"Now entering Prince Blueblood!" The guard stomped his armored hoof on the marble tiled floor. Soon enough, the blinds to the windows closed, darkening the entire courtroom.

The doors opened, and a blinding light upon widening, presented the blond unicorn prince. His arrival was nothing but grand as the pure, groomed white coat shimmered under the lights, and his mane flickered in the... wind?

Hoof clappings echoed throughout the courtroom amongst the stallion's and mare's in the audience.

Celestia's lips turn upwards at the sight before her, ignoring the face hooving of Inkwell below at her desk, and the not in the least, modest eye rolls of the guards.
"Prince Blueblood, another wonderful entrance I see? Now what could be the occasion this time?" She grinned when he waved the servant behind him with the fan and spotlight to leave.

The curtains of the windows were pulled away, returning the natural lighting, and the doors were immediately closed. Celestia, however, caught a glimpse of a furious brown earth pony stallion in a purple pinstripe suit. "Seeing how you are the first in line."

Flinging his mane to the side, causing Inkwell to groan, Prince Blueblood showered her the most confident smile, that Celestia was lucky enough to have already been acquainted with. "Greetings, Aunty! But, there was a must for my sudden arrival."

"Please tell me it's not another renovation, or pool... he's already went past the requirements." Inkwell snapped under her breath as Blueblood trotted up to the stairs that led to Celestia's desk.

She arched a brow. "Really?" Celestia also hoped it really wasn't another one of his, projects. "Tell me."

He flung his mane to the side... again. "Why, it has come to my mind that I don't have a castle yet!"

The audience gasped.

Inkwell's light brown eyes twitched. Quickly lifting two piles of papers from under her desk, she started her distraction.

Smile wide and untroubled, Celestia laughed. "That is some news, Prince Blueblood."

"Hmph, I know." He pushed his mane in the air with a hoof. "It's a miracle I am finally able to tell you, Aunty Celestia!"

She gazed down at him. "My, will you explain how you ever reached such a conclusion?"

"It's quite obvious, Aunty. My lovely cousin Cadence has one, and that something Sparkle does too! So it makes so much sense that I," he said with such esteem and a hoof on his chest, "Prince Blueblood, am more than qualified to have my own."

"...Next he'll ask for a country, and they'll all be doomed..." mused one guard to the other, his hoof next to his muzzle.

"He already did."

"...."

"Prince Blueblood?"

"Yes?" He said, more focused on his hoof than the Princess.

Celestia frowned, and rubbed her pounding forehead. "Have you ever questioned why, you don't have one?"

"Hmmm..." he tapped his chin with a jutted lip, "I suppose not. But does it really matter? I'm a prince. A royal! And a royal should get a castle."

The audience nodded with hums of agreement.

"Yet, you have all that you need."

"Of course I have all that I need, Celestia. Is it not fair that I don't get what I want?" He placed a hoof on his chest.

Celestia glanced down at Inkwell and continued, "Prince Blueblood, too much of a want, will never satisfy a pony. And too much of a selfishly good thing, could never be good." She motioned a guard at the doors to come. "Would it perchance you to..." she tapped her chin, "establish an orphanage, or open a residency?"

He craned his neck back. "Then of course a castle, would fit my needs!"

Her lips thinned. "Then, I would like you to think about it, Prince Blueblood. You may leave."

"Wha!" He looked behind him to see the doors opening.

"Oh, and while you're at it, take some time from court, maybe a vacation." Celestia warm smile returned. "Morning court could be so stressful sometimes." She waved as he was being gently escorted out.

Inkwell sighed as the doors slammed behind the stubborn Prince.

"Alright Inkwell, who is next?" Celestia rubbed her eyes, and smiled down at one of her most trusted aides, now too fixated on one of her large pile of paperwork.

She peeked her light brown eyes up at her Princess. "I'm sorry?"

"Who is next?" Celestia shining her an amused grin.

"OH! Oh, yes, yes!" Tongue stuck out, she flipped through the two foot pile at her left and pulled out a paper in her rose red aura. "The, um..." she adjusted her round, black frame glasses, squinting down at whatever was on the paper. "I can never get his name right." She whispered. "Good...Goo--"

Celestia closed her eyes and pronounced the name fluently. "Goodifindanhooves Choco Nettle, of Tasty Chocolate Factory?"

"Yes, that..." looking back at the paper with boggling eyes, Inkwell cleared her throat, "he wishes to settle the matter with the exportation of chocolate from Germaneigh and Griffendale."

"And what could be the problem? We don't receive our next shipment in a month...."

Levitating another paper from the pile, she narrowed her eyes. "Actually... due to some issues," Inkwell pushed up her glasses, "...he states that it'll probably take four more."

"Hm..." Celestia laid her head back on the soft, felt like covering, of her morning courtroom chair, "I see...."

A silent murmur over took the room from around the two.

"Princess?" Inkwell placed the papers down on the table.

"Hm?"

"Should we cancel morning court, early? We can continue tomorrow?" She frowned, wrapping her aura around any fallen or out of order paper, and placing them back under the desk. "Princess Twilight did send a letter mentioning how the construction of her school is going well to you, we could go and see?" She whispered, not wanting the rest of the court to know of the upcoming, surprise school.

She raised a hoof. "No, it's file. There's no reason to cancel. I think I may have a slight headache," Celestia rubbed her temples with both hooves, "it is nothing fatal."

"Fine." Inkwell corrected her, and stood up from the cushion, adjusting her glasses to look at the nervous guards standing by the courtroom door, and sneak a glance at noble's leaning close to the edge for a better look.

"Yes," Celestia bobbed her head, "of course," then shook it to wake up, "kind."

"I'm getting Princess Lu—." She watched as her princess continuously bobbed her head with distant, pale magenta eyes. Her multi-colored mane that usually waved in a nonexistent existant wind, was but a flat calm river.

"No, just, just tell me what are th—"

"KYAAAA!!" A mare fell back from the rail.

Ponies jumped from their cushions upon their princess's head sickingly crashing down on her desk...

scrambled around and from the balcony screaming.

Breaking away from her stupefied gawk, Inkwell reeled towards the entrance. "GUARDS!" She motioned to the already running guards leaving the area and the large open doors.

The earth pony stallion stared in shock at the unconscious Princess of The Sun and co-ruler of Equestria.

"Zee...zee brincess." He pointed a trembling hoof at Celestia. "Sche...

"sche...

"SCHE IS DEAD!"

Author's Note

Oh.