubt she would be pregnant right now. As the lovers calmed down. They relaxed in the bath water, not caring that their juices were also swimming around, as Tarra snuggled into Lock’s chest.

“Feel better?” Lock asked.

“Mmm take me to bed and I will be.” Tarra smiled while kissing him.

Just next door, Imperius and Gummy were making love a bit more quietly after hearing everything going on next door but it did not stop him from whispering to his mare as they went at it on the bathroom floor.

“Ah~! Sorry Gumdrop, I can’t help myself around you!” Imperius huffed as Gummy’s legs hung in the air while she smiled with her eyes rolled back.

“It’s okay Impy, I love you! I want you to do this to me whenever you feel like it!!” She bleated.

Imperius groaned as the first load filled her but thanks to her sugary snacks, she had plenty of energy.

“Mmm let’s do it again~”

“Wait…let me catch my breath…”

“Hmm.” Gumdrop hummed before planting her plump flank on his face.

“Nope! I want to do it all night~.”

“All night?!?” Imperius muffled under her supple cheeks.

“And tomorrow, a tour of the city.”

...I love this mare.

Three Days Later

After settling in to their new surroundings, Lock and the teens had managed to get comfortable with their hosts and live as they did back in Canterlot. Wehen Antoinette heard of her mother’s little stunt, she gave her the biggest and loudest lectures Elizabeth had ever heard. Ever since then, even though she was told not to, Elizabeth has been purposely flirting with Lock by rubbing up against him or pecking him on the cheek whenever she got the chance to, much to Antoinette’s ire. As the group were also setting up an important meeting with the Prench Royal family, a group of hooded individuals traversed through the streets and into a secret passage behind an abandoned building. There they were met with loyalist guards who were loyal to the old ways of Prance and against the Queen’s decision to bear a half breed child. The leader of the hooded group whispered something to the guards which allowed him and his followers passage. They soon found themselves in a fancy room filled with upper class decor. In the center of the room was former Princess Clover herself as she sipped some tea. The hooded one’s leader stepped forth and Clover opened an eye.

“So, you’re the one that Blueblood sent?” She said in an unimpressed tone.

“I spoke with him yesterday, he says you have a plan of some kind?”

“We are here to take the young prince,” the hooded leader said.

“And why should I help? My goal is to take the Prench throne.”

“Help us take the boy, and we can help you sneak into the palace to get rid of the halfbreed that grows within your sister.”

“She’s not my sister!” Clover spat.

“None of them are my family anymore. However, if you make good on your word, I may have an idea.”

End.