Of Stars and Sails

by RadBunny

Rating: teen
Tags: Other, Romance, Adventure, My Little Pony: The Movie, Princess Skystar, Griffons, Violence, Death, Drama, Gore, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Queen Novo
Length: 112601

When an eccentric gryphon and his for-hire crew are tasked with kidnapping a Princess for her own safety, it was sure to be an odd job. But when plans and alliances fail, no port is safe when a dagger is hidden behind every friendly smile.

Captain Galen and his for-hire crew were well known for taking odd and dangerous jobs. Be it mapping dangerous areas to taking emergency distress calls, the crew had seen it all. After a solid two weeks of back to back work, the crew looked forward to dropping off a captured criminal and getting some rest. An urgent request interrupts their plans however, and they are tasked with kidnapping a Princess to keep her out of murderous claws.

But all is not what it seems, and before the dust settles relationships will be forged and tested as the foundations of kingdoms are shaken to their roots. What started as a odd yet straightforward two-week job now has no end in sight, and there are no safe harbors from the storms of war that loom on the horizon.

Highly recommended reading for continuity hints and therefore spoilers for (Gallus and Silverstream Adventure): Stream of Silver, Heart of Gold & Prison of Ice with Silver Keys
(In the description of the first chapter, the key points will be summarized for those who don't wish to read the other stories)

Other Spoilers: Seasons 1-8, MLP Movie, the comic 'The Stormy Road To Canterlot' (And others), and chapter book 'Beyond Equestria: Fluttershy Balances the Scales
Tag Info: Violence/Death/Gore tags for plenty of fight scenes both large and small.

Published 2019-02-08 16:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-07-25 18:53:30 UTC

Chapter Two: A Desperate Plea

“Captain? We’ve got a problem.” Tilly called up to Galen, who was currently leaning on the main steering column of the airship.
“Hmm?” He yawned, the noon-day sun having worked its sleepy magic as the gryphon struggled back from a daze as they rounded the last third of their Klugetown voyage.
“The hospital. They’re requesting our help. Something about the main mana fuses blowing?”
Galen toggled a switch on the side of the wheel, switching control of the ship to Alabaster as he scrambled down to the main deck.
“What?! They should have backup ones, and backups TO the backups!” He growled, looking over the scroll Tilly handed him, transcribed from their crystal radio.
The gryphoness saw Galen’s eyes narrow, the captain’s eyes scanning across the message twice.
“You have got to be kidding me…Al! Full power, we need to get there now!” He bellowed into the nearest crystal. The ship lurched forward, a cone of arcane energy blasting from the powerful crystal emitters on the stern.

“It was a manufacturing flaw. The primary fuses and backups are all from the same batch. It should have been caught…” Galen explained, shaking his head as Tilly blinked, wings shrugging slightly.
“So how bad is it?” She asked, Gauze poking her head out of the cabin to listen in.
“One of the two fuses blew. If the second one goes, that means no more mana crystals or projectors. That removes all of the hospital’s power, and two thirds of the surgeons and doctors wouldn’t be able to continue. The backups run on the same fuses too- so that won’t last. Any patients requiring vital support won’t make it if that fails too.” He muttered, claws drumming across a wooden railing.

“The next shipment is coming- they just have to hold out for eight hours. I doubt those fuses will hold for two though.”
“Then what’s the plan?” Gauze piped up, seeing Tilly smile ever so slightly.
“We get the Captain to the hospital. He does the rest.” She looked over to Galen, who nodded briefly, deep in thought.
“That about covers it. I might need a distraction- so tell your husband please.” He added, glancing over to Tilly.

“Oh boy. I get to wear an itchy cape again. Could you have enchanted any other item with a disguise spell?” Pergin grumbled, overhearing the captain as he joined the gathering crew on the main deck.
“What are you doing this time, Captain?” Gears asked, the hedgehog emerging from one of the hatches and noticing the gryphons’ tail was lashing with nerves.
“Probably something rash and stupid…” The gryphon muttered, staring at the deck in thought.

“Eh. We figured- but I’m guessing it’ll work.” Gears remarked with a grin.
“Alabaster, I want to come in as fast as possible. I’ll fly down to the main entrance and head to the basement from there. Connect the ship’s core to the hospital’s to see if we can supplement power, even for a few moments.” Galen called out, the other members of the crew watching as he clambered down the main ladder into the ship.
“…Vacation after saving the hospital then.” Pergin muttered, getting an elbow from Tilly.
“But at least a vacation.” She whispered, the grumbly gryphon relaxing a bit.
“And we are saving a bunch of lives, another positive. This is assuming our captain doesn’t burn himself out again with work…”
Staunch and Gears exchanged a glance, shrugging their own shoulders as the other two bantered back and forth, the airship rocketing towards the town on the Badlands horizon.
“Never a dull day.” The hedgehog huffed, a slight smile twitching at his features.

“Anything else?” The unicorn mare growled, the two reptilian creatures in front of her cowering in fear. Her shadow stretched to cover the entire wall of the dimly lit alleyway, the mare’s eyes flashing with a dangerous white energy.
“T-that’s it! I swear!” The would-be mugger stammered, scrambling away as the dark green pony as fast as he could.
Useful information, but not how I wanted to get it… She mused, covering up with a black cloak that shimmered and sparked with magic.

Exiting the alleyway, the mare meandered through the streets of Klugetown, prying eyes passing over the invisibility spell without a thought.
Now, to go to the source and stop stalling.

Rounding the corner of a stone building, the mare looked up and actually took a breath in surprise. Towering above the marketplace and metal dwellings, a solid granite structure rose from the red and tan Badlands rock like a flame amongst a sand dune. Dwarfing the ramshackle metal towers and buildings next to it, the monolithic structure looked more like a fortress than anything else. Written in multiple languages across the large entrance, ‘Klugetown General Hospital’ was backlit by a few blue crystal lights that made it shine day or night. A separate entrance to her left bore the lettering ‘Immediate Trauma Entrance,’ likely leading to the immediate emergency sections. The rectangular building was easily fifteen floors tall, the uppermost levels slightly smaller than the last as it rose in a half pyramid shape to the sky. On the roof appeared to be a series of antenna and a communication apparatus- fancy equipment for a building in Klugetown squalor…

To either side of the large stone columns, six heavily armored guards stood to either side of the main entrance. Clad in thick metal armor, each individual held spears and swords at their sides as they surveyed the individuals coming and going. A strange symbol adorned the upper left corner of their armor- a shield with some other design inscribed on it.
Interesting. Two minotaur’s, two gryphons- and two ponies!?
Hmm.
Her gaze was drawn away by a low roar that echoed through the sky- an airship flaring to a stop on a nearby rock bluff dock. A single individual flew down- vanishing among the metal skyline.
Come to think of it, the buildings nearest this one are better kept, and the marketplace did have a much better selection of wares. Perhaps this festering sore of a town is beginning to heal.

Passing though the entrance, the mare felt a slight shiver run down her spine as one of the guards looked directly at her- but his gaze continued on, not stopping on the hidden pony.
This cloak could conceal a dragon- and then there’s the other spells on top of it. I’m safe until I choose to remove it…

On entering the hospital, the mare looked around for a good starting point. She had a few moments to be sure, so more checking couldn’t hurt. In front of her was the primary check in desk, where a gryphoness was chatting with a reptile pair- one of whom had an arm in a sling. To either side of the desk were four entrances; an emergency and operating entrance, and non-critical entrance (which the mare assumed led to general examination rooms,) then two other double doors leading to the general halls.

Looking around, the mare was suddenly struck by a sense of normalcy. A family of ponies in the corner was playing with a young colt who was wearing a surgical mask, and two elderly gryphons waited off to the side as a pony nurse then beckoned them into one of the doors, peaceful music playing in the background all the while.
I could be in Equestria right now, or any other hospital. How has this managed to survive in the Badlands?
Why does it feel safe?

A group of creatures then began to congregate off to the side behind a small partition- the mare going to investigate. Composed of all sorts of species, they didn’t appear to be ill or here for care, nor for any nefarious means.
In fact, most appeared to be rather curious and passive- reptilian and furry faces more in wonder of the building around them than anything else.
From the ceiling, a mostly-hidden blue crystal sprang to life- and an arcane entity weaved itself together in front of the dozen creatures.
“Hello there, and welcome to Klugetown General Hospital!” A tall feline crowed, gesturing around to the room.
“If you’re here for introductory questions, this is indeed the right place! If you need general care, that’s over to your left, so please see the reception desk for that.” The blue cat entity explained, then gesture to the crystal above her.
“First off, I am not a flesh and blood feline. I suppose the best way to explain it is that of a magical golem. Parts of a real individual went into my creation, but I am not ‘alive.’ You can just call me ‘Secretary,’ because that’s one of my many duties here.” She explained, most of the creatures nodding slowly.
Golems are rare, but hardly impossible; intriguing nonetheless. The mare mused.

“So what is this place? I haven’t been to Klugetown in years, and this thing just sprang up out of nowhere.” A turtle-like creature called, Secretary then nodding with a smile.
“This is the official Klugetown Hospital. Founded and run by a local trader, we don’t charge anything for the services here. One of the first decisions made was to raze the old tent area to the ground and employ the current doctors here.” Secretary explained.
“There were good creatures trying their best, but they didn’t have the means. Now they a building, modern equipment, and are able to help more creatures than ever!”
Color me impressed…And no name dropped?

“For free?” A reptile scoffed, waving his clawed hands dismissively.
“Nothing is free, and all this fancy stuff must have cost more than any of us could make in a year!”
The projection smiled, and the concealed pony mare could have sworn a mischievous twinkle shone in the golem’s eye.
“In the case of saving lives, that is free. If payment is a matter of honor, we have representatives to work with patients for that. However, this hospital is fully self-sufficient. Part of a larger organization, mines and factories fund this facility and more.”
The reptile could only stare, now looking around with a bit of humility- yet another trait the mare didn’t expect to find in the Badlands.

Hearing a bit of commotion outside the hospital, the pony scooted away and saw a gaggle of creature making their way towards the entrance. Many had white smocks with large red crosses on the back-
Uh oh.
“Please stand back, every-creature. I am receiving reports of a mine collapse in the south-west district.” The feline called, gesturing to a small door behind them.
“I will ask that you leave and return at a different time- we are about to become rather busy.”

Slipping past the leaving individuals, the pony made her way inside the trauma entrance, watching as five reptilian creatures were hauled inside from a separate entrance. Her stomach turned as each of these patients had pieces of metal sticking out from various areas- be it limb or gut.
Her hooves almost became slippery with blood as the mare ventured too close.
Yet through it all, the creatures that led the patients to their surgery were as professional as any doctors in Canterlot Central, be them reptile, pony, gryphon, or minotaur.
“Another mine collapse?!” A deep voice growled behind the mare, a grey gryphon making his way past the rooms and towards a different set of doors. A thin off-blue reptile scampered after him, as well as six gryphon guards. The mare joined the group, sliding off to the side as the reptile smoothed his dark green frill.

“Y-yes. The mayor already wants to know when it can be re-opened….”
Galen blinked, taking a few deep breaths and summoning a scroll with a flick of claw and handing it to the creature.
“Tell the mayor the mine will not re-open for some time. Furthermore….” The gryphon’s eyes seemed to spark- or perhaps it was a flickering of the lights.
“Actually, deliver this message. I’m done dealing with this crook. Either he accepts my previous first offer to buy the remaining mines, or I will release every transcript of our conversation to the public. He knows which ones- my suggestions to improve and make this town safer, and his replies to refuse it all and fund crime organizations instead. If he continues to refuse, I will buy this town out from under him and exile that slime to the nastiest volcano I can find, assuming the townsfolk don’t put his head on a pike first.”

