Game of Thrones: Equestria

Blueblood Manor

“YOU WHAT?!?”

Blueblood smashed his fists through his mahogany desk in his office, smashing it to smithereens. In front of him was the leader of the bandit guilds, Zalik, standing in the office as a holo projection.

“YOU CAN’T JUST QUIT! I PAID YOU ENOUGH TO SUPPORT YOU AND YOUR GREAT GRANDFOALS!” Blueblood roared.

“Tough shit, you pompous prick, but I recently made a very, shall we say, fruitful transaction,” Zalik chortled, showing off his tribal marked arms.

“He could’ve told me these would hurt like a bitch… Anyway, consider all branches of my bandit guilds withdrawn from your foolish war. Now, if you don’t mind, I got some sandstorms to kick up.”

“When I am ruler of all Equestria, you’ll pay…” Blueblood hissed spitefully at his former employee before the feed from the crystal was cut off. In a fit of rage, the prince summoned his new shadow powers and tossed his entire destroyed desk out the window with papers flying everywhere.

“Temper, temper.” The voice of Sombra chuckled while Blueblood slumped back in his chair.

“I am losing everything…my plans…my ambitions…gone…” He sighed in disbelief as Sombra appeared in his shadow form.

“Not everything, my faithful servant. We can still tip the scales of this war in our favor.”

“And how do you propose we do that?”

“Your nephew, the prince, now lies crippled in his deathbed, the armies of Canterlot and their alliance are spread thin across Equestria and your traitorous aunts are more vulnerable than they have ever been~!!”

Dark thoughts began to enter Blueblood’s mind as a sadistic smile crept onto his face and he stormed out into the main hall of his manor.

“Assemble the army at once!” He shouted to his advisors.

“Everypony, Sire?”

“Everypony! Now is the perfect time to invade Canterlot, while our enemies lick their wounds and are distracted and stretched thin, we will deliver the killing blow and end this war! And then at long last, the throne will be mine!!”

With an evil cackle, Blueblood and his advisors went to prepare for their long awaited confrontation.

Saddle Arabia

“IMPERIUS!”

Lock dropped his swords and ran over to the downed prince. His whole back was charred and his wings looked like burnt tree branches. Jasmine and the zebra sisters wept as they tried to stir Imperius awake.

“Imperius, please! Don’t leave us!” Mona cried.

“You saved us, and now this?!” Ebony wailed.

“Why…why did this happen?!” Jasmine shouted.

“Rarity! Tarra! Cover us!” Lock ordered as he set his hands aflame and placed them on Imperius’s back.

“Come on, kid, I ain’t gonna let you go that easy!”

Despite his efforts, Lock could sense Imperius’s condition through his flames that tried to heal him. That blast ruptured a few organs, his spine was broken and fractured in multiple disks, and his wings would never be able to heal the same. What’s worse, is that his heartbeat was laboring, which only made Lock’s flames burn brighter.

“Not like this…” Lock growled.

“I lost you once, I won’t lose you again!” Something within Lock sparked in his soul.

“I have watched too many good people die when I could’ve done more!”

The flames covering his hands burned even brighter.

“From one fucking war to the next, I still chose to stay when I had the chance to go back! And do you know why?! Because of people like you! The kind of people who never turn their backs no matter what! You also had multiple chances to just let me take you out of here, but you refused to leave without finishing what you started!”

The mares and Tarra noticed Lock’s flames beginning to spread anc cover him and Imperius.

“I refuse to let you die! I won’t let that sack of bones take you! I failed to save Thorax, Igneous, Fancy Pants, and Shining Armor! And most of all…I failed to save Wulfric Warborn, the man who reminded me of the one whom I used to call brother!”

The mares and Tarra took a step back as Lock’s wings unfurled out wide. The spectacle made several witnesses stop and stare at the large flames surrounding the two.

“YOU AREN’T GONNA DIE, IMPERIUS! I PROMISED TO BRING YOU BACK TO YOUR FAMILY AND I SWORE IT ON MY SOUL!”

WOOOSH!

The flames burst once more and changed color. What was once a bright orange and red flame became a pristine white. The white flames looked divine and filled all who bore witness with a sense of peace and tranquility. Lock seemed to be in a sort of trance as Inperius’s back slowly healed back to normal, excluding his wings since the feathers didn’t grow back. Imperious’s breathing was no longer labored as he took a deep breath but remained unconscious. When the healing was done, Lock slowly stood up on his feet, still covered in white flames. Rarity and Tarra, who stood behind him, then noticed a strange apparition coming from Lock. It was for a brief moment, but both women could see two extra pairs of wings coming from Lock’s back. From what they could tell, the wings split with crimson red feathers on the bottom half and black and webbed with a claw on the top.

“Lock?” Rarity called out but quickly returned her attention to Imperius who began coughing and gasping for air, making everyone smile with relief as Lock turned him over to ease his breathing.

“Easy kiddo, we gotcha.” Lock smiled as the prince opened his eyes a little and one word slipped out before he fell unconscious again.

“Mother….”

“You’ll see her soon kid, I promise.” Lock said as he picked him up and the sounds of cheering slowly began to fill the city. The flames surrounding snuffed out without him noticing and the apparition on his back disappeared without a trace.

“Sounds like the rebellion was a success.” Rarity smiled before they ran onto the main street and called for a cart to bring them to the palace where Imperius was rushed to the medical wing.

While most of his wounds were healed, the prince was still in a great deal of pain and was completely dripping with sweat after being struck by a raging fever. While the doctors rushed to treat him and bandage his wings as fast as they could.

“Alright, I’m gonna apply some ointment to help ease the tension in his wings but moving them will hurt like hell.” The lead doctor said as he prepared the ointment and the nurses slowly spread his wings open and just as he predicted, the prince roared in pain as they were moved and they held him down.

“AAAAGH!!”

“Easy kiddo! Easy!!” One nurse said as Imperius thrashed about, trying to escape.

“SALADIN!! I’LL KILL YOU!! YOU FAT BASTARD!!”

“Shit, the fever’s made him delusional!” One nurse said while holding down his right arm.

“Didn’t you heal him?!” Misty asked Lock.

“I did, but my flames can only do so much,” Kai said as he shook his head. The human man was sweating profusely and was breathing a bit heavily. Which was strange for Lock, considering he didn’t use much of his power despite it being cut in half since his arrival in this world.

“But what about those white flames?!” Rarity asked, only for Lock to just stare at her.

“White flames? What are you on about?”

“Will somepony please sedate him?! We can’t work like this!” A doctor barked.

“Allow me.” Selene walked forward as she wiped her eyes and lit up her horn. Imperius’s body glowed in her magic as she clasped her hands together.
“Peace, little brother, clear the raging storm in your mind. You are safe, calm your heart and be at peace.”

As the spell began to take effect, the prince’s vision began to clear and he could see his loved ones surrounding him as his sister held his hand with happy tears and smiled.

“Sister…”

“Yes, I’m here.” She spoke softly as he began to drift off to sleep.

“Are…are you going to leave me?”