The poor reptile was shivering in fear at the thought of delivering such a message, wincing as the gryphon placed a set of claws on his scaly shoulder. The aid’s eyes widened as a small stone was pressed into his free palm. The lizard’s shivering stopped as Galen smiled slightly, shaking his head slowly.
“I know what the mayor is capable of when receiving bad news, so take this. Just tap that crystal twice and you’ll be transported here if you need to get out in a hurry. There’s always room for more competent creatures here, ok?”
The aid nodded, then scampering out with the stone and scroll in claw.
“Now, to the fuse room. How many more minutes of backup power do we have left?” Galen asked, the guards following him through a thick locked door. The staircase was dimly lit with blue lights, the creatures taking a few steps at a time.
“Secretary says we have about five minutes, then it all goes dark. The last fuse failed eight minutes ago.” One of the guards spoke up.
The golem? Huh…

The staircase wound down into the foundations of the building, solid stone columns supporting the passageway that branched into separate storage rooms. At the very end of the dimly lit hall, the group entered a room to their right-
The mare blinked in shock, vision whited out by the massive crystal that was nestled into the stolid grey stone in front of her. To either side of the room-sized crystal, strange electrical devices hummed away, pony sized blue circular runes on the floor and walls sparking and fizzling. To their left, a huge metal plate was affixed to the wall, two cylindrical objects set between a positive and negative electrical contact point.
Both of the oblong metal and crystal objects were blackened and burned, a bit of molten stone dripping from the fuse’s internals.
“Are we secure here? This is going to be messy.” Galen asked, one of the guards raising a set of claws before nodding.
“I-yes, we are.” The guard nodded.
Despite none of the gryphons looking directly at her, the mare felt more exposed than ever. She wasn’t a trained spy- but this all felt wrong to her. Even though cloaked in powerful invisibility magic, she felt like every creature in the room was fully aware of her presence...

“Pergin, be ready. I’m going to get this fixed, but I’ll need to charge the mana crystals from one of the hospital rooms to speed it up. That’s when you’ll be on.”
“Understood, Captain.” A voice chirped from the crystal gauntlet on the gryphon’s arm.
“Alright. Lets get this done. Time?”
“Five minutes until failure.” ‘Secretary’ called, appearing among the gryphon guards.
Wait. There’s projection crystals down here too? How far can they reach? I don’t-

“How many will be lost if this doesn’t work?” Galen asked, the feline shaking her head.
“Counting the three dozen from the collapsed mine that need surgery, and the failure of all the projectors and the required steps from that? Over one hundred. We still haven’t discharged many from the hydrogen explosion a week ago.” Secretary explained before vanishing.
“A hundred souls if I don’t fix this, alright…Alabaster? Link our ship’s power to the secondary generators.” Galen instructed, another gryphon snapping into existence next to him, maintaining the ghostly-blue outline as Secretary.
“What are you doing this time, Galen? And to my generators?!”
“Calm down, Engineer Urtil, you may be leagues away, but your generators are in good claws.” Galen explained, his tone carrying a bit of…warning?
“I-erm, yes. But still, what are you going to do?” The Engineer asked, walking over to examine the crystal and fuses.

“I’m going to make new fuses from the floor material. They should hold another seven or eight hours. I can make the replacement parts too for when they burn out. They’ll need to replace them every thirty minutes or so, but it will work.” Galen explained, prompting a groan.
“That’s…one of the messiest fixes I’ve ever heard of. Alright, we’re standing by to re-engage the power from this end. The mana crystal at your location is still functioning perfectly, thank heavens. That would be a worse fix.”
The engineer vanished, Galen motioning for the guards to back up- the hidden mare following suite.
So, Captain Galen. What are you about to do? What is rumor and what is fact?

An electrical charge surged into the air- causing all fur and feathers to prickle in the basement.
“Fanteer- stand by to throw the main breaker.” Galen called to a guard, the other gryphon standing next to a massive red lever.
A portly reptile now slid into the room, eyes widening at the burned-out fuses as a guard accompanied him.
“I c-can’t fix that!” The large toad-like creature croaked, one of the guards moving him back.
“Ah, glad you are here, Quanti. You’ve done a fine job at maintaining things, but this is out of your realm. You are correct, you can’t fix this- but you can certainly watch.” Galen replied nonchalantly.
“Three minutes!” One of the guards called.

Galen shrugged his shoulders and neck as though loosening up for a fight, a crackle of energy spreading from his body and onto the floor. Blue arcane bolts skittered across stone and equipment alike as the gryphon reared onto his hind legs.
“Urtil, re-energize the connection!” Galen bellowed.
The massive crystal to their right flared with a beautiful white glow- sending a stream of energy to the various runes dotting the floor. In turn, the runes glowed and hummed with power, coalescing into a white beam that aimed towards the fuses-and instead struck Galen right in the chest.
Seeming unphased, the gryphon gestured to the burned-out fuses and yanked them out of the contacts with a magical grip. Then twisting his claws towards the solid stone floor, Galen caused magical tendrils to twist and cut two large pieces out of the rock. Molding into the approximate shape of the previous fuses, the stones then split in half as they cemented themselves against the metal contact points. Smaller cylinders of rock molded to connect the positive and negative points of each- these about the size of a fist. Taking a few steps forward, Galen pressed a set of claws against one of the contact points.
“Breakers!”
“Are you crazy?! That will kill you!” Quanti cried, shaking his head in shock.
The guard threw the switch, and the beam of light immediately dimmed as the energy poured into the hospital’s grid.

The mare’s eyes widened as the energy licked across Galen’s frame and into the fuses, the gryphon’s body being used as a sort of magical regulator as the stone continued to solidify.
How is he still alive?!
The fuses began to hum and crystalize as the energy melted pathways through the reluctant stone, the guards then taking a step back as the beam brightened.
“Energy surge…” Galen muttered, white bolts of arcane energy sparkle and flickering across his frame. One of the makeshift fuses began to glow a bit brighter than the other, causing the gryphon to adjust his grip. Angry bolts of magic ate away at the gryphon’s left wrist, causing feathers and flesh to vanish with soft pops and snaps. Instead of crying out in pain, Galen appeared to be simply wincing…
No. Not wincing. He’s smiling- but how, and why?

The hum in the room then abated, the beam of energy now redirected into the fuses as they glowed a soft red. Taking an offered strip of cloth, Galen wound it around his left wrist hastily.
Suppressing a surprised gasp, the mare saw only a few drops of blood spotting the gryphon’s wrist. Instead of raw bone and tendon being exposed, waves of blue magic ran in rivers where blood should have flowed under the flayed skin.
What in the world…?

“Quanti, will that do it?” Galen asked calmly, the reptile swallowing in shock as he pulled out a small metal device and looked over the readings.
“I-I erm, yes. Output is stable, but the pieces between the makeshift fuses, I’m showing a steady increase of residual power…”

The gryphon nodded, gesturing to a small pile of similarly sized stone. Reaching between the two fuses, Galen yanked out one of the connecting pieces.
“Correct. These will fail every thirty minutes or so. You should have more than enough to replace them. Simply yank out the burned stone, and replace it with one of the new ones. I’ve tuned them to accept a limited amount of energy. The overall transfer energy is slightly less and more wasteful than with the real fuses, but that can’t be helped. It should last until the replacements get here and you can shut down to do a full repair. The stone will just pull off by the way.” He explained, leaving the flabbergasted repair-creature to stare.
“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a package to deliver.”

As Galen left, the reptile continued to scan the various pieces of equipment, two guards remaining behind. As the mare followed the Captain, she caught a soft murmur from the incredulous maintenance toad.
“Rumored to be a mage indeed. I’ve never seen anything like that before…”

Exiting the basement sublevel, the group dispersed slightly, all but two of the guards filing back to different areas as Galen meandered towards one of the secluded stairways. Now mostly alone in the brightly lit hospital hallway, the gryphon tottered on his feet, enough for the guard to reach out and steady him.
“Whoa, that was a rush.” He muttered, one of the guards looking at him curiously. The gryphon under the armor was younger- a bit moreso than Galen…
“That was awesome.” He whispered, the Captain letting out a chuckle.
“Derinal, right? Well, I suppose it was. That being said, I can’t promise a special event like that often, since I try to avoid it obviously.” Galen remarked as they reached the second story of the hospital. A third guard now joined them, carrying a very rough brown paper package tied with fraying twine.
“Ah. Perfect. Now then…third room. Pergin? Please be ready for that distraction. These mana crystals are going to light up something fierce when I jump-start their intake spells.” Galen remarked, a simply affirmative chirp sounding on his gauntlet.

The guards waiting outside, Galen walked into the small room and took a brief look around, the concealed mare following him inside curiously.
“Ah, Miss…Gilded Plaster?” The gryphon asked, an off-purple mare in the bed waving a limb tiredly.
“Present, who are you?” The pony asked, a set of calm cream curtains separating the bed from the rest of the room. Two fist-sized crystals hung near her bed, along with a simple IV stand. Walking over to the bed, Galen looked over the clipboard at the end and nodded, a slightly tense expression easing quickly.
“Looks like you had quite a tumble….I trust every creature is taking good care of you?” He asked, the mare then seeing the package in his arms.
“Very much so, but I’m afraid- oh! Is that from my son? It looks like something he’d do.” She asked, Galen carefully setting it on the bed.

“That it is. I just came from the outpost- and he caught my ship just as it was leaving. Would you like help opening it?” Galen asked, the pony nodding eagerly and waving a hoof.
“Please. With this needle in my arm and this fashionable half-barrel bandage, I’m not the most mobile…” She admitted.
Slitting open the small package with a black talon, Galen carefully withdrew three items from the overly-padded box; a rolled-up scroll, picture frame, and small sculpture, setting them all next to the mare
Gilded let out a slight sniffle, taking the picture frame and setting it carefully on the table within reach to her right.
She then unrolled the scroll and let a happy grin split her features.
“Oh goodness.” Gilded whispered, showing Galen the parchment.
“My son is one of the top students his class across most of his subjects! Oh I’m so proud of him…” She whispered, then turned the scroll over and bit her lip. A simple drawing of a stallion and colt stared back at them, frozen in time waving to the viewer.
“I always said my husband should be an artist- but I suppose he is with the work he does with buildings…”

The final object was also placed next to her- the sculpture of a small home set into a cliff face, three figures spaced in front.
“M’am, I need to check these crystals briefly. It might be a bit bright, so don’t look too closely.” Galen explained, tapping his gauntlet with a claw.

The murmuring of a few creatures reached into the room as a strange figure swept past the door, clad in a dark black cloak.
“Tilly. I think I should also be in the marketplace too, if you can walk among the stalls please. Use the green cape.” Galen whispered, then turning back around. Grasping one of the crystals, Galen let energy surge through the limb opposite of the bed- the crystal promptly beginning to hum.
Poking her head outside, the hidden mare saw the cloaked gryphon waving a set of talons, a bit of energy sparking from them and darting into each room. Looking remarkably like the Captain in the other room, the strange gryphon drew the attention of anyone on the floor. The crystals within each room began to glow as the newcomer gestured- lighting up the entire floor (and, she assumed, every other above and below it.)

Turning back inside, the mare’s eyes narrowed as the mana crystals continued to glow, energy flowing smoothly from Galen’s limb into the receptacle.
Why the secrecy? I have a few ideas of course…
“Oh Goodness. Was that the mysterious Captain I’ve heard about? Cloaked in black or green so I’ve heard.” Gilded murmured, prompting a smile from Galen.
“I suppose it might be. These crystals are charged up now- so you’ll feel much better shortly. It will lessen your stay to be sure.”

The mare then began to sniffle, shaking her head.
“I feel horrible about all this. I don’t know how we’re going to pay for it. One of the nurses simply said it’d be taken care of, but even with long term loans, I don’t….”
Galen couldn’t help but smile, carefully placing the remnants of the package at the bedside.
“Miss Plaster, that’s not how this hospital is run.” He explained.
“When the nurse said it’d be taken care of, she meant the costs are covered. I’m not sure how that was missed, but with your injuries they must have been more concerned with stabilizing you- and rightly so. But all expenses are covered, and you’ll be seeing your son and husband soon enough.”

The mare looked at the gryphon in shock, shaking her head as he was turning to leave.
“I d-don’t understand. Nothing?”
Galen simply nodding in affirmative, and was about to leave as Gilded asked a final question.
“You never told me who you are?”
A caring smile split his beak, and the gryphon couldn’t help but shrug.
“Just call me Galen, Miss Plaster. Get well soon.”