“No, never. We’re going to look after you.” She gave him a kiss to his forehead, still holding his hand as he finally fell asleep and the doctors applied the medicine.

“That topical cream will help keep his muscles from stiffening but as for the feathers? It may be years before he flies again.”

“I hate to say it, but I’m afraid not even my flames would be able to fix that,” Lock sighed, until he thought of something.

“Be right back.”

Lock stepped away and stood alone as he pulled out his holo crystal from his armors. With a deep breath, Lock tapped the crystal a few times and held it in front of him. After a few seconds, the crystal shined to reveal Celestia, Luna, and Marshall all sitting together on their bed. Lock noticed that the two royal mares’ bellies were even more bloated than before he left, which meant that they were most likely in the last stages of their pregnancy.

“Lock? What is it?” Marshall asked, and noticed his condition.

“You look like you flew around the world nonstop for days.”

“Marshall, Celestia, Luna.” Lock smiled a bright smile.

“We got him, he’s safe.”

All three parents were shocked at first before letting out a sigh of relief and cried tears of joy as Lock smiled.

“Is he alright? Did they hurt him?” Marshall asked with worry.

“He’s alright but….it’s best you come see for yourselves.” Lock said, not being able to explain the situation to them.

“We’ll have a portal ready this afternoon.” Celestia said as she stormed off, determined to reunite with her son again.

“Marshall…” Lock frowned as he looked away from the stallion.

“All of this could have been avoided, had I kept a closer eye on him. I…I’m-”

Marshall held up his hand, stopping Lock from finishing his sentence.

“What matters is that he’s back with his family. Make preparations, we’ll be arriving shortly.” Marshall said before ending the communication.

Lock took a deep breath, knowing the prince's family would be shocked to see his condition and called for some of the castle attendants to prepare for the royal family's arrival while he went to check back on Imperius who was now soundly asleep with his sister still watching over him.

“How is he?” He asked while Selene wiped his forehead clean of sweat.

“He’s in so much pain…I don’t know if mother will want to see this…”

Lock stepped over towards imperius and placed his hand on his chest. Flames ignited in his palm as he focused his power. Even though he had brought the young prince back from the brink of death, it wasn’t enough to heal him completely. Not to mention, whatever that white flame that Rarity mentioned was before seemed to drain most of his power. However, he still had enough in him to take the edge off. Lock focused his power as the flames in his hand flickered. Imperius slowly but surely became more calm. Soon after, Imperius was sleeping soundly and Lock ceased his treatment.

“There, he won’t be in pain, but he’ll still be sore as hell,” Lock Staggered back and slumped in a nearby chair.

“It’s the best I can do for now, it nearly took all I had to save him.”

“Save him?” Selene questioned, making Lock curse under his breath and look away.

“Nevermind…”

“No, what did you mean, save him?” Selene demanded.

“Well, Selene, to put it bluntly, that blast should have killed him.” Selene gasped in horror.

“Truth be told, it’s a bloody miracle I was able to summon those white flames earlier, whatever they were. Imperius was not meant to survive, I hate to say it, and yet he still breathes with us today.”

The princess looked at her brother with new tears in her eyes and began to imagine the worst if he was taken from their family and as she went to grab a tissue to wipe her face she suddenly felt her brother’s grip tighten.

“S-sister…” He stuttered in his sleep as she smiled and held his hand again.

“I’m here little brother, I’m here.” She whispered when the sound of rapid footsteps were heard approaching the door and Celestia came through as calmly and quietly as possible.

“Where is he? Where is my boy?!?” She spoke loudly when Lock and Selene told her to be quiet.

Celestia was heartbroken when she saw her son lying in a bed with his wings wrapped in bandages while an oxygen mask helped him to breathe with the rest of his body wired to machines that monitored his heart and lungs.

“Oh my sweet boy…” She whimpered while calmly approaching her son and stroking his head.

It was at that moment that the prince finally awoke to see his mother standing over him and almost lost control of his breathing as she calmed him down.

“M-mother?”

“Yes, I’m here sweetheart.” Celestia smiled with happy tears and held her son’s cheek.

“It’s going to be alright.”

“But…my wings…” Impreius croaked.

“I did all I could, kid,” Lock said sadly.

“But I’m afraid even I can’t fix this.”

“It is a good thing you won’t have to.” From the door, Marshall, Luna, and Starswirl himself walked in.

“Dad.”

“My boy, it is a blessing to see you once again,” Marshall said with a smile as he placed a hand on his son’s head.

“After hearing what had happened to your wing due to that package that was sent to us, I had a hunch that I would need to procure something in order to help mend them once again so you can take to the skies like you used to,” Starswirl explained.

“However, I seem to have miscalculated how severe your wings are.”

“Can’t you do anything?” Luna asked as she hugged Selene.

“The remedy I have procured may not be strong enough, it would need a specific enhancement in order for it to truly be effective.”

“What kind of enhancement?” Celestia wondered.

“Condensed magic from somepony of great power.”

All turned to Celestia who was more than willing to help as she began to focus her magic into a single form but was surprised that Luna was doing it as well.

“Sister?”

“Imperius is as much as a son to me as Selene is a daughter to you.” Luna smiled as both handed their power to Starswirl who quickly went to work on a nearby table and began mixing the potion.

“Are you sure this will work?” Lock asked, still having second thoughts.

“Well in theory, yes.” Starswirl admitted as the sources of magic were mixed in.

“Now a warning, this will accelerate his healing but at the same time he will have the bare great pain through the night. Are you sure you want this, my former pupils?”

“My foal will see her big brother when she is born,” Celestia said, cradling her belly.

“I will make sure of it, and he is my son. I have the utmost confidence he will be able to bare it,”

Starswirl nodded and held the vial up to Imperius’s mouth. The young prince slowly managed to drink the potion until it was all gone. As soon as he drank the last drop, Imperius grunted and squirmed in place but managed to stay conscious as he fidgeted on his bed.

“It is done, now all we can do is wait,” Starswirl said as he turned to leave.

“Please allow me to stay with him?” Celestia requested and the others nodded in agreement.

The others followed him out of the room, Lock included as he leaned on the wall. As soon as they were out the door, Marshall turned around and gave Lock a big hug as he fought back his tears.

“Marshall?” Lock said.

“You saved my boy…I can never repay this debt.” The lord regent sobbed as he squeezed him tight and Lock simply smiled and patted his friend on the back.

In the room, Celestia watched as her son tried not to cry out in pain while holding his hands and then a thought came to her.

“How about I sing to you? You always loved that whenever you got hurt or sick.” She smiled at her son.

“Mother, I’m not a colt anymore.” Imperius grunted with a little smile appearing on his face.

“Nonsense, you’ll always be my little colt. Now how did that lullaby go?” The princess asked herself before humming a melody.

Hearing his mothers voice was the most soothing thing the prince had ever felt and his pain didn’t seem to bother him anymore and as he fell asleep once more, Celestia stroked his head and kissed him while gently folded his hands onto his stomach.

“Rest now my little phoenix.”

Two Weeks Later

The coming weeks after the Saddle Arabian Revolution, the former slaves from the colosseum and the citizens of the kingdom banded together and dedicated their time to ensure the liberation had gone without a hitch. Under the watchful eye of Lock and Rarity and the Night Witches, and the guidance of Princess Jasmine, most of the Saddle Arabian armies chose to side with Jasmine and were spared. However, the loyalists to Saladin were rounded up and escorted out of the city’s walls. Jasmine stood with Lock, Marshall, and a battalion of Equestrian troops behind her. Meanwhile, the loyalists were stripped of their armor, weapons, and for some their dignity.

“By order of the new ruler of Saddle Arabia, I hereby exile you all to the barren deserts of Saddle Arabia,” Jasmine said firmly.

“However, unlike my father, I am willing to give you all one final chance.” Jasmine held out her hand.

“If you cast aside your loyalty to the late tyrant Saladin, you may keep your dignity and your position in the royal guard. What say you?”

Whether it was out of pride or the sheer act of self preservation, most chose exile in the desert while others humbly knelt before their new queen and swore their loyalty in hopes of earning favor with Celestia who was still nursing her son back to full health in the palace.

“You have all chosen wisely.” Marshall said to the humbled soldiers before ordering his men to escort them to the stockades.

“I promise, you will all be given a fair trial and death will NOT be the punishment.”

“Thank you, my lord…” One soldier said to the lord regent as he was nudged along.

As the group watched the loyalist slink away and the rest escorted back within the city, Jasmine couldn’t help but pity those whom she may as well have condemned to death.

“Did I do the right thing?” Jasmine wondered. Lock stepped behind Jasmine and placed a hand on her shoulder.

“This is your first lesson as a leader, Jasmine. You can’t change the minds of those who are too far gone. Those ponies who chose exile over redemption were under your father’s thumb for a long time,” Lock said.

“Does it get easier?” Jasmine wondered.

“I’m afraid not, my dear,” Marshall said.

“My wives may look like the pinnacle of perfection, but they too have almost too much on their shoulders as co-rulers of Equestria.”

“Sir Marshall, if you are married to both princesses of your nation, why do you only bear the title of Lord Regent instead of King?” Jasmine asked.

“I think I can serve my kingdom better as a man who takes action rather than sit on some throne all day…though it does look nice.” The Lord Regent joked, making the new queen laugh a little as they walked through the streets with flower petals raining down on them.

“Bless you, my lady!”

“Long live the queen!!”

“Glory to Imperius!!”

“They honor your son, my lord.” Jasmine smiled while Marshall simply smirked and looked to the ground for a brief moment.

“I wish he was here, this honor belongs to both of you.”

“He saved my life…I’m grateful.” Jasmine said with a warm smile that caught Marshall’s attention.

“ Are you…close to my son?” He asked as they approached the palace gates.

“Well…I suppose you can say that,” Jasmine said with a small blush.

“My lady?” A nurse mare from the medical wing of the palace approached the new future queen and bowed.

“Apologies for disturbing you, but…it’s about your sister, Jade.”

Jasmine frowned and nodded as she and Lock and Marshall followed. They were led to the medical ward where many ponies, zebras, and even some griffins were still being tended to. In one room was filled with the females who enslaved with Zamnir before the escape. Most of the females were still recovering both mentally and physically, but the rest were on beds with bloated bellies. In the far corner of the room was Jade as she lay there with a sad frown, staring at her own bloated belly.

“We were told of what happened to them, and I already have most of the victims scheduled for abortions through this week. However, a few of them still wish to go through with their pregnancies. That includes your sister over there, surprisingly,” the nurse said.

“She wants to keep the kid?” Lock said and the nurse nodded.

“If you wish to speak with your sister, my lady, you may. But I advise not asking about her child.”

Jasmine nodded and approached her sister who seemed deep in thought while caressing her stomach but both already knew what the other was thinking.

“They want me to get rid of him, sister…” Jade said.

“They want me to kill my own child…”

“It’s understandable, given who his father was.” Jasmine replied.

“And that makes him guilty? Simply because he is the child of a monster?!?” Jade snapped at her sister.

“I know it may seem wrong to all of you but I will not condemn an innocent child to death for a fault that was not his!”

“You keep saying it’s a He, how do you know?” Jasmine asked.

“It’s a mother’s intuition, hopefully when you and Imperius have children, you’ll understand.” Jade replied, making her sister’s cheeks turn pink.

“We aren’t even together!” Jasmine huffed, making Marshall and Lock fight back a chuckle.

“Anyway, are you absolutely certain you wish to go through with this? You aren’t even 18.”

“My birthday is in a few months, so it’s fine.” Jade glanced at Lock.

“I would be in worse shape right now if Sir Lock hadn’t fixed my broken mind.”
“It was similar to the mares who were once red and purple collars back home,” Lock nodded.

“Besides, despite how Zamnir treated me, when he found out I was pregnant and before he was turned into…that, he actually showed compassion to me and the others here. Many would disagree with me, but I believe that deep down in his black heart, there was a bull who could actually feel. I want to try and set an example of what he could’ve been by raising my son. Besides, I remember years ago before I was sent away that we both wanted to become mothers and the aunts of each other’s children.” Jade looked at Jasmine with a sad frown.

“Are you saying you won’t love your nephew as much as you love me?”

“No! Sister, I would never do that!” Jasmine said with her hands raised in protest, making her laugh.

“Oh, I’m only teasing but, you better start finding a husband now that you’re queen, Imperius seems like a good match, wouldn’t you agree Sir Marshall?”

“Oh yes and if you’re curious, he’s quite…how do I put this? Energetic in bed.”

Jasmine's entire face turned bright red as steam shot out of her ears the second she heard those words and let out a shriek that made the entire room burst out laughing.

“MY LORD!!” A doctor shouted, bursting into the room.

“My lord, it’s your son!”

“What’s wrong? Is he alright?”

“Better than alright! He’s fully healed, it’s a miracle!!”

Marshall followed the doctor straight to Imperius’s room but were surprised to see both Luna and Celestia listening in.

“Uhh…girls?”

“Shh! Listen.” Luna said as all leaned in to hear the sound of a hospital bed creaking and the pleasured moans of a mare.

“Mmm Impy~!!” Moaned the familiar voice of Gumdrop who had come to visit her fiancé.

“Oh Gummy, I’ve missed you~! I missed you so much~!!” Imperius grunted as all could hear him pounding his mare against the walls of his room.

“My my, it seems our boy made a full recovery.” Celestia grinned.

“Shall we, dear sister?”

“Oh yes, let’s.” Luna smirked as she turned the door handle.

In the room, Imperius’s ear’s twitched at the sound of the door handle and panicked, but couldn’t stop thrusting into Gummy.

Oh no! Oh no! Come on! Hurry up!

“Yes! Harder, Impy, harder!” Gummy bleated.

Imperius groaned as he slammed back in one last time and erupted deep within his first mare. His seed flooded her womb with every burst until the door began to open. Imperius quickly but gently pulled out and jumped into bed with Gummy and pulled the sheets over them as the door opened.

“H-Hi mom!” Imperius said with a nervous smile.

“Two words, kid,” Lock said with a sly smirk.

“Volume and lock.” He pointed to the door’s lock, making Imperius blush profusely and Gummy giggle.

“Sorry, everypony, I couldn’t help myself! I was so happy to see my Impy again, I literally threw myself on him,” Gummy chirped.

“We can see and smell that, dear,” Marshall rolled his eyes.

“Get dressed, the both of you.”

The adults turned around and Imperius sighed heavily as he and Gummy put their clothes back on. Once they were done, the adults turned back around and they all immediately noticed something about Imperius.

“What’s with your wings, kid?” Lock pointed out.

“And your hair!” Celestia snapped as she grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled.

“Who gave you permission to turn it into a mohawk and dye it?!”

“Ow! But I like my hairstyle!” Imperius yelped.

“Wait, dye? I didn’t dye it.”

“Then how do you explain this?!”

Celestia reached in between her massive rack, as Lock looked away, and pulled out a mirror. What was once jet black hair on his mane and tail was now bright red. Strands of his hair were brighter shades of orange and yellow, giving his hair a sort of fiery appearance. Thinking back to Lock’s comment, Imperius glanced back at his wings and took a step back. He slowly unfurled them and, much to everyone’s shock, they looked even bigger than they were before. They had grown from a 4ft wingspan to a 6ft wingspan. The feathers had grown back, as if they were never burnt off, and each had a sort of red hue along each feather.

Lock whistled in admiration. “Nice set of wings, kid, a major improvement.”

“Wha…wha…WHAT HAPPENED TO MY HAIR?!!?” The prince screamed.

“That’s usually the ladies line.” His father quipped, earning him a playful jab from his wives.

“My quaff black mane…GONE!! I HAVE BACON HAIR!!”

“I don’t know, I think it looks good.” Gummy said with a smile and cuddled him.

“And you feel even warmer than before.”

“Hmm this must be the result of the potion you drank, it must’ve awakened your powers. Partially, at least.” Celestia surmised as Imperius looked at his tail.

“This is a nightmare…”

“No, waking up from a hangover next to a girl who’s your roommate’s girlfriend is a nightmare.” Everyone stared at Lock.

“Don’t judge me, I was a little shit back in college. This, Imperius, this is a good look for you.”

“Easy for you to say when you still have your hair color! And the red streak in your hair doesn’t count!”

“Would you quit your whining? So you got a new hairdo, who cares?” Lock rolled his eyes.

“At least you got a pair of brand spanking new wings.”

“I miss my hair…”

Lock and Marshall looked at each other. They both then smiled and nodded as Marshall fished something out of his pocket.

“Maybe we can give you something that’ll make you feel better?” Marshall said as he and Lock stepped forward. Imperius looked at his father and master as they both drew their sword and spear. The action confused the young prince as the men held their weapons in front of them.

“My son, kneel.”

Celestia and Luna both gasped excitedly.

Without thinking, the prince knelt before his father and teacher as Marshall held the sword above his son’s head and began to speak in a ceremonial tone.

“For valor in battle, for honor in service, I Marshall Avalon, Lord Regent of Equestria raise you. Stand Sir Imperius. The Phoenix Knight.” With two taps to the shoulder, Marshall had knighted his own son. A proud moment for a proud father.

To have his own father grant him knighthood was a dream come true as he stood up with prideful tears in his eyes and the entire room applauding him.

“I’m proud of you, kid, but it doesn’t end here,” Lock said as he too tapped his spear on both his shoulders.

“You have now officially graduated as my student. I have nothing more to teach you. From here on out, you’re your own master.”

Imperius smiled brightly as his father handed him a badge with the royal sigil and a ribbon.

“I’m so proud of you, Imperius!” Celestia wept happily.

“I’m finally a knight…” Imperius said, but then frowned a little.

“Mast-I mean, Lock? Did you manage to recover his body?”

Lock already knew who he was referring to and nodded somberly as he sheathed his spear.

“I had his body preserved, and cleaned. His family wants to meet you so you can be present to say farewell.”

“Thank you.” The prince said before walking off, the happy moment turned brief even as he was accompanied by Gumdrop.

“Let me come with you.” Gummy smiled while leaning on his shoulder, giving him a small comfort as he wrapped a wing around her.

The couple went to the palace gardens where the other gladiators had gathered and in the center was Bruze placed on a funeral pyre laced with flowers. Next to it were his wife and daughter who had been weeping for this tragic loss as the little minotaur held her fathers hand.

“Papa! Please…please wake up?” She begged as tears fell from her face.

“Oh, my little Petunia…” The female minotaur said sadly while gently taking her daughter away to hold her tight.

“It’ll be alright, I promise…”

Imperius fought back his tears as he approached the grieving family.

“Miss?”

“You must be the Warrior of the Sun,” the minotaur woman said.

“It’s so nice to meet the young stallion whom my husband spoke fondly of. My name is Vinan, this is my daughter Petunia.”

“I’m so sorry for your loss, ma’am, had I been just a little stronger…”

“None of that, please.” Vinan held up her hand.

“My husband was a proud and very prideful bull. I loved him and he loved me. He loved me enough to allow himself to be imprisoned and forced to fight in that colosseum. He had always told me that one day he may die, and I always told him not to speak like that. Over time, though, I began to accept it and prepare for the worst. Now that it has happened, I know he wouldn’t want me to huddle in a corner and cry. He would want me to keep living, for myself and for our little girl.”

“She’s very beautiful.” Imperius smiled at the weeping calf when Gummy offered her a cupcake to cheer her up.

“Hi sweety, how about a treat?”

“Thank you.” Petunia said in a sweet voice as she took the pastry and smiled a little when the rest of the men gathered around with torches, waiting for the prince to begin the ceremony.

“....This is the second time I lost someone I considered family.” Imperius began.

“And while I only knew him for a short time, I considered Bruze to be a man of true honor, courage and above all: Loyalty…he was a friend to you all…he was a father…and a teacher. Let us strive to honor his legacy and give strength to those who need it just as he gave it to us.”

The gladiators stood proud with tears in their eyes as Imperius and Vinan stepped back and watched as the pyre was lit.

“Thank you Bruze…for everything.” The prince said as Gumdrop hugged him and kissed his cheek.

The group gazed at the pyre in a moment of silence. Lock held his hand up to his face and said a silent prayer for the bull.

Do you wish to give the family a final farewell? Lock heard his master’s dark voice.

How so? Lock wondered.

His soul still lingers. I shall allow you to give the soul physical form for a brief moment. They deserve closure, don’t you agree?

Lock paused for a moment until he walked towards the pyre. He gestured for Vinan and Petunia to come forward for a moment, to which they did. Lock held his hand out towards the pyre and his hand was alight with flames. The pyre’s flames contorted for a moment until a silhouette of a large bull slowly came walking out. The soul of Bruze took form that was see-through as he paced towards his family with Lock’s hand still held out.

“Only for a moment, Bruze,” Lock said to the passed bull.

“My sweet Vee, my little flower…” Bruze said to his loved ones, his voice sounding like an echo, as Petunia reached out for her papa’s hand only for it to pass through.

“Papa, please don’t go…” The little calf begged.

“Oh, my sweet girl, I’ll be with ya always, even when ya can’t see me.” Bruze assured before looking at his wife.

“I won’t cross over until yer there with me, love. I promise.” He smiled at his wife who blew him a goodbye kiss before a gentle breeze carried him up into the sky as the last of the embers burned out.

Petunia was crying her eyes out as Vinan had trouble fighting back her own tears. Lock lowered his hand and sighed and Imperius felt a tear roll down his cheek.

“Thank you so much for doing this, sir,” Vinan said to Lock.

“My pleasure, you and your kid deserved the closure,” Lock said.

“Now it’s time to welcome the new queen of Saddle Arabia.”

“The coronation is tomorrow, word has already spread about the event,” Marshall said.

“Hmm, oh Rarity!” Lock called out and Rarity seemed to appear out of nowhere.

“Yes, darling?”

“A coronation of a princess requires only the most extravagant dress, wouldn’t you agree?” Lock chuckled as Rarity snapped her head towards Jasmine and even Jade with a manic smile, making the young princesses nervous.

“Oh yes, I agree! Something dashing, something daring! Something radiant!” Rarity beamed as Jasmine started to grow nervous.

“This won’t be an ordinary coronation though.” Celestia smirked.

“It won’t?” Gummy asked.

“No. It’ll also be a wedding! For you, my son and of course the new queen.”

“WHAT?!?” Everyone shouted in shock.

“B-but but mother?!?” Imperius protested.

“Oh come now dear, I’ve seen the way she looks at you and the whole city knows about your kiss before your last match.” Celestia said as all eyes turned to Jasmine who was blushing up a storm.

“Oh and you can bring your little Zebra marefriends too, the more the merrier!”

“Zebra…marefriends?”

Imperius gulped and Gummy slowly turned to her stallion.

“Just what were you doing while you were locked up, Impy?”

“N-Now hold on a minute, Gummy, there’s a reason for this!”

“I’m sure.” Gummy grabbed his ear and yanked on him hard.

“Let’s go meet these zebra marefriends of yours.”

“I’ll speak at your funeral, kid!” Lock laughed.

“Marriage…this soon?” Jasmine held her cheeks.

“I’m so happy for you, sister!” Jade said with glee.

“Princess, this wouldn’t just be an opportunity for you two to get closer,” Marshall said.

“If you would allow it, this could also be the start of a long awaited alliance.”

“How do you mean?” Jasmine said.

“Later! I must measure these young mares!” Rarity grabbed Jasmine and Jade and pulled them away.

“This is gonna be an interesting coronation,” Lock laughed.

Later that Evening

Council Room

“And that pretty much sums up our situation in Equestria,” Lock said.

Jasmine, Marshall, Celestia, Imperius, and Gummy were sitting in the palace council room with Jasmine sitting at the head. Marshall and his wives had just finished explaining everything that had happened since the beginning of their war and what they’ve done to prepare against Blueblood and the army of the undead. Meanwhile, Jasmine was patiently sitting and listening to all they had said.

“An entire army of the dead? I heard the stories but I thought they were just that. Stories.”

“Oh they’re real.” Imperius said when Ebony and Mona began massaging his wings and offering him some grapes.

“A small expedition I was with faced an entire army of those things and we barely got out alive!-girls, please stop.” He said, making the zebra sisters giggle as they moved back while Gummy stared daggers at them and growled.

“And as for the marriage to my son, this would give the chance Saddle Arabia needs to heal from this whole ordeal. Our friends from the north as well as our own citizens can provide the necessary needs for your citizens.”

“But…The King, Beorn. Will he consent to this alliance?”

“Beorn’s my friend, he’ll see reason.” Imperius said confidently when he felt Gummy hold him close.

“Gummy? What are you doing?”

“Guarding what’s mine!” She said while sticking her tongue out to Ebony and Mona who just waved back.

“Dad, is this how it was with you and momma Luna?”

“Oh, not even close.” Marshall said.

“I threatened to burn them alive with the sun’s rays,” Celestia said.

“And I said I’d send them to the dark side of the moon,” Luna added.

“…Mares are scary,” Imperius said.

“Ha! Buddy, you don’t know the half of it,” Lock barked out in laughter.

“And think of marriage as a way for you two to grow more accustomed to one another. Besides, Look at Beorn and Crysta. They were set up and they’re happier than ever. Teasing aside, I think you two would make a cute couple.”

“Before I make any decision, it is only fair that I ask for consent.” Jasmine looked at Gummy.

“We do not know each other, miss Gumdrop, but I am willing to confess that…I have developed feelings for your stallion. If you would permit it, may I join you in matrimony with Imperius?”

“Mmm, well…I guess it’s okay but I want Impy all to myself tonight!” Gummy stated as she squeezed him into her bosom.

“Uh…understandable.” Jasmine blushed.

“Oh but Gumdrop, you MUST let us join~.” Mona purred.

“Yes, we can show you your fiancé’s…weaknesses~.” Ebony added as Luna and Celestia looked on in surprise.

“My, my Imperius, you’ve found yourself some lively ones.” Luna smirked as the girls began to practically smother him.

“GIRLS, NOT IN FRONT OF MY FAMILY!!” The prince shrieked.

“Hahahaha! It’s good to have you back, Imperius!” Lock laughed out loud.

Later In The Night

“No!”

“Please?!”

“No!”

“Why not?!”

“He’s mine! That’s why!”

Three mares stood arguing with each other as Imperius sat on the edge of his bed and watched his fiancé argue with the zebra sisters.

“You can’t hog him to yourself!” Mona snapped.

“Sure I can!” Gummy flashed her engagement ring.

“Read it and weep! I’m the only one walking down that aisle!”

“But he slept with us!” Ebony said.

“Heat of the moment! Doesn’t count!”

“Girls, stop!” Imperius shouted, finally stopping their argument.

“Gumdrop, I love you very much…but I also love them. They took care of me when I was hurt, they looked out for me and I looked out for them?”

“What about me?!” Gummy sobbed.

“You are more special to me than anything in ALL of Equestria-IN ALL THE UNIVERSE!” The prince shouted with both arms raised before letting his mare look at him.

“I would never trade you for anything. I just ask that you share my heart with them.”

Gummy sniffled while looking at Mona and Ebony before returning her gaze to Imperius.

“So you won’t leave me for them?”

“Never.”

“Gumdrop.” Gummy turned to Ebony.

“Look, I get it, he was your first, but he was also our first too. He showed us compassion in a place where the word meant little to nothing. If anything, he’s more our savior than our lover.”

“Is there any way we can prove ourselves?” Mona wondered.

Gummy thought about the question for a few minutes until she got an idea.

“Okay, you want to form an official herd with Imperius and I?” The zebra sisters nodded fervently.

“Then do him.”

“Huh?” The sisters tilted their heads as she sat down in a chair.

“Right here, right now, do him. I’ll watch.”

“Wait, what?!” Imperius yelped.

CLOP!

The sisters immediately pounced on the prince as a couple of his feathers went flying and Mona instantly mashed her lips onto his and Ebony eagerly flung off her top before bringing his hand toward her soft breast.

“Mmm! Mmm.” The prince muffled something but was silenced by Mona’s tongue wrestling with his while Gummy let out a short giggle.

“I see why you like them, Impy.” She said before biting her lip in anticipation.

“Mmmwah! Ready for your treat~?” Mona asked as she moved up to where her breasts were hanging over the prince, still concealed behind her bra.

Imperius glanced at Gummy who simply wiggled her eyebrows at him. His eyes went back to the zebra mare’s dark gray nippes and sighed as he gave in. Imperius latched onto her right tit and began suckling like a foal.

“Mmm, that’s it~,” Mona said as she pressed his face more into her breasts.

“Ooh, he’s already hard~,” Ebony purred as she noticed the tent in his pants.

While Mona tended to Imperius with her breasts, Ebony crawled down and pulled down his trousers. However, as she pulled them down, she was unprepared to see the mast that sprang out from its sheath. The girls were all familiar with how well-endowed Imperius was before. Now, after that spectacle in the coliseum and that potion he drank, his cock was even bigger than before. Ebony gazed at the now girthyer and taller neat stick as her pupils slowly turned into little hearts.

“Now you see why I wanted to get it on with him so soon back in the medical ward~,” Gummy giggled as she rubbed her breasts.

The prince smirked while still attached to Mona’s breast and gently grabbed the back of Ebony’s head as he pushed her towards his erection, urging her to take it all down her throat while using his other hand to pinch her sister’s soft flank and made her yelp.

“Mmm bad boy~.” Mona smirked while playfully smacking his head.

Ebony breathed heavily as she licked his dick from the base to the tip. His musk and taste were intoxicating as she kept licking him like a popsicle. Unable to wait any longer, Ebony came back up to his tip, opened her maw up wide, and slid his phallus into her mouth and down her throat.

“Oh buck~!” Imperius moaned as Ebony sucked hard.

“My sister really likes your new and improved tool, baby~,” Mona said. She crawled up over Imperius and positioned his head between her legs. Imperius could tell that her pussy was absolutely drenched already from his ministrations.

“Want a topper~?”

“Does it matter if I say no?”

“Mm hmm nope~.” Mona smiled as she planted her wet folds onto her lover’s muzzle while he cupped her soft flank in his hands.

“Ohhh, yess~.” The zebra mare moaned with her head tilted back as she felt her prince’s tongue lap at her and felt his hands squeeze and massage her flank like dough.

“Mmm~.” Imperius hummed as his wings unfurled and a few more of his feathers decorated the room, one landing on Gumdrops lap as she watched Ebony’s flank sway with every bob of her head on her fiance’s shaft.

“Hmm.” She hummed to herself before sneaking over and using the feather on her exposed tushie.

“Cootchie, cootchie, coo~!”

“Mmm, hmm hmm!!” Ebony let out a muffled laugh that sent vibrations down the prince’s stallionhood and drove him almost to the brink.

Imperius grunted as he felt his climax near, due to Ebony’s ministrations. Before he came, he grabbed the back of Ebony’s head and slammed it down, making the mare’s eyes go wide. Spurt after spurt of his essence poured down her throat and into her stomach and her eyes rolled back as she gulped down ever drop. At the same time, Mona screeched out loud and came all over Imperius’s face, coating his muzzle in her love juices. As the lovers basked in the afterglow, Gummy hummed in delight as she sat back down.

“Sorry, Ebony, I couldn’t resist. I wanted you to really get a taste of him~.”

Ebony audibly slurped upwards and popped off his dick. She panted loudly with her tongue hanging out as she fell on her back and spread her legs and winking pussy.

“B-Buck me~!” Ebony moaned.

“Please buck me! Make a mess of me! Buck me like you’re trying to put a foal in me!”

“Uh, uh, uh girls. Time to show you why I am Impy’s favorite~.” Gumdrop said as she sauntered over to the other side of the bed and crawled on like a cat stalking its prey with a hungry look in her eyes.

“Impy~?” She cooed while turning around and pulled down her pajama shorts to reveal her signature marshmallow panties while shaking her rump for her prince.

“Need a sugar boost~?”

“Mmm, it’s been a while since I had a plump, sweet marshmallow~.” The prince grinned while taking in the view.

Both Ebony and Mona watched in astonishment as they had never thought of using their flanks like that and gasped when Imperius pounced on his mare and chomped down on her flank, making her give out a loud moan.

“Ohhh I missed that~!” Gumdrop exclaimed and even shoved Imperius’s face into her flank.

“Bite me again, Impy~!”

Chomp! Chomp! Chomp!

Imperius left bite marks all over her flank cheeks. Soon her whole flank had teeth marks.

“Now, since I’m feeling generous, and since you already look like you’re about to go crazy, I’ll let you take him on the first round~.”

“Nnng my prince~!” Ebony moaned as Imperius loomed over her and hilted himself inside her as they locked each other in a passionate kiss and his wings covered them like a warm blanket.

“Ahhh Imperius~!!”

“Nnng! Gummy, come here~.” Imperius sighed while plowing Ebony. Gumdrop answered her fiance’s call and seated herself next to the lovers before being pulled in by his wing and felt him latching onto her breast as he did to Mona earlier.

“Ohhh Impy~!”

“You’re so sweet my little marshmallow~.” The prince whispered as he pulled on her nipple with his teeth while continuing to thrust into Ebony.

“Mmm, Jazzy is going to love you~!” Ebony cried out while her legs hung in the air.

“Think she’ll really accept the wedding proposal?”

“After the way she kissed you? You bet she will~.”

“Mmm…Ebony, turn around and shake that sexy flank for me~.” Imperius ordered as he stopped to allow Ebony some time to breathe.

Ebony caught her breath and turned around on all fours, while keeping his shaft inside her.

“My prince, my king! Please plow me!” Ebony shook her bubbly striped flank.

“I want you to mark me in front of your head mare! Make me yours forever!”

Imperius licked his lips and leaned down to chomp on Ebony’s left ass cheek. She yelped and moaned in pleasure as he then grabbed two handfuls of her ass and began pounding away. Mona and Gummy watched as the zebra mare got pounded and then looked at each other. One glance was all they needed as they latched onto each other’s lips and began passionately making out with each other.

“Now that’s a sight I could get used to seeing~,” Imperius grinned as he continued to plow Ebony. The prince soon felt a tension build up in his groin, prompting him to thrust faster and harder.

“Oh buck, I’m gonna!” The prince groaned while holding on tight to his zebra lover and with a very loud neigh, he released his load into her as she gasped with her eyes wide open and felt every drop of his seed pour into her.

“Ohh hope you have some for us Impy~.” Gummy giggled before feeling Mona suckle on her right nipple.

The prince panted with satisfaction before giving Ebony’s flank a playful smack that made her giggle before she pulled him down for a kiss.

“I love you girls.” He smiled while taking turns to kiss each of them.

“We love you too Impy.” Gumdrop smiled while straddling him.

Gumdrop raised her hips over Imperius’s dick and lowered herself, penetrating her wet pussy until it reached the entrance of her womb.

“Oooh~,” Gummy shuddered as her eyes rolled back and her tongue hung out.

“I’ll never get tired of this feeling~.“

She raised her hips and came back down, then began jumping on her lover. The two were both moaning out loud as Imperius watched her breasts flop up and down. He reached up and grasped both of her milk makers, giving them a hard squeeze and pinched her nipples.

“I love you, Gummy! So much! I want to marry you as soon as we get home!” Imperius shouted.

“Me too~!” Gummy cried with a wide smile as she rode him.

“And I love you so much too!”

“You girls as well!” Imperius looked over at the two zebra sisters.

“I’ll marry you as well! We’ll all be one big happy herd!”

Just outside their door, Jasmine could see the whole event unfolding before her eyes as she watched Ebony and Mona push their breasts into their lover’s mouth. They began moaning as he looked like he was sucking them dry while Gumdrop kept yelping with every slam of her hips. Jasmine, meanwhile, had slipped one of her hands down her panties while the other fondled her breasts.

“G-goodness…if we get married then…” Jasmine’s thoughts began to drift into a lewd daydream as she imagined herself being ravaged by the prince and even baring him a foal after Gummy cried out something rather surprising.

“I want a whole ton of foals~!” Gummy moaned as the zebra sisters got their fill of pleasure and allowed Imperius to pin her to the bed as her legs shot up into the air.

“How about we settle for one foal each? Don’t want you to be too tired from birthing so many~.” Imperius smiled as Gummy’s eyes lit up and she locked her legs tight around him.

“Nnng~!! Fill me impy! Stuff this marshmallow with your cream~!!”

“I love you-GUMMY!!” The prince said before letting out a very loud neigh that even made the zebra sisters tremble with arousal. Gumdrop gripped the sheets and gritted her teeth as she felt her future husband fill her to the brim.

“You girls…I don’t deserve you.” The prince sighed with a smile before they took turns kissing him.

“Yes you do.” Ebony said.

“And I can’t think of any other stallion more fit to marry Jazzy than you~.” Mona smiled while making the prince suck on her tit again.

Outside, Jasmine’s whole hand was drenched with her fem cum and she breathed heavily after cumming a few times in a row. Her face was flushed and she stood up on shaky legs as she took her leave. She paused for a moment and looked over her shoulder with little hearts in her eyes.

“One night, my sweet prince, one night~.”

CLOP END!

The Next Morning

Celestia had risen the sun while Luna lowered the moon and the royal family, Night Witches, and Lock were having breakfast together with Jasmine. As they ate, the double doors opened to reveal three happily skipping mares and one half dead-looking prince. Lock and Marshall suppressed a chuckle as they watched Imperius drag himself to the table while his girls sat themselves down.

“Long night, kid?” Lock teased.

“I trust you girls had a historic evening?” Celestia smirked, making the girls giggle.

“The boy has more energy than me when I was that age.” Marshall complimented his son who didn’t seem to care as he poured himself some coffee and added several sugar cubes to it.

“Strange, where’s Rarity?” The lord regent finally asked.

“She’s catching up with her family, they were allowed to drop by once all the drama had settled.” Star said before helping herself to Celestia’s signature pancakes.

“I’m a tad nervous about what she’s gonna do with those…recordings she took to show Spike,” Lock said.

“What recordings?” Selene wondered.

“Research,” Lock said, dodging the question.

A servant walked up from behind Lock and handed him a small note. Lock unrolled the note and nearly spat out his coffee.

Spike loved the recordings, darling, he even said you two should have a go with me together~!

Love,
Your new sexy night which.

There was a dark purple lipstick kiss mark as Lock tucked the note away.

“Sheesh, that mare,” Lock grumbled.

“Are you prepared for your coronation, Princess Jasmine?” Luna asked the young Saddle Arabian princess.

“A little, yes.” Jasmine admitted.

“What if…I’m no good at it?”

“You’ll have help.” Celestia said with a confident smile.

“As it so happens, my sister and I are actually taking some much needed time off since we have new arrivals on the way.”

“So we have agreed to teach you all there is to being a ruler and a mother.” Luna winked, making the princess blush.

“Oh right…the wedding…”

“EE! I can’t wait!” Gumdrop chirped while hugging Imperius.

“I get to be a real PRINCESS! My parents are gonna flip! Well except for mom because she flips a lot.”

“I’m sure Pinkie Pie will be very happy.” Selene smiled at the happy couple.

“First thing’s first, we gotta make you queen,” Lock said.

“And if you don’t mind, the wedding will take place in Canterlot.” Lock then got an idea.

“Actually, why not make it a double wedding?”

“Double wedding?” Marshall said.

“Sure, by my watch, Beorn’s gonna get married soon too. So, why not have Beorn and Imperius get married at the same time?”

“What a fantastic idea!” Celestia clapped her hands.

Thump!

“Oh, and we can’t forget about you, my little one.” She smiled at her pregnant belly.

“I still can’t believe they’ll be here soon.” Marshall sighed.

“I was hoping the war would’ve ended by now.”

“Now husband, don’t be so glum.” Luna said with a kiss to his cheek.

“What’s important is that our family is growing and our kingdom will be all the better for it.”

“I suppose you’re right but…it still saddens me that Wulfric will not be here to see the birth of his children…”

“May the gods watch over him,” Lock said, then clapped his hands.

“Right then! Jasmine, you should go meet with Rarity to get fitted for your coronation/wedding dress. Imperius? Your parents have a gift for you waiting in the training grounds.” Lock stood up and headed for the door with Tarra.

“We’re off to spread the word about the main event.”

“Gift? What gift?” Imperius wondered.

His family only smiled as they stood up with him and his herd and led them towards the training grounds. Upon arrival, both Canterlot and Saddle Arabian ponies were intermingling with each other. In the center of the area was something draped in a brown cloak. Marshall and Celestia stood on both sides of the cloak with proud smiles.

“Son, now that you are a knight, it is only right that you look the part. So I had Smith forge something out of some spare Valyrian ore for this very occasion,” Marshall said.

He grasped the cloak and pulled it off, revealing a full set of armor.

“Whoa…” Was all the prince said as he glided his hand over the polished plates and saw his reflection in the helmet.

“When you march out to war, you will wear this with pride and I know you will make our kingdom proud.” Marshall said with pride while Celestia hugged her son tight with a delighted squeal.

“Ohh my precious little phoenix!”

“Mother…” Imperius sighed as his fellow gladiators began snickering.

“Mom, dad. I have a request.” The prince said with a more serious tone to his parents.

“I’d like to make the former gladiators my personal guard.”

Both Marshall and Celestia were surprised at such a request and were already having second thoughts as they looked at the rowdy bunch.

“Umm…Son are you sure you…”

“Trust me dad, they’re a good bunch despite their…background.”

“Hmm, very well, I accept those terms,” Celestia said with a nod.

“We shall enlist them upon our return to Canterlot.”

Imperius nodded as Marshall called over some guards. Imperius then raised his arms as they began putting on the armor, piece by piece. The royal family and his herd watched the armor be attached to his body. Once the last piece, his armored cloak, was draped over his shoulders, the scabbard to his halberd was attached to his back along with his weapon. Another guard procured a Valyrian sword for the prince. Imperius took it and strapped it to his hip. The prince then took the helmet off the mannequin and held it in his hands. There was a still silence in the air as he turned around to face his family. Marshall beamed with pride at his son, a tear threatening to escape his eye.

“How do I look?” Imperius asked.

“Like a true knight.” Marshall smiled proudly at his son.

“And just in time for your big day.” Lock complimented as the castle servants began bringing out food and barrels of wine to celebrate.

“Now, like any good wedding, the groom gets a bachelor party. Minus the dancers.” Marshall chuckled after his son noticed his mothers and sister crossing their arms and glaring at his father.

“Enough jabbering! LET’S DRINK!!” Grubber shouted as the men filled their mugs and toasted the young prince.

The party started almost immediately once the setting was changed to the ballroom. Laughs were shared, stories were told, songs were sung, and nearly everyone marvelled at Imperius’s new armor. The sound of glass clinking was heard and the noise slowly died down. All heads turned to Celestia and Luna who stood at the far end of the room.

“We thank you all for attending this ceremony, this day,” Celestia announced as the audience clapped.

“As the sun shines down on a newly reformed Saddle Arabia, so does a new moon, come the night. For many years, this country has seen great evils and has been through dark times. But thankfully, those times have come to an end thanks to the combined efforts of my son, Imperius, the Night Witches, and the Hand of the Devil himself.” More applause to each of the named individuals.

“Now we shall commence an occasion that many of you have been waiting for.” Celestia nodded her head to each side as trumpets began to play. “Mares and gentlestallions, creatures of all kinds, I, Princess Celestia, present to you all your new ruler of Saddle Arabia!”

The double doors opened and revealed a trail of handmaidens who sang together. Trailing behind them was a mare that made a certain prince do a double take. Jasmine strode in wearing a beautifully crafted dress, adorned with rhinestones and the finest silk around. Her mane and tail were combed and smoothed out with hair oil that made them both shimmer in the light. Her makeup made her look like that of a goddess, her smile was calm and collected. She also wore white gloves that went up to her elbows, a nice touch on Rarity’s part. Imperius could not bear to tear away his gaze as she strode in and Gummy giggled to herself.

“You alright, sweetie?” Gummy teased.

“Uh…yeah, yeah I’m fine.” The prince said, unable to turn his gaze away from Jasmine until Gumdrop squeezed his arm in between her breasts.

“Don’t forget, big boy, you gotta marry her.” She reminded her lover while kissing his cheek and almost yelped when she felt his hand groping her flank.

“Don’t think you’re out of the picture yet, my little marshmallow.” He smirked before being signaled to join the princess.

“While this is a bit sudden, I can think of no better way to solidify our new alliance than by allowing my son; Your champion to wed your new ruler.” Celestia announced with many of the audience cheering in approval.

Imperius stood next to Jasmine as they faced each other.

“Imperius, though the conditions are sudden and unprepared, do you still take this mare to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

“I do,” Imperius nodded.

“And do you, Jasmine, take Imperius to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I-I do,” Jasmine said, nearly choking due to happiness.

“Then by the power vested in me, I, Princess Celestia, hereby pronounce you husband and wife! Furthermore, I dub this mare as Queen of Saddle Arabia! Imperius, you may now kiss your bride.” Celestia unfurled her wings out wide.

Unlike their first kiss, Jasmine was suddenly caught by surprise when Imperius pulled her in and planted a kiss right on her lips and she felt her whole body tingling and slowly melted into the kiss while Imperius’ new bodyguard kept hooting and hollering before the newlyweds finally broke their kiss.

“W-Wow…” Jasmine moaned.

“I agree,” Imperius chuckled.

“I’m honoured to call you my wife.”

The rest of the day was filled with smiles and loud party noises. All was going to plan for the royal family, and the war looked as though it was nearing its end.

Near The Equestrian Border

A large encampment of Blueblood loyalists sat in waiting as the night hung over them. In the center of the encampment was a poor captured Canterlot soldier who was nearly beaten to a pulp. Blueblood himself then strode in, wearing dark plated armor and stood over the stallion with a glare. To the side, a couple of his guards held a bucket, a lit torch, and a few rats they had captured.

“I have questions for you, whelp, and you shall answer,” Blueblood hissed.

“If you’re looking for info on the city then you’re out of luck. You already know every entrance both known and unknown.” The soldier chuckled before one of Blueblood’s guards removed his shirt and gestured for the men to bring the bucket and rats.

“True, but what I don’t know is why is the so-called King in The North is here and not pursuing me or my remaining allies? What is it that he’s up to?”

The guard stayed silent until one of the guards dropped a couple rats into the bucket before slamming it onto his stomach and kept it in place with his boot.

“This might hurt a little.”

A guard held the lit torch at the end of the barrel. The rats began to panic when it suddenly got hot and tired to scurry away but were trapped. They then began to claw at the soldier’s flesh a little, making him wince and grunt in pain.

“Hey! Are you crazy?! Get them off me!” The soldier yelped.

“Tell me what he’s doing at the castle,” Blueblood repeated.

“Taking a break?! I don’t know!” The rats clawed more and began to nip at him, drawing blood.

“Gah! They’ll tunnel right through me!”

“That’s what I’m hoping for, now talk.”

“Aaaahh! Alright! Alright! He’s getting married! The prince too! Their wedding is within a week!”

Blueblood ordered his men to stop, his interest having been piqued by the information.

“A wedding you say? Well that sounds fun.” The prince smirked while giving a few playful pats to the prisoners face.

“See what happens when you communicate?” He asked with a smug expression.

“Thank you for the information. Gentlemen, have fun.” He said before walking off as his men began to laugh and brought the torch up to the bucket again.

“What’re you doing?!? STOP! STOOOP!! AAAGGGHHHH!!!”

Meanwhile

Midnight Palace

“Last chance, young Apple Jewel, are you certain you wish to accompany me to the Red Dunes?” Discord warned the young mare.

“I’m not some helpless city filly, Discord. I can handle myself.” Applejewel said while making sure her armor was secured with the men ogling her.

“Anyone tries anything with her, they get booted to the end of reality.” discord threatened with a murderous glare.

The soldiers then backed off as Scoli giggled to herself.

“You have quite the fan club,” Scoli teased her marefriend.

“Well, too bad for them, I don’t swing that way,” Apple Jewel said confidently as she finished preparing her gear.

“Ready, Discord.”

Discord nodded and waved goodbye to Scorpan.

“Wish us luck, my boy!” The two set off for their journey to the Red Dunes.

“We shall most definitely need it…”

End.