Leaving the shocked pony’s room, Galen meandered down the halls, the guards and cloaked pony in tow.
These rumors, his power. What is true, what isn’t?
I’ve dawdled long enough.

Slipping into a supply closet, the mare shed the concealment cloak, stowing it in a faux leather side satchel. Grime dotted her frame, and a wiry black mane was hastily slicked down.
Re-emerging into the hall, the pony followed Gallen and managed to tap his shoulder.
“Erm, Sir? I was told you are the gryphon to ask concerning certain…employment opportunities.” She asked, Galen nodding with only a brief flash of surprise in his blue eyes.
“Mmm? Ah, yes. Please follow me.”

Leading the mare to an empty room, Galen nodded to the guards.
“Return to your posts- I’m good here.”
Without question, the creatures made their way down the halls, Galen then closing the large double doors. Empty beds dotted the large room; clearly meant for treating a group of individuals. As of yet it was empty- two large windows with metal bars overlooking a small side road of Klugetown, the view slightly tinted through the modified glass.

“Alright, we should be undisturbed here. What can I do for you, since you clearly know I’m the gryphon to go to or at least suspected such.” Galen asked, the mare shrugging her shoulders.
“I just have a job, one that I thought best offered face to face to smooth over any details.” She explained, Galen then holding up a set of claws.
“Excellent, but first, where are my manners. I am Captain Galen, as you know. What is your name, or at least what may I call you?”

The pony blinked, hoof tapping on the ground briefly.
“You can just call me Rhyoli.” She answered, then withdrew a single scroll from a fabric side satchel.
“Alright, Rhyoli, what is the job?” Galen asked, looking the offered parchment over with a keen gaze.
“As written there, it’s the pickup, protection, and deliver of an individual. Payment is negotiable, but starting at minimum, tens of thousands of bits or whatever currency you desire.” Rhyoli stated. Despite Galen’s calm demeanor, the pony began to feel increasingly uneasy.

“So, this is a diplomat? You say here it may be tricky to convince them they need to leave?” He asked, the pony nodding.
“Yes. They may not be aware of the job, but it’s for their own safety and security. Therefor they might be a bit resistant at first. It’s from a main city to an outer colony- barely a few days journey I imagine. What else would you like to know?”

Galen paused, looking over the scroll once more. His eyes then narrowed, and caused the parchment to burst into flames with a snap of his claws.
“Were you being truthful with me, I might be interested. As of now, I suspect this is a veiled kidnapping job. What would happen to this individual on delivery?”

The mare rolled her eyes, calmly sitting on a bed that creaked slightly.
“What does it matter? You’re being paid whatever you want. I get that you’re a good gryphon, but everyone has a price. Or is your price not paid in gold? What about blood?” She casually suggested.
“I’d rather not venture down that route. Hostage jobs are such a pain to follow through on…”

Taking a deep breath, Galen tapped his gauntlet twice, causing it to flash a dull yellow.
“Alright, I’ve heard enough. Miss Rhyoli, you are going to tell me who your employers are, and what exactly this job would have entailed, including the fate of my ‘passenger.’”
The mare laughed, shaking her head.
“That’s not how this works. As I suspected, the rumors only are partially true. You’re powerful- but I could have killed you ten times over in this past hour. As to the fate of a passenger, what do you care? You’re a mercenary, a well-doing one, but everyone has a price.”

The mare stood and took a few steps back as Galen let out what sounded like a growl, the gryphon rearing on his hindquarters.
“If you paid heed to what rumors said, you would know that I don’t deal with cargo that can think for itself. Creatures aren’t cargo.” He muttered, energy sparking along his shoulders.
“And really, Miss Rhyoli, you think you have been hidden this entire time? There are ten guards outside this door, and I’ve known you were following me ever since you passed through the magical sensors at the entrance.” The gryphon chuckled darkly, waving his claws.

The mare’s breath caught in her chest as magical runes snapped into existence- five angry red symbols buzzing over her body like wasps about to strike. Enclosing her entire body, teal-blue energy bolts of energy formed a cage, moving with her despite taking steps left and right.
“I could have killed you this entire time. Now then, I want to know who you really are. Those concealment spells are ancient and powerful- so this might sting.” Galen muttered, claws gesturing briefly towards the startled mare.
There’s no way he could-
With a yelp, the mare shivered as the runes flashed- encasing her entire form in angry white lightning bolts. The pony’s form fragmented and shattered, the floor warping from the head of the discharged spell.

Galen sat down in surprise, still not releasing the containment runes on seeing a very disheveled Hippogriff Queen sitting in front of him.
“Huh. I can’t say I didn’t expect a two layered concealment spell, but it makes sense. Well, round two then. I’ve seen Queen Novo before- and I can safely say she wouldn’t tolerate that amount of dirt on her person, nor miss a scheduled massage.” He muttered, gesturing to the runes again.
With a flash, the spells activated- but did nothing other than cause Queen Novo’s feathers and fur to fluff slightly, as did the next two attempts.

Tapping the gauntlet to end the ‘stand-by’ alert, Galen blinked as he looked over the ruler, Novo letting out a soft chuckle.
“I am impressed, Captain Galen. And you are correct, I would ordinarily not let myself become this filthy or miss my relaxation appointments. Well, not unless I had a reason, and this is one of those times. Now if you could please let me go?” She asked, touching one of the arcane bars with her claw.

Galen shook his head, still surprised but not dispelling the magic.
“Even if my spells fail to reveal another disguise, how do I know it’s you?”
Novo met his gaze, her tired eyes boring into his own.
“Celestia gave me a phrase to say for that purpose. ‘Grey Feathers, Blue Heart.’”
His eyes widened in astonishment, and with a wave of his claws the red runes above Novo’s head vanished. The bars faded away as the gryphon mage ran as set of claws through his flared crest.
“Erm, my apologies your majesty, but may I ask why you did all of that?” Galen asked, clearly at a halfway point between being shocked and annoyed.

“Because that is exactly how some-creature would approach you to try and interrupt the job I’m about to ask of you.” She explained, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. It was only now that Galen noticed the deep lines underneath the Queen’s eyes, her feathers showing more than a day or two of stress from lack of care. The ordinarily immaculate ruler was coated with more than grime from Klugetown; stress and exhaustion emanated from her frame despite her noble posture.

“Queen Novo, what is going on?” Galen asked cautiously, the Queen not meeting his gaze.
“My apologies. Give me a moment- that was rather difficult to act out.” She whispered, then looking back to the confused gryphon.
“I’ve heard rumors of you, Captain Galen, both from individuals I respect and the criminal underbelly of the city. Before I ask for your help, how many are true?” Novo asked, prompting Galen’s gaze to fall slightly.
Ask for my help? What type of job is this?

“It depends what rumors. I allow potential enemies to see what you beheld- and that has made my life both easier and a bit more difficult. I think every rumor has truth to it.” He sighed, looking back up to Novo.
“What rumors concern you? Or, more to the point, why do they concern you?”

His words seemed to shatter what little decorum the Queen was holding on to, the hippogriff shaking her head.
“Captain, I am not used to going to others for help.” She whispered.
“I give orders, I do what needs to be done. I am the ruler of a nation- yet I find it difficult to ask for help even from Celestia, so forgive me for that arrogance. I have a fairly good reason to be concerned of any rumors though.” Novo added.
“I am asking you to protect my daughter. Perhaps that clarifies as to why I ask about rumors and went to all this trouble.”

She didn’t miss how Galen’s ears flicked up, the gryphon focusing on her more intently.
“Sky-erm, Princess Skystar? Your Majesty, this doesn’t make too much sense. Speaking of rumors, does this have to do with the secession proposals?”
Novo nodded, taking off the satchel that hung at her side and placing it on the ground.
“Yes, but it is much worse than you know. Forgive me for that earlier test, but I had to be sure. Even with that- entrusting the care of my daughter to someone is….” Novo shook her head, then looking up with a fair bit of fire behind her eyes.
“The rumors, Captain Galen. The one of you being a powerful gryphon mage, however rare, appears to be true. As a Knight of the Grey Order, you are bound to no nation- but I request you answer these on your honor.”
“Yes, and I shall.” He stated, sitting up slightly.

Novo paused, opening her beak and closing it as she thought.
“Captain, how far are you willing to go to protect someone? Be it for a job or otherwise?” She asked, seeing the gryphon’s eyes narrow.
“Are you asking me to kill for you, Queen Novo? Because I am no assassin.” He stated, but then saw the hippogriff stand up a bit taller.

“What of the rumor that you have aggressively killed dozens of known criminals? Many in morally dubious circumstances?”
Galen stared back at the queen, his eyes glowing ever so slightly.
“History is written by the victor, and the defeated will try to twist it regardless, Queen Novo. I have not killed a single creature I wasn’t forced to.”
“And yet you have.” She stated flatly, the gryphon’s demeanor growing ever colder at her words.
“Despite needing me to capable of such, you look down on me because of that.” He retorted.
The Knight’s words gave Novo pause, the queen’s wings slumping slightly at the realization.
“It is not a fair view. I am…incorrect. I am sorry” She finally whispered, the gryphon nodding slowly.
“The rumors are true. I assume you got the stories from criminals however- where their partners were the ones killed. In one such instance, the reptile was charging a tourist pony and their filly with a knife, fully intent on exporting them to any hungry bidder.” Galen stated, tone slightly warmer than before but still with a knife’s edge. The queen quickly began to realize she had crossed a line far too quickly with the Knight.

“Another example. Another slaver, a gryphon, thought it would be profitable to kidnap my medic- a crystal pony, and sell her to the highest bidder for whatever purpose. He threatened to slit her throat when I found them, sword held across her neck. My crossbow was faster. Third- I stood between a pony and his estranged family. I don’t know what he was drugged with, but he seemed intent on carving them up with a rusty kitchen blade, and wanted to go through me first.”

Seeing the queen’s face lose a bit of color, Galen stood up straighter and raised an eyebrow.
“Do you require more examples, Queen Novo? Perhaps you’ve heard what the criminals call me? I think they use the minotaur language, unless I’m mistaken. Have you heard the translation?”
She swallowed, nodding briefly.
“Blue demon…”
“And those who I save. What have they called me and my crew? Demons? Devils? Evil eldritch horrors?”
Novo finally let a smile slide onto her beak at the thought- the undercover positive interviews in the morning having been one of the higher points of the past day.
“Angels.”

Galen nodded, taking a deep breath and shivering slightly.
“I do not want to dwell on the evil I’ve had to confront. I will defend friends and family to the death. That is the oath I took personally, even before becoming a Knight.”
Novo stayed quiet, then letting some words slip with no small hesitation. She was not fond of thought after all.
“Does Skystar count as a friend?”
Ears perking up once again, Galen drummed his claws on the floor, sighing slightly.
“Queen Novo, you still haven’t told me what is going on.”
The proud queen looked around, shaking her head.
“Are we secure here? Truly? Nothing I say can leave this room, even to your crew unless you trust them with it…”

Seeing the ruler looking around nervously set Galen’s nerves on edge. Novo was looking at each entrance and window as though it was a changeling about to attack, the hippogriff shifting uncomfortably.
Wait.
Something tickled at the edge of the gryphon’s consciousness- and the room darkened as runes popped into existence.
What is this…

Hovering above Queen Novo’s head, a small red light flashed- angrily darting this way and that as Galen levitated it towards him. Snatching the spell with a set of claws, the gryphon examined it, then yanking it apart and purging it with his own power.
“You were followed.” He stated, prompting a sharp intake of breath.
“That was a tracing spell. Inactive, but there. It is old, ancient magic, and probably went dormant when it sensed me or my spells close. What is going on?” Galen asked, and Novo nodded, taking a few breaths.

“I am out of options, Captain Galen.” Queen Novo began, settling down on the floor and letting her shoulders sag with an unseen weight.
“You are correct, this has to do with the secession movement. Similar actors have been popping up in Equestria as well- but it is worse in my kingdom. I don’t know where they have been getting their support, but I am losing creatures to their side. It isn’t just the desire to break away- or even hide under the waves again, which was their original platform. No, this is a complete desire to remove the ruling body and replace me or my advisors with their own. It is the threat of a coup. While they have not resorted to violence yet, they there have been far too many disturbing threats of such for me to ignore.”

Galen nodded, listening intently as Novo continued.
“I have only a week left before their arbitrary demands are not met. I am used to threats and can deal with them. But Skystar- they…”
The Queen hung her head, shaking it back and forth slowly. Gone was the proud and sarcastic individual Galen had met many months ago when agreeing to a trade contract. Instead, a despondent hippogriff queen desperate for help refused to look him in the eye.

“As a ruler, Captain Galen, I must endure threats to my life and my subjects. I cannot give into demands, for that would set a dangerous precedent.” She whispered, now looking up with a trembling beak.
“But as a mother, I cannot abandon my child.”

The gryphon was shocked a few tears traced their way down Novo’s cheeks, the queen tossing them away.
“These separatists are fanatics. I know not what motivates them- but they’ve gone as so far as to kidnap some of my best warriors and turn them into shivering shells of their former selves as a threat. If these separatists get to my d-daughter…”
Taking a breath, Novo stood a bit taller, trying to hold her demeanor together a bit longer, or recover what little was left.

“They will torture her in every way and method possible. Anything to make me…” Her words broke off, and the genuine horror in Novo’s eyes communicated all that needed to be said on the matter, Galen feeling an angry fire starting to burn in his chest.
“They won’t stop that until I succumb to their demands. As a queen, I must endure such horrors. As a mother, I c-cannot.” She concluded, still standing tall despite the tears in her eyes.

“Captain Galen, Knight of the Grey Order, I will pay any price for you to protect my daughter. Name the number and I will find a way to make it so. I have no other options. One of her personal guard defected to the separatist group the other day…I cannot trust anyone in my kingdom anymore.” Novo said haltingly, clearly struggling through the tumult of emotions in her heart.
“You are a good gryphon, but have many secrets, of this I know- even Celestia wouldn’t tell me. She did say that she bears blame of something, but I know not what.”

In an instant, the tense atmosphere evaporated from the room, Galen letting out a sigh and walked over to sit a bit close to Novo.
“Is she still beating herself up over all that?” He whispered, then looking up to the queen.
“Please tell Celestia there is nothing to forgive. No creature could have stopped it- and I mean no creature. She…will know what I mean.” Galen said, then sitting back and looking at her.
“What are the details of the job?”

Taking out a parchment and handing it over to Galen, Queen Novo gestured to the brief bullet points.
“It is a two-week assignment. You will kidnap her- at least in appearance, and leave traces of a few different races. Nobody knows of this, not even her. That and the misleading evidence should prevent the separatist group from drawing any conclusions it was a planned operation. For two weeks, you are to dodge the combined navy’s that search for her; the routes will be provided. After two weeks’ time, I should have a grip on fighting these fanatics with Celestia’s help.”

After reading over the notes, Galen nodded slowly. The view of a proud queen sitting in front of him had been turned on its head. Instead, a mother who happened to be queen was asking for help protecting that which was most dear to her.
“So, kidnap Sky-, erm, Princess Skystar, keep her safe for two weeks, then return her? And it says here we’ll be tasked or at least acting like, we’re mapping an area?”
“Correct. After a few days, you will take place of a current ‘ghost’ ship tasked with surveying a distant edge of our known maps. All the paperwork, maps, plans, and encryption logs are in this folder.” Novo replied, taking out a massive stack of papers.

“Encryption logs?”
“Personal phrases and ways to communicate if the separatists somehow intercept the magical parchments. I doubt it will be used, but best to have a backup.” Novo replied a bit too quickly.
“…I can’t take any chances with my daughter.” She added softly.
“My crew will require some payment- but nothing unreasonable. I personally don’t want any funds though.” Galen replied, eying the stack of notes in Novo’s claws.
“What?”
“I want your promise to hear a proposal. Specifically, I want to at least have an opportunity to propose setting up trading routes and an alliance, when the time is right at least.”

Novo blinked looking around and gesturing with a free set of talons.
“With Klugetown? Your small trading business?”
A wry smile twitched at Galen’s beak, and he drummed his claws on the floor briefly.
“We’ll discuss that when it happens. So, to sum up- the job is as follows. As detailed in the notes, kidnap Princess Skystar, leave no trace but those provided, keep her safe for two weeks while dodging patrols, the routes being provided, and then return her once the situation is stabilized. Is that correct? Can you inform me of the challenges I may encounter?”
Novo’s visage darkened briefly, the queen shaking her head.
“They will try to get to her to force me to agree. I have heard disturbing whispers concerning their group; it’s almost cult-like. Do not trust anyone outside your crew, and they will do anything to get to her.”

Galen nodded, then looking to Novo with a genuine smile. The room brightened slightly- and energy surrounded the gryphon’s claws. Bright blue runes winked into existence, looking at the pair like a circle of friends as the hummed happily. A strange sense of peace permeated the air- Novo feeling a few of her nerves starting to ease.
More runes continued to flash into sight- dozens filling the room, each bearing a complicated scribe and different purpose. Galen reared on his hind legs, gesturing to all of the magical spells and sending them slowly spinning around them.
“If you continue to doubt my abilities to keep your daughter safe Queen Novo, I hope this will ease some of your fears.” The Knight stated, still wearing a slight smile. Armor weaved itself across his frame, the strange blue arcane energy stitching together what appeared to be solid grey metal. A strange symbol adorned the center of the breastplate- three limbs grasping together in solidarity on the golden background of a shield, a hoof, clawed hand, and softer appendage of a minotaur. It was, Novo realized, the same symbol she had seen emblazoned on many of the doctor’s uniforms and the guard’s armor.

Clan head to tail in the strange armor, Galen stood up and saluted Queen Novo- a sword weaving itself into existence into a shoulder sheath.
“I accept this job- and promise to keep your daughter safe. On my honor as a Captain and Knight.” He proclaimed, Novo simply smiling as a few tears gathered in her eyes.

“Keep her safe, Knight Galen. And I wish you all the luck in the world.” She whispered, handing over the stack of papers.

“In two days will be the window- I dare not push things later than that. The exact times and guard positions are detailed, as are magical spells. Everything will be set for your arrival. If not, it will be easy enough to mask you and your crew as a maintenance crew or the like. I’ve got quite a few plans for that just in case.” Novo explained.
Plans upon plans…and I hope you never need them.

The runes surrounding them faded, the armor evaporating into nothingness like water in a desert. Nodding, Galen looked over the first few pages curiously.
“We will follow these to the letter, and I hope this all blows over soon.” He stated, then looking up at the queen with a slight grin.
“I have a feeling this wasn’t even close to your first way to handle things?”
Novo managed a laugh, shaking her head quickly.
“Oh goodness no. But…Celestia trusts you, and from what I’ve seen and heard now, I do too, at least as much as I can.”

Galen paused, then looking up to meet the concerned mother’s gaze.
“You don’t have a choice, do you? Between me or anyone else, it’s that bad?” He asked softly, Novo nodding briefly.
“Yes.”
“Can you tell me how bad things are?”
Novo paused, wings drooping once again.
“The situation is perilous enough both inside my kingdom and outside the borders, that Celestia has assigned ten of her legionaries to guard Gallus and Silverstream- both other members of the royal family, or about to be in Gallus’ case.”
Galen nodded, tapping the ground with a talon in thought.
“Hmm. I was wondering about those two, since they’d make ideal targets even inside Equestria.”
Novo nodded, letting out a slight sigh.
“Any wedding plans they had are being put on hold- or if I know those two, they might just want to elope for that matter. That said, such a gathering would be a perfect target, so it’s by pure luck the date they decided on was a good three months out anyway. That is how bad, Captain Galen. Celestia herself is helping me oversee this crisis, for it is not just bound to hippogriff lands. How it is all connected, we don’t know yet, but there is unrest among many nations.”

Letting out a sigh, Galen twirled magic around the stack of notes and made them vanish- likely to a magical pocket of some sort.
“I was wondering what measures were being taken for those two; it makes sense they’d be targets as well. That’s a wise move though, however unpopular. Despite being your last choice in the matter, I hope to earn your trust eventually. But for now, all I can do is offer my word. I certainly don’t want any harm to come to the Princess.”

Novo now had a smile of her own, looking at the Knight with a touch of amusement.
“In time, I hope you do. That said, she does speak of you and your talks rather fondly.”
It brought no small amount of smug satisfaction to the Queen’s heart to see Galen’s ears flick upright, his feathers fluffing ever so slightly.
Oh you are too easy Captain…

Clearly seeing her amusement, the Knight shook his head but refused to look Novo in the eye.
“I’ve only met her four times your highness.”
“Mmmhmm. A trading stop every three months or so, and you’ve talked to her for hours on end each time. And I’ve had to hear stories of far-away lands for days after over dinner.” Novo quipped, prompting a slight pink tinge to color Galen’s cheeks.
“Should I apologize? I meant no annoyance on your part.” He asked, prompting a titter from the Queen who waved a set of claws.
“Oh no. I just enjoyed seeing you squirm. I suppose it goes without saying how to conduct yourself with a Princess?” She asked, Galen standing up straighter as he nodded. A strange look came into the gryphon’s eyes-
What is that. Like anyone else, he was flustered, but now…
Sorrow?
“You need not worry about anything in those terms, Queen Novo.” He stated, a bit of a chill entering his words before the gryphon shook his head.
“Are there any other question you have?” Galen asked, Novo shaking her head curiously at the change in demeanor.
“No, I believe that covers it all. Is one day enough to prepare? If you could arrive tomorrow night at the time listed, it would put my heart at ease.

Galen drummed his claws across the floor and let out a huff, and finally a nod.
“I have planned to stop in Griffinstone- so we can restock more supplies then. You said after a few days we are to be on the mapping mission, are we to deviate from our normal actions until then? We are usually on the call for any distress beacons or quick cargo jobs.” Galen asked, and waited until Novo nodded.

“Please avoid doing anything that would seem suspect. If not taking a job or rescue mission would draw attention, then please do what would be normal for you and your crew. As odd as that seems…I fear ignoring everything would be more abnormal for your vessel than not.”
Galen let out a chuckle, nodding in agreement.
“You’d be correct. That said, I’ll make sure the Princess is safe during anything that comes up during that time, or if any interaction is needed outside my crew.” Galen added, then shaking shrugging his wings.

“Quite a roller coaster of events. You really could have just asked me.” He quipped, the queen shaking her head.
“I had to be sure. As a queen, and as a mother.” She whispered, to which the Knight nodded in agreement.
“I suppose so. I’m glad I could hopefully at least assuage your fears a bit. So, you’ll communicate with us via the personalized parchments?”
Novo nodded, handing over a small circular crystal seashell.
“If you could tap it for your magical signature, that’d be greatly appreciated. It’s the most secure method I know, but not foolproof.”
Galen did so, then drew out a bit-sized amulet from his bag. Matching the strange inscription on his armor, the metal and crystal medallion sparked with energy that flowed over it like waves.

This is powerful magic- but what could this be…

“I gave one of these to Celestia and Luna- You should certainly have one too.” He explained, the Queen taking the object curiously.
“It’s quite pretty, but what is it?” She asked, Galen simply smiling.
“If you find yourself in mortal danger without any means of escape, tap it three time in quick succession. It will punch through even the most hardened of magical suppression fields and transport you to safety. I cannot tell you where, but you’ll be safe. Celestia won’t tell you either.” He added, prompting the Queen to sigh.
“I don’t like so many secrets.” She muttered, prompting a shrug from the Knight.
“Neither do I, yet it is all for safety. I hope you never have to use it, but it is there just in case. You can add it to your necklace- it has a concealment spell, but I leave that all up to you.”

Galen then took a step back and bowed formally, sitting up straight to look back at the queen.
“I’ll keep your daughter safe, Queen Novo. I promise you that.”
The hippogriff Queen found her throat clogged with emotion- only as a mother could when unable to protect the one most dear to her. She nodded, and saw Galen’s eyes soften in understanding. Whipping her own magic about, Novo vanished with a flash of light.

Once she was gone, Galen looked around the room and calmly walked over to the nearest bed. Siting down with a sigh, the gryphon took a few deep breaths and stared at the floor.
“My crew is going to kill me….” He muttered, then rising to go back out into the hospital main floor and speaking into his crystal gauntlet.
“Meet me on the top floor every creature, something has come up.”

Celestia was in the middle of sipping her afternoon tea in one of the many castle lounges when a magical ball of energy manifested itself at the table. Gesturing to the guards to clear her afternoon schedule, the Alicorn couldn’t help but smile as a very flustered Hippogriff glared at her.
“I take it the meeting went well?” Celestia asked, Novo flopping down at the royal dining room table with a sigh.
“He can summon mana armor and weapons. You could have told me that instead of letting me wonder about his abilities. I didn’t know anyone still could perform that magic.”
The alicorn shook his head firmly, levitating a fresh cup of tea over to the Queen.
“No, I couldn’t have, because I promise not to- just like to not tell you where that new amulet leads. Just because he’s a gryphon of secrets doesn’t make him a bad one.”
Novo shook her head, staring at the steaming teacup.
“Celestia, there is so much you haven’t told me- and that sets me on edge. What is Galen?”
A slight chill entered the Alicorn’s gaze, prompting Novo to wince.
“What?”
“I do hope you didn’t ask him that. And you should know I can’t say anything.”

Queen Novo grumbled into her tea, shaking her head.
“I’m far from being that socially inept. I know what lines to not cross for the most part, especially when seeking help. I still find it unnerving, and yet it is done.”
Her words then prompted a warming smile from Celestia.
“I’m proud of you. You sought help instead of trying to force your own solution- that’s what wise rulers do.”

“I don’t have to like it though.” Novo muttered, Celestia refilling her cup once again.
“And yet you did it. Now, before you ask, we’re having similar troubles here to which are being dealt with, so you are not alone in this. However, let’s talk about something stupid and carefree for a few minutes before we both return to our duties, shall we?”
“…well a noble wore a giant teal hat to yesterday’s petition court, does that count?” Queen Novo asked, prompting a chuckle from Celestia.
“My dear Queen Novo, I just had a petitioner ask for more funds for his gym wearing nothing but a purple spandex vest.” The ruler stated, prompting a look from Novo.
“That’s…odd, but not out of the question.”
“It had arm-length bright pink and gold feathery tassels. All. Over. He kept swaying his body to make them move the entire time he spoke.”
Novo nearly spit out her tea at the thought, managing a smile. She then recalled Galen’s message, looking over to Celestia.

“Galen has a message for you actually.” She began, a bit surprised as the Alicorn stared.
“What?”
“’Please tell Celestia there is nothing to forgive. No creature could have stopped it- and I mean no creature. She…will know what I mean.’” Novo relayed, then looking over to see Celestia’s reaction.

To Novo’s shock, the Alabaster set down a shaking tea cup and bowed her head briefly as she took a few deep breaths. A few tears trickled from Celestia’s eyes as a weight seemed to lift from the ruler’s shoulders.
“I do know what he means, and I wish I could explain how much those words mean to me, Novo.” Celestia whispered.
“In time, I will. But thank you for that. Those words leave me with one less burden on my mind.”
The Alicorn blinked in surprise as a pink wing enveloped her, Novo giving the fellow ruler a one-limbed hug.
“I’ll take comfort in that at the very least, and won’t press things. Now then, perhaps we should break open one of the dessert vaults?”
Celestia chuckled, wiping her eyes as she nodded, the pair making their way to one of the meeting room doors.
“I fully agree. Perhaps a slice of cake and one to go?”
Novo smiled, walking the halls with her friend as the two rulers sought a moment of peace amidst the looming conflict.

Skystar watched the clouds gathered on the horizon, angry lightning bolts darting from their dark undersides to kiss the sea.
I’ve always loved thunderstorms. The power, the lightning, the rumble of thunder…both above water and below.
Her mom had been gone the entire day; something increasingly common as of late. She had handled the day court, which had been annoying to say the least, but it had at least passed the time. It had also given the hippogriff a chance to think. Something was definitely off, but Skystar still wasn’t sure what. There had been increased talks of this separatist movement- but the exact details were still fuzzy. What did they want? So far, she hadn’t been able to pinpoint it. First it was the idea to move back to Seaquestria- but now was something like a total re-inventing of who ran the kingdom.
The entire affair was unsettling, and that was an understatement. More guards were not showing up at their posts, forcing the reserves to cover areas that ordinarily had a surplus.

But where were they going? They’re defecting, but to where? Not to Seaquestria, nowhere in Mount Aris…they have to be going somewhere!
There was a soft ‘POP’ of magic from the castle family room, and soon Novo’s voice rang from the stone walls.
“Skystar? I have caaaaaaaaake.” The queen called, her daughter immediately skidding into the room.
“You visited Celestia again, huh?” Skystar asked, seeing the giant two-story chocolate monstrosity on the table.
“Maybe. She also has good advice.” Novo mused, taking off some of the icing with a claw and snacking on it.
“And good cake. Wait, is this all chocolate?” The princess chirped, taking a cake knife (that was already embedded near a mysteriously-missing chunk,) and slicing herself a piece.
“Mmmhmm. Apparently, Luna calls it the ‘chocolate monster.’” Novo chuckled, getting another slice herself as Skystar took a bite.
“Ohmygoooooooosh…”
“Careful dear, you’ll go into a sugar coma.”
The blissful look on Skystar’s face told her mother such a sacrifice would be worth it, the queen managing a smile as she sat down on a nearby bench in the family room.
“It has been one crazy day, so I thought why not cake? I’m the Queen, you’re the Princess, if we want cake, then we get it!” Novo proclaimed, Skystar letting out a giggle.
“I didn’t know you got so fired up over cake.”
“Cake specifically? No. Something to ease the passing of a stressful day? Oh dear, stay out of my way.” Novo sighed.
“That bad? Just more of the nobles and such?”

Novo nodded, trying to not think in depth about the past day in Klugetown and then Celestia’s meeting, however kind and helpful her reassurances were.
“That bad. Hmm. Tomorrow I don’t have any meetings though- perhaps we can be in the court together? I know you find it boring, but you make the time pass much faster.”

Skystar smiled, nodding as she wiped some chocolate from her beak.
“I’d like that.”
The Princess didn’t miss the dampness in the Queen’s eyes as she looked away briefly, nor the nervous tremor in her claws.
What I going on?
“Love you mom.” Skystar whispered, giving Novo a hug. The taller hippogriff’s breath seemed to catch in her chest- then quickly returning the gesture.
“Love you too Skystar. An adult or not, you’ll always be my little seaweed wrap.”

Author's Note

Some questions are answered but more secrets abound! Getting a glimpse inside the turmoil gripping both Queen Novo as both a ruler and mother.
Now how can Galen explain to his crew about that lack of vacation time...

I left this out of the previously MASSIVE authors notes, but in terms of updates, the plan is every week, either on Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. It worked pretty well with the other stories, but these chapters are longer, so that schedule may change.
Thank you all for joining this adventure, and feedback/questions are always appreciated!

(Main/Reoccurring Characters:)
Galen: Gryphon, Ship’s Captain
Gears: Hedgehog, Ship’s repair engineer
Tilly Sandfeather: Gryphon, Ship’s cannoneer/second in command.
Pergin Sandfeather: Gryphon, Ship’s accountant/cook.
Staunch Gauze: Crystal Pony, Ship’s medic.
Alabaster: Pony, Arcane Golem, ship assistant

Chapter Four: Many Mysteries while Mapping Monstrous Mountains

Skystar let out a slight yelp as the airship jumped- the vessel being tossed about in the thunderstorm. They had slowed down to weather the storm; the massive rush of clouds having built up far too quickly to avoid. As it was, they were traveling along the outer edge to avoid the worst of the turbulence, but it would add a good half-day to their northern journey.

Letting out a groan, the hippogriff let her head smack down on a series of five books that lay in front of her, the small library table crowded with the large old volumes.
“Five books, dozens of cross references, and nothing.” she muttered. What had started a few hours after leaving Griffinstone had become a five-hour rabbit hole of digging into the library, all leading to a dead end.
I just found that one history book interesting! JUST ONE! And now..
Now, a larger mystery loomed, one that had Skystar’s full attention.
“Erm, are you alright Miss Skystar?” Alabaster asked, snapping into existence in front of her with a surprised tilt of his head.
“Hey Alabaster, and yeah. Just frustrated.” she grumbled, the golem looking at the books with a bit of interest.
“’History of various Griffin Provinces, Volume Two.’” he muttered, then looking up to the exasperated Princess.
“Yup. I don’t know much about the Griffin Kingdom, so I wanted to learn! Oh boy did that take me down a canyon of nothing!” she muttered, Alabaster sitting down at the edge of the table.
“How so?”

Skystar heaved the larger of the volumes up, turning to a specific page.
“See, I didn’t know that parts of the Kingdom are also made up of city states. So I looked into a few, but there’s a gap in the records. Well, not like, a gap, but one created by omission.”
A strange look seemed to flicker into Alabaster’s gaze, but the entity simply shrugged his shoulders.
“I don’t understand. If there isn’t history or data, how does that indicate something missing?” he asked, Skystar pointing to a few passages.
“I’ve looked in all three volumes, and two other miscellaneous books. All of them talk about provinces, trading deals, wars…and all mention having specific trade deals dealing with mana crystals, metals, and a few other rare elements.”
She then heaved a second volume up, and poked the massive tome with a claw.
“I cannot find any record where they got these things! None of the states were able to produce them in the quantities listed, yet ALL these trades affected dozens of city states, wars, and the general well-being of an entire region! Yet it’s all vague- ‘received gracious aid from neighboring state,’ or ‘the newest arrival of material from our allies furthered the development of our infrastructure.’ Something is missing, and I don’t like it!” She let out a huff, standing up with a stretch.

“It’s like I can see a pond, and I know there’s a HUGE boulder in the middle of it, because when I throw pebbles the ripples go around it. But I can’t actually see it!”
Alabaster had a cheery smile, gesturing to the door with a shrug at the studious hippogriff.
“Perhaps take a break and see if it clears your mind? The captain is temporarily indisposed, and a walk on the deck may be difficult. The weather is rather harsh. He should be out there momentarily though.”

Skystar blinked, looking to Alabaster incredulously as thunder shook the ship.
“Wait. He’s going to go out there? Piloting in this rain outside the cabin? Why not inside?”
The golem smiled with a nod.
“He enjoys it, I think.”
“…well this I’ve got to see.” Skystar muttered, sending a final glare at the tombs as she made her way to the main deck.

Watching the hippogriff retreat, Alabaster’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the pile of books, the pony entity then vanishing with a ‘snap.’

Bracing herself against the wind and rain, Skystar shoved the deck hatch open, her eyes widening at the sight in front of her. Black clouds spiraled around the ship as it skirted along their dangerous edges, flashes of lighting licking close enough to send a tingle up her spine. A few raised voices punched through the rain however, drawing her attention back down belowdecks. Down a hallway and to the left, she could hear Galen’s voice growling at something.

Curiosity got the better of the hippogriff, and she padded quietly to listen around the corner. The door was closed, but a strange blue glow permeated through the porous wood slats.
“You are serious? Disabling the-And you do know she is right-”
“Of course we do. Why do you think we are still speaking?”

There was a momentary pause, prompting Skystar to creep closer into the space outside the door.
Who is he talking to?
Her curiosity had gotten her into plenty of trouble before- but the mysteries on this ship and around a certain gryphon were irresistible.
“You are forcing my claw. What gives you the right?” Galen’s voice growled out at an octave that sent a shiver down Skystar’s spine.
Oh, he’s mad. But why?

“What gives us the right, you mean. I don’t answer to you, I only answer to her.”
Another growl left Galen’s throat as another voice piped up, this individual sounding more elderly and trying to appease the Captain.
“Galen, what we’re trying to say is that you were never meant to carry this burden. It has only taken this long for us to realize it. We understand the methods we’re using might be upsetting, but we really don’t see any other way.”
A slight huff left Galen’s beak, Skystar imagining the gryphon’s talons scarring the wood as the sound grated into her ears.

“More or less. But honestly, what can we expect of him?” The previous voice piped up with an obnoxious drawl.
“We all have made sacrifices, and I’d say we have a significant more knowledge to draw upon. What would your father think of the current state of things?”
An audible chill suddenly permeated the air, Skystar taking a step back as static began to crackle across the door. A few gasps let her know there were other individuals in the room- but the nasty-voiced creature apparently didn’t know.
Or didn’t care.
“What? I speak the truth. How would he see his son, as yet unmarried and fliting around without a care in the world? All for what, trying to change the world with his motley crew?”
“You dare-”
“Spare me Galen. The council doesn’t answer to you and neither do I. And what of this talk about the Hippogriff Princess? The council seems to think she is the one to learn about us? I suppose that is a moot point now.” The voice mused, Skystar’s eyes widening as the wooden door began to crack, magical tendrils worming their way through the wood like hungry caterpillars.

“What if we forgo all the pleasantries and just reveal it all? How would she react if everything was out in the open? To that end, what would your father think of his son interested in a hippogriff?”
“ENOUGH!”

Skystar ducked, a piece of the wooden door flying past her face to shatter against the metal wall behind her. Now able to see into the room, she darted back around the corner and bit back a gasp.
Rearing on his hind limbs, Galen floated in the air, his fur and feathers flared out with anger. Runes with illegible writing spun around his body, the gryphon pointing an accusatory claw at the figure across from him. Sitting in front of the Captain were six strange apparitions, each appearing like Alabaster; three gryphons, a kirin, a pony, and a minotaur, their rough outlines all bearing a similar blue magical outline.
Magical projections? That makes sense, some sort of long-distance meeting? But what about?

One of the gryphons was slowly holding up a set of claws defensively, the gesture useless as Galen glared at him.
“Do not speak to me of sacrifice, you coward!” Galen hissed, eyes sparking with blue flame.
“Not two days after I visit his grave, and you dare seek to speak for him? Hide inside your walls which I helped build with sweat and blood- and go ahead and defy me!” Galen paused, the gryphon in question now starting to shiver as the flames leaking from the Captain’s eyes grew a bit brighter.

“Reject my title all you want- but I am still a Captain, a Knight, and a Mage. I’ve laid down twenty years of my life to protect you! If you will not respect what I have done for you and those you care about, then you will respect me for what I can do!” he growled, Skystar’s breath hitching in her chest. A small portal sprang into existence in front of Galen- the enraged captain reaching through to grip the offender by the front scruff of his neck, which mirrored itself in the projection image itself from a different angle.

“What is-?!”
“You speak of answering to her. Did you ever think and wonder who one of my few friends is? Who do you think pulled me through blood-soaked tundra and kept me alive? Who do you think was my only companion for the two years I struggled through after?” Galen’s voice now shifted- his deep tone causing the walls to shiver. He still maintained the grip on the accusatory creature despite the other gryphons struggles.
“I never asked for any of this. All I wanted was to help and live my life, yet filth like you continue to try and dredge up my darkest doubts and regrets. You will indeed answer to her, Advisor Histiv, because I believe she takes just as much offense as I do at such degrading remarks to my father and other creatures.”
The gryphon’s eyes widened as a new figure appeared, trotting to stand beside Galen. A lime green Kirin now bared her teeth at the Advisor, causing the gryphon to shrink to the floor as Galen let him go, the secondary portal closing quickly.

“Broadcast that exchange to the general populous by the way. Let them judge this creature. I don’t want anything more to do with him.” Gallen muttered, waving a set of claws as the single gryphon projection vanished in a flash of light.
“Nice to see you Ley.” He whispered, the green Kirin nodding in reply. Skystar nearly darted out the door as the Kirin then looked directly at her but the shortest of moments, expression softening into a smile.

She knew I was here?
Do they all?!
What is going on? So, Galen knows this council- is he a part of it? Something big is at stake, a secret. Ok, I can work with that. And the Green Kirin is named Ley…and is apparently high ranking? Hmmm.

“I did not know Histiv had such foul views Galen. I would have never recommended him to the council otherwise. Such speciesist beliefs are the opposite of what we all represent.” The minotaur piped up, shaking his horned head. Galen now sat on the floor, his wings drooping as exhaustion seeped into his frame.
“But if we want to return to the point, we have unanimously decided it is time. This burden of secrecy has been harming you. Not seeing it sooner has been an act we now struggle to forgive ourselves for, and ask for your forgiveness to that end.” He continued, then stepping back as the earth pony projection took a step forward.
“This is our decision. We will not force other things onto you- but it is time for us to stop hiding. We can remove that burden from you at the very least.”
Galen looked up at the creatures, ears perking up ever so slightly.
“And if the enemy returns again? Does this mean I-?”
“Then we will enact the plans you have drawn up and prepared us for. You will also be called upon as any other time. In other areas, your duties will remain the same. Perhaps shift slightly, but we still need your expertise.” The pony continued with a smile, another gryphon now stepping forward. This projection looked old even through the projector.

“Galen my friend, we understand this must be frightening, but we never meant this to impact you so.” The older gryphon shook his head.
“We have had significant more time to also understand our condition. You have never been granted that luxury. Instead we have pushed you farther than intended, all for our selfish goals, however necessary they might have been.”

Galen now looked up to the group, gesturing to them with a set of claws.
“I cannot easily simply flip a switch of two decades. Just the idea makes me…” He shivered, sides shaking slightly as the gryphon heaved in a breath.
Is he about to have a panic attack?

“Galen, we are not asking you to. According to Alabaster, Skystar already found discrepancies in the history books. We did not plan on such a method of discovery, but it suits things perfectly.” the gryphon continued, appearing to snap Galen out of his daze.
“We are only suggesting adding a single history book to your library, and see where it goes from there.” He then smiled, and Skystar now had the distinct feeling they all knew she was there.
“From what you have told us, can you think of any-creature more kind and curious to discover us? Furthermore, we believe that Queen Novo and Princess Skystar are in a very unique position in terms of understanding a society that has vanished from history for a time.”

Awww. He shook his head to agree with-Wait, he’s told them about ME?

“This…to place this on her like this is not right. After this job perhaps, but starting in this manner? I need not explain the feelings I have about under -clawed politics.” Galen muttered, the female kirin then piping up.
“No other way would have been ideal, especially concerning the other topics. That said, do you truly think she would not understand?”

Galen’s feathers flattened, the gryphon looking away slightly.
“Perhaps it truly is too much to ask for a friend outside of my crew. Is it such an unreasonable goal? Why her and why now?” he whispered, head hanging to look at the floor.
“This entire thing has forced my claw. What choice to I have, once again? Did you all consider that?”
“It was unanimous, only one objector. We honestly didn’t intend to impact your personal life in such a manner.” the minotaur explained, prompting Galen to let out a huff, gesturing to the still quiet green Kirin to his right.
“Who, Ley? Is that why you waited so long?” he muttered with a bit of amusement, the gryphon then sitting straight as a board as a bit of movement caught his eye.
Ley held up a hoof, pointing at the shocked Captain.
“M-me?!”

The older gryphon chuckled, nodding slowly.
“You indeed. When I say unanimous, that includes everyone, and I use that term as broadly as I can. As for Ley,she has actually been extremely excited to meet your hippogriff friend. She wouldn’t stop prancing around the library all day and pulling out books on the subject.
Still pointing at Galen, Ley stuck out her tongue at the projection, shrugging her shoulders innocently.

“Then we will continue from here- and I will have to handle quite a few questions. Alabaster? Put the first volume in the library please.” Galen called, then looking to the projections.
“So, we see where things go from here then? It is decided?”

The remaining individuals nodding, the minotaur then shrugging his broad shoulders.
“Nothing dramatic will take place though. We simply want to set the ball rolling and see where it goes. We are ready Galen, thanks to you.” The councilor then paused, eyes narrowing ever so slightly.
“Do you truly understand what you have done for us, Captain Galen? How your actions are respected and revered here?”

To Skystar’s surprise, Galen could only shrug as he looked up at the gathered individuals. His demeanor was of some-creature finishing a marathon and just wanting to rest.
“I thought I did at a time, but I suppose I very well may not.” he whispered, then bowing his head to the projections as the images began to flicker out of focus.
As Galen turned away, Skystar caught a final set of surprised looks passed around the gathered individuals, then vanishing as the room went dark save for a single flickering lantern. Ley then placed an arm around the gryphon as the Captain took a shaky breath.
“I’m so sorry Skystar. I never wanted to drag you into this.” he whispered, prompting the hippogriff to sneak away.

Ooooook. To the library, because apparently, they want me to read something?
But why not just tell me? I guess this is an easier way to learn about stuff. I kind of like it, other than the underhanded ‘oh hey, we’re acting like you can’t heaaaar us.’ Skystar mused, making her way back uneventfully.
She’d ask him about it all of course, no sense in waiting for that. But if this book would help her understand what in the world was going on, perhaps that would be the first order of business. Not the whole thing of course- she wasn’t about to wait that long, but perhaps just a bit and then ask Galen what was going on.

It was easy to spot- a sparkling new volume amidst other dusty old tombs. To Skystar’s surprise, the newly placed book was barely a few dozen pages thick, despite the binding being made for a much heavier volume.
Hmmmmmm. Well, lets take a look shall we?

The first page was a simple prologue, but even it had Skystar’s eyes widening.
“Alabaster? Um, do you have any charcoal? A quill and ink- oh, wait I have feathers. Or just ink?” she called out, the golem snapping into existence and gesturing to a desk drawer.
“In here.” he remarked, a strange look in the magical apparition’s eyes as he vanished.
Huh. Weird.

Locating the half-full vial of ink, Skystar found a bit of blank parchment and prepared her notes.
‘For this volume, the city state will henceforth be known as ‘Anthracite’ due to interchangeable use over time, due to its primary export until the discovery of high-quality capacitor crystals used for spells.’

Skystar made a single bullet point- ‘City State- Anthracite- exported coal until….’
High quality…wait, mana crystals?! Is that what they discovered?!
She continued reading, noting the writing itself seemed crisper than the other books previously read.
‘A beacon for all magically attuned gryphons, Anthracite was seen as the pinnacle of magical development in the gryphon provinces outside the royal academy. On the discovery of an advanced magical golem spell, the state began to unravel.’

Skystar tapped the parchment, now wondering if she’d have to talk with Alabaster first…
‘After a conflicting period of ethical use, the state seemed to be in consensus of the use of such spells. Unfortunately, the death of the royal family and contacts proved fatal for the province.*’

Her train of thought screeched to a halt, Skystar flipping to the reference of the event.
‘*Death of the Royal Family: After a fire claiming the lives of the ruling family and many of their advisors broke out in the palace, the state quickly fell into chaos under the rule of the King’s brother. It is now in line with other gryphon provinces in terms of poverty and quality of life as the few remaining royal mages and advisors left following the event.’

Skystar let out a huff, musing over the new information.
So who is this council? Who is Galen? Are they all the left-overs of the advisors and mages? What is there to find out about?
Waaaaait a minute.
Skipping to the end of the history, the curious princess’s eyes narrowed as a few passages burned into her memory.
‘Rumors abound as to the location of the magical golems and a sizeable population of Anthracite, both having vanished after the tragic fire in the royal castle.*’
To Skystar’s surprise, the reference led her back to another book, one she had already perused. A new set of pages glistened in the old tomb, clearly having either been hidden or removed before. The hippogriff grinned, looking at the other books as well.
How much of this stuff is hidden? It’s like an ancient ruin in here! I wonder what else….

Then refocusing, Skystar delved into the book, noting the referenced passage.
‘Reference from Primary History: Inhabitants of Anthracite and magical golems now live in secret, with their only contact being a select few traders, led by the remnants of the Royal Advisors.’
“BINGO!” Skystar crowed, then covering her beak with a grin.
Ooooh that feels good. From totally confused to…well, only slightly confused.

She looked over a few points in her notes, musing over how best to even ask Galen about all of this.
‘-Part of odd council, remnants of royal one?
-Golems reason for contention?
-Exported mage crystals.
-Center of magic for gryphons.
-Galen advisor?
-Ley is leader?’

Well. That’s enough to go on. I wonder….
“Hey, Alabaster?” Skystar called, the pony quickly appearing with a ‘pop.’
“How can I be of assistance?” he asked, then looked down at the open book.
“Oh.”
Skystar muffled a giggle, shrugging her wings.
“Soooooooo am I to guess you’re one of the magical golems this book mentioned? From Anthracite?”
Alabaster promptly sat down, nodding slowly.
“That is correct. You are the first to obtain this knowledge outside of the crew,” he explained, Skystar letting out a slight huff.
“Apparently they want me to know about it. I feel kind of used. At least Galen didn’t like the idea.” She muttered, Alabaster then frowning.
“Ah. That explains things. He is on the deck, and appeared rather distressed. I do not listen in on private meetings, but if you heard anything, I can only assume it was intentional.” the golem mused.

“Yeah, I gathered that. But before I go talk to him…” Skystar then smiled slightly.
“Who is Galen? Well, what can you tell me? Oooobviously there’s a ton you can’t I assume.”
Skystar asked, noticing that after the initial oddities, Alabaster seemed much more personable.
Then again, magical golem or not, he’s had to hide this stuff too…
“Well, what do you want to know?” he asked with a smile.
“What can you tell me? What has he done? When was he a captain? How is he related to this old city state?” Skystar rattled off, then looking at Alabaster in surprise as the pony chuckled.
“I’ll tell you a few things, but I truly think he should inform you of the other matters. I only will share the details he will likely leave out.”
Skystar then held up a claw, shaking her head.
“I don’t want to know if he wouldn’t want me to know.” she added, head tilting curiously as the golem laughed.
“Oh no, it’s not like that,” he explained, “it’s because he’s too stubborn to tell you himself. He’d love for you to know- as most individuals would enjoy recognition. But he’s a better gryphon than that, or at least tries to be.” Alabaster then paused, seeming to read off an invisible checklist in front of him

“He established the Klugetown General Hospital, which has revitalized their economy and begun to reform the entire town. Crime was cut in half within the first four months, and rates of illness and death have likewise been greatly reduced. Live-creature trade, both import and export have fallen to nearly zero in the local area, most likely due to aggressive termination of such practices. Oh, and he has been a captain for over a decade. That’s a part of his resume at least.” the golem added, grinning as Skystar gaped at him.

“I…can see why he wouldn’t exactly want to broadcast that. Or rather, I can see why he would, but chooses not to.” she muttered, prompting an agreeing nod.
“Exactly. Quite an impressive list, but such thinks can affect the public and personal view of him. Probably why he enjoyed your discussions if I had to guess.” the projection mused.

Skystar flopped onto the table, letting out a slight huff.
“I liked our talks- but now I just dunno how to approach him. Between listening in on that conversation and knowing he’s really frustrated about something- and then all these secrets! Where do I even start?”
Staying quiet for a moment, Alabaster then shrugged his shoulders, eyes gaining a hint of sorrow.
“Just ask him. He appreciates not dancing around an issue.”

With a nod, Skystar stood and made her way out of the library and back to the main deck, the wind and rain battering frame.
Huh. Not as cold as I thought it would be. That’s weird. There were snow patches around before the clouds came, but the rain is actually warm?

Galen wasn’t at the wheelhouse as Skystar thought, but instead sitting near the prow of the ship. As the hippogriff neared, a sudden ‘SNAP’ caused her to jump, a rope tearing nearby. Galen’s claws lashed out, snagging a flapping end of the line as he looked for the other end. A bit of blue magic surrounded it- and then faded, as though the gryphon preferred to do things manually. Yanking the two ends together, Galen tied a quick knot as his forelimbs quivered with the strain.
Wait a minute.

As the rain beat down on the Captain, Skystar saw a strange pattern on the gryphon’s grey chest. Running from his right shoulder to halfway down his chest, a line of feathers seemed ever so slightly off from the others- only visible now that he was soaked.
A scar. But what could leave that?
A few other similar feather discrepancies were visible on Galen’s frame- easily visible now that Skystar knew what to look at.
WAITBUTDON’TSTARE…
The hippogriff glanced away after a moment, a blush rising to her cheeks. That could have been awkward.
I mean, he’s in pretty good shape- and I didn’t even know he had some muscle under those feathers...not TOO much but enough to really make him look really-OKfocusskystarfocus.

Shaking her head and refocusing, Skystar didn’t say anything at first, walking up and sitting next to Galen as the rain soaked her feathers. Looking up, she saw a bit of a heat mirage hovering above the ship- which quickly explained the pleasant temperature.
“I enjoy thunderstorms.” Galen sighed, gesturing to the dark clouds surrounding the ship, occasionally lit with internal lightning flashes.
“Some find them scary or intimidating- I enjoy knowing how powerful nature can be. Sometimes you can’t run from it, only endure it. Misdirect, duck, dodge, but not face it head on. Guess that’s why I like the ocean too.”
Nodding in agreement, Skystar then blew her a fan of drooping teal feather out of her face, glaring at the offending feathers as they flopped back over.
“I always watched them from my balcony. This is tons better though.” she added, glancing over to Galen briefly as his wings sagged slightly.

“I suppose you want to know what that entire meeting was about.” He reluctantly said, head shaking back and forth as though resigned to the impending conversation.
“Well yeah, but I also just wanted to talk a bit first. The other stuff can wait,” she interjected, stifling a giggle as Galen’s head snapped up, his eyes blinking in surprise.
“W-wah?”
The shocked look on his soaked features was too much, eyes seeming to bulge out from his head disproportionately, causing Skystar laugh.
“What? I liked our talks! B-but o-oh my gosh you look ridiculous. I mean, I probably do too. Gryphons and hippogriffs don’t model well in the rain!” she gasped, seeing a smile twitch at Galen’s beak.
He’s smiling- yay! I like his smile. The last thing I want him to think is I JUST want to know about that meeting!
I mean I do, but friends first, even if I don’t know them that much. A smile can be a small thing I guess, but it might make him feel better.
Besides, small things can make all the difference…

“You have a fair point. I’ve been told I look like an angry toad when I’m wet and puff out my cheeks,” Galen admitted, Skystar now bouncing up and down with a grin.
“Oh now you’ve gotta!”
Shaking his head at first, Galen finally relented, looking at Skystar and puffing out his cheeks.
“SNRK!” The hippogriff snorted, clasping a set of claws to her beak as she struggled not to burst out laughing again. His cheeks fully inflated, Galen’s wide eyes seem to bulge to the sides of his head, perfectly imitating indeed, an angry toad.
She finally couldn’t keep it in, the hippogriff leaning on the railing as she giggled.
“Oh my gosh that’s fantastic,” she sighed, sides still shaking from the laughter aftershocks.
“I need a picture of that. Maybe I’ll hang it somewhere to look at whenever I’m feeling sad.” Skystar mused, noting how Galen’s ears flicked up.
“Hmm?”

The princess shrugged, a peaceful smile on her beak as she looked back out to the thunderstorm.
“What? I’d hang it right next to my pony friends. I mean, you’re still my friend, at least I think you are, even if I don’t know you as well,” she pondered, quite happy to see Galen nod.
“I’d certainly like to still be your friend,” he whispered, eyes darting down to the wooden deck in thought. Skystar waited a few moments, then looked over to the troubled Captain.
“Will you let me?” she asked, Galen’s ocean-blue eyes briefly meeting hers.
Whoa. There’s a lot of emotion in there…that’s interesting.

He then looked away, head nodding ever so slightly.
“I’d like to. But you have to understand Skystar, that meeting is forcing me to change what the past two decades of my life have been forged from.” A sad chuckle left his beak, the gryphon looking to a set of talons in thought.
“When you lose so much, it’s hard to do anything you will-you might lose again,” he whispered.
Hmm. Wonder why he changed that? Guess I’ll add that to the notebook.

“Life breaks us occasionally. It just depends how we recover from it that makes us who we are.” Skystar said quietly, looking over at Galen let out a huff.
“You seem pretty un-broken Skystar, and I don’t mean to put down any experiences you’ve had. You’re just one of the most caring and curious individuals I’ve ever met. I can’t really see how something could break you.”
That’s…actually rather sweet.

A lump rose in Skystar’s throat, a few memories rising to the fore. This wasn’t like their other silly talks about shrimp cuisine or their favorite shell color. She wasn’t really used to this type of thing.
And I guess that’s what stings the most. I’ve never really had a talk like this.
“That’s really sweet of you to say, but it’s still a bit wrong,” Skystar whispered.
“I broke the day my dad died, my mom did too. But we got through it.”
“Sorry, I didn’t-”
Seeing Galen stiffen as he spoke, Skystar scooted a tad closer and shook her head.
“It’s ok, really. It made me and my mom closer- something I think my dad would have wanted. I guess I broke a little when I heard those I thought were friends talking about how weird I was. That took a while to get over, a looooong while.” she added, wincing at the lump in her throat.
Haven’t thought about that stuff in ages…never really had to.
I guess that’s part of the problem.

“But now I’m happier being me, even if getting here had parts that hurt and I wished I could change. So, if you’re scared about losing a friend and don’t even want to try…that’s the wrong way of looking at it.”
Galen was quiet for a few long minutes, but Skystar didn’t get the impression it was in a bad way. His claws tapped against the railing, the gryphon seeming to be battling something in his own mind.
“The worst part of all this is knowing you’re right, and still fighting it all the same.” Galen finally said, shaking his head.
“I do miss our talks, even if we didn’t have that many of them.”
Skystar’s heart did a strange flip in her chest as a smile spread across her beak.
“Really?”
He nodded, letting out a sigh.
“Really. You’re one of the few individuals I can talk to without being a Captain, or anything else, and who still wants to talk. It feels like I’m just Galen to you- how accurate that is I don’t know though.”

Skystar waited a few moments, tapping a claw to her beak in thought.
“Well, that’s pretty wrong now. You’re wet-toad-gryphon, and also Galen,” she giggled, prompting an exasperated exhale from Galen.
“I walked into that one.”
“Mhmmmmmm. But I quickly learned there’s more to you than just being a captain, as interesting as it is.” Skystar hummed, glancing up at the clouds briefly.
“Huh. It’s starting to rain harder….”

Galen made a quick motion with his claws- and suddenly everything seem to freeze.
Skystar blinked, looking around as drops of water slowly fell past her at a snail’s pace, everything outside a small circle still maintaining its usual speed. Water droplets hung in the air around her on their almost imperceptible downward path, splitting into a million smaller blobs in a similar slow-motion as she touched them.
“Galen, how did you do this? It’s beautiful,” she gasped, touching a few more water drops to watch them scatter.
“It’s a simple spell, it just slows down the movements of certain things. In this case, water,” he explained, gesturing once again. The water drops suddenly spun together and then blew apart- coating the entire spell area with a fine glistening mist, sparkling with the flashes of lightning and flickering lanterns of the ship.

Skystar traced her claw through the dense fog-like drops, eyes wide in wonder as the shapes held for a good long moment.
“This is incredible. Where did you lean to do this? I mean, I know you’re some sort of mage.” she asked as the gryphon shrugged his wings.
“I was taught growing up a bit. But then mostly self-taught, after everything collapsed.”
“That’s…actually really impressive,” Skystar admitted, “I didn’t know that many gryphons could even perform magic.”

Galen nodded as he twirled a few magical tendrils between his claws.
“Every creature has a form of magic within them- sometimes it’s just harder to access. This is the case with Gryphons. That’s why runic magic is so popular. We don’t have a horn to channel it like a unicorn, or an inherent connection like other pony races.” he explained, Skystar soaking up each detail.
“As far as I know, hippogriffs are more magically in tune than gryphons- that’s why you can use that magical pearl and perform bubble magic underwater and the like. For us, once we figure out that big step of how to get in touch with a form of magic, it just snowballs.”
Sending the tendrils of magic spiraling above their heads, Galen flicked his wrist and caused dozens of runes to pop into existence. The strange writings floated this way and that; some aglow, some simply pulsing on and off.

“Gryphons can connect to the ley lines that run across the land. Wherever you are, there’s a ley line of some type. Runic magic just allows a way to harness and channel it into a spell. That makes sense?”
Skystar nodded, now not able to resist hopping up and down excitedly.
“That’s so cool! I always wondered why there weren’t more mages outside of unicorns and such, but I guess every race just has to discover their own connection to magic!”
Agreeing with a nod, Galen caused the runes to vanish, leaving Skystar to look up at the heat mirage above the ship, and then back to the still-suspended rain mist.
I wonder how many runes that takes to activate. How do you even use runes? I have got to ask him more about this and the ley lines.
Wait.
WAIT.
Her eyes widened as the image of a lime green kirin flashed to the fore, the hippogriff staring at Galen for a moment.
Ley Lines…LEY?! Is that- wait. No, that’s impossible. Is she a golem connecting everything to ley-lines?!
First things first.

“Thank you for sharing though. I find it super interesting! Learning something like that on your own must have been a challenge. I find studying some topics with help to be hard. I can’t imagine learning advanced subjects like magic on my own.”
A shrug was Galen’s reply, the gryphon twitching a claw and causing the rain to now fall normally once again.
“It took a lot of practice and error, but worth the payoff in that regard I have to say.”

Waiting a few moments, Skystar then sat up a bit straighter and glanced over to Galen.
“Soooo about the meeting thing.” she asked, tilting her head as Galen’s wings slumped.
“Ah, yes, that…” he muttered, prompting a titter from the hippogriff.
“What? It’s not that- well, ok I suppose it is a big deal, but not as an issue, I guess? Let me see if I got this right. There’s this civilization has been hidden away and wants to come back to the world, and you’ve been keeping it a secret all this time?” Skystar rattled off, prompting a single nod from Galen.
“That’s about it, in a rough nutshell. I didn’t want it to impact how you see things-”
“You mean how I see you?” Skystar interjected, and saw Galen’s wings droop as the gryphon nodded.

“Ooooh. Well, I just see that as a separate political thingy, not necessarily a thing to talk about than with a friend. It’s how mom and I separate stuff. There’s the ‘queen and princess’ talks, and then the ‘mom and me’ talks. So the meeting would be a Princess and Captain talk.” Skystar replied, not able to resist a grin as Galen’s beak now dropped open.
“That’s…actually brilliant,” he muttered, the princess happily bouncing in place briefly.
“Uh huh! So that’s why I really don’t see it as that big a deal. I mean yeah, it’s a new undiscovered civilization which is awesome, but that’s something Princess Skystar can deal with.” She then looked up at Galen, a slight lump forming in the hippogriff’s throat.

“I still just want to be able to talk to you like before though. Just as me.”
The tension surrounding Skystar’s heard eased as the Captain nodded, a weight on his own shoulders seeming to fade as well.
“I’d like that very much,” he replied, a genuine smile splitting Galen’s beak. His eyes meeting Skystar’s for a moment, the hippogriff felt her cheeks warm ever so slightly on seeing a softness behind the usually guarded gaze.
“Thank you, by the way,” he whispered, taking a deep breath and shaking out his feathers.
“For…well, all of what you said.”

The hippogriff couldn’t help but smile as well, playfully nudging his shoulder with her own.
“Even the angry toad comment?” she asked, eliciting a sigh from the Captain.
“Yes. Even the angry toad comment.”
The pair making their way back towards the dry sanctuary of the cabin, Skystar couldn’t overlook a detail that was now present ever since she nudged Galen’s shoulder.
…is that a blush? Is that a good thing?
I really don’t see it as a bad thing, that’s for sure.

-Two Days Later

“Sector Five marked. That’s an entire quadrant now.” Gears called from the prow of the ship. The hedgehog was operating what appeared to be a giant steaming metal tube- the odd device aglow with crystals and making it look like an oversized and fancy straw balanced on the smaller creature’s shoulder.

“Good. That mapping device of yours working fine?” Galen asked, and then saw the hedgehog nod in agreement as he maneuvered the tube slightly.
“Better than expected. A few minor glitches we’ll have to iron out, but I can re-play the map and edit it onto normal charts with ease.” Gears explained with a grin, then returning to look through a small viewfinder.

Letting his gaze wander from the nearby mountains, Galen couldn’t help but smile at seeing Skystar craning her neck over the side of the ship. The curious hippogriff had rarely been below deck the past two days; either spending her time in the library or watching the scenery pass by.
I would have thought she’d get bored with having us just fly back and forth. I guess not…
The day after their rain-soaked chat, Skystar had promptly sat next to Galen as he was piloting with a smile.
‘Can we chat now?’
The following hour or two had passed in a blur, the gryphon having sorely missed just talking about general nonsense. No politics, super-personal questions or anything. Just topics that made them smile. He could tell she was a bit nervous about asking anything too personal, and the Captain could appreciate that at least.

When Skystar had plopped down next to him in a similar fashion yesterday, Galen was now starting to look forward to an hour or two of just talking. Or listening- since Skystar seemed to love to regale him with tales of exploring Seaquestia.
Oh, and the uses of shells- lots of those!
So, so many things about shells.

Putting a line of barren mountains behind them, Galen steered the ship down towards looming snowy peaks in the distance. White-topped trees spanned as far as the eye could see, giving way to rocky hovels here and there. Dead ahead mountains loomed, marking the official start of ‘Bug Bear Territory,’ on nearly any official map. Beyond that to the North and the East was nothing but forested and rocky mountains, dotted with a few fortified trading posts. Dangerous as this area was, it was rich in valuable minerals and rare plant life, making expeditions and some form of habitation a necessity.
Their mapping took them dead into the center of this area. Thankfully the air was perfectly safe since Bugbears didn’t fly that far off the ground.
Let’s hope I don’t discover a creature to test that theory…

“So, where we goin?” Skystar asked, hopping next to Galen with a smile. So engrossed in his thoughts as to not hear her approaching, Galen let out what sounded halfway between a yell and a sneeze, prompting a cackle to sound from the prow.
“Shut up Gears.” Galen muttered, trying to smooth down his ruffled feathers as Skystar giggled.
“He enjoyed startling me for a while until I got fed up with it….”
“He threw me out a window!” Gears called, prompting a stare from Skystar.
“You what?!”

Holding up his claws disarmingly, Galen gestured to the hedgehog in the distance.
“It was into a lake and he totally deserved it!”
“…This is true. I did deserve it that time.” An agreeing call sounded out, prompting Skystar to shake her head in amusement.
“You all are so weird. It’s awesome.” she sighed, then pointing to the mountains.
“So, we headed there?”

Galen nodded, becoming slightly distracted as Skystar leaned on the railing next to the wheel. Her light blue eyes made the freckles on her cheeks jump out, adding even more character to every smile or curious expression that flitted across her face. Her light-yellow feathers sparkled in the sunlight as a rogue teal crest-feather drooped down across her face. Blowing it out of the way, she happened to glance his way. Knowing full well he was caught, Galen knew there was an embarrassed blush on his cheeks as he averted his gaze,
“Erm, sorry.” he muttered, then shaking his head.
Staring at a gorgeous Princess. Oh, that’s professional. You know better.
“Yeah, deep into Bug-Bear territory. We’ll be fine up here, but it’s going to get significantly colder.” he explained, the air already starting to chill.

As Galen explained their route, Skystar couldn’t shake the warmth on her cheeks or in her chest. It was a bit distracting, but in a surprisingly pleasant way.Getting ogled by Nobles was hardly a rare event for her, yet usually that was accompanied by less than decent conversation and some sort of ulterior motive; usually wanting to be in favor with the Queen.
Yet never before had one of them apologized for such behavior, not even close.

He didn’t try to hide it- but said he was sorry?
I have no idea how to feel about that. Good I think? He was toooootally looking.
Kind of nice to be admired though, just as me. Not Princess Skystar. Just….me.

“So we’re mapping all these snowy mountains? Huh. Might get old, but so far it’s awesome!” Skystar crowed, then looking at one of the closer mountain peaks.
“Huh. That’s weird.” She muttered.
“Hmm?”
“Hey Gears, can you-OH! Sorry, Galen? It’s your crew. Can you-”
Galen chuckled slightly, waving to the Princess.
“If it’s something informal, by all means ask. If Gears doesn’t want to do something, he’ll let you know.”

Skystar nodded, then waving to Gears.
“Hey Gears? That mountain peak looks weird. The one with a droopy hairdo. It’s almost misty at the bottom. Can you take a look?” she called, the hedgehog waving back.
“Sure thing!”
There was a moment’s pause as the hedgehog examined the sight, and then the entire ship lit up with red warning lights from the crystal emitters.
“Captain, Skystar just spotted the remnants of an avalanche. I’m spotting…over six bodies. Most are moving, but that mountain peak could give way, and I mean the entire thing. I assume you want to respond?” Gears called.

Skystar took a step back as Galen stiffened, tapping his gauntlet to broadcast his voice throughout the ship.
“Everyone, get to the top deck NOW! Staunch, ready the medical bay for avalanche casualties. Alabaster, run up the medical flag and contact the nearest trading post. Tilly, Pergin, get warm water and blankets ready. When that’s done, get topside. We need to get them out of there before that mountain gives way! Gears, keep an eye on that mountain!”

The gauntlet flashed green four times- each individual acknowledging the orders.
“Be sure to wear that bracelet Gears gave you Skystar.” Galen whispered, gesturing down to the main deck. The sides of the flotation bladder now began to glow- a red cross standing out against a white background as crystal emitters activated to project the peaceful symbol.
“You’ll need to wait here though. Your mother would not approve of you being down there while we worked. We shouldn’t be long.”
He’s right, she wouldn’t, and I have to stay safe. I don’t like it though, not one bit.

Skystar frowned, ears perking up as Gears poke up again.
“I count twelve now, and that’s assuming nobody is buried completely. Eight are moving.”
“Arriving in two minutes.” Alabaster chimed in, the engines of the ship humming at full power.
“Ok Skystar. Disguise time- as it should be for any time we are interacting with others or nearing a settlement, just like we discussed.” Galen instructed, the Princess nodding as she made her way belowdecks.
He totally changed when hearing about the avalanche. I’ve never seen him so…confident.

Snapping on the disguising bracelet, Skystar watched out of a cracked-open window as the ship lowered to the ground. The few individuals able to fully walk were waving frantically- what appeared to be a conglomeration of gryphons, ponies, and a minotaur.

A ramp extending down from a side hatch, Staunch galloped down towards the stricken individuals, Pergin and Tilly in tow. Galen soared down, his claws aglow with magic. From the snow, two forms were lifted from the depths as they coughed and sputtered.
“Fourteen. Is that everyone?” Galen called, a large minotaur nodding as he was led to the ship.
“A-aye. That’s everyone.” He muttered, the gryphon then getting distracted by one of the more distant bodies. This one appeared to have a red stain near it…
“MOMMA!”
Oh no.

A crystal in the cabin then pinged, Galen’s voice echoing through.
“Skystar, I need your help. Keep that hatchling away, please!”
A small gryphon hatchling scrambled across the snow towards the stricken gryphoness, the half-buried creature barely stirring. Skystar quickly jumped from the deck, soaring down to wrap the youngster up with a hug as he cried.
Gallen lifted the gryphon from the snow, magic dancing around his claws and the injured individual. A broken tree limb stuck out from the side of the stricken gryphoness- her sides barely moving.
“Captain! The mountain peak is giving way! You have maybe a minute!” Gears called out frantically from his deck position.

Skystar looked back, barely seeing four of the creatures onboard. Staunch was busy trying to stabilize what looked like two gryphons with broken limbs, while Pergin and Tilly were wrapping up the others in blankets before carefully carrying them onboard. Despite being miles away, the looming snow-saturated peak groaned, the sound echoing all around. The amount of snow was almost comical- seeming to defy gravity as it hugged onto the side and top of the mountain. A small part seemed to be missing- presumably the cause of the current avalanche.
We’ll get crushed! All that snow…

Optional Music

“Can’t levitate them all with injuries on board. Can only save six. Magic use could prove fatal now. Not acceptable. Have to buy time.” Galen muttered to himself, a magical field spreading to the stricken gryphoness.
“MOMMA!” The child cried in Skystar’s arms, trying to scramble and get closer to the fallen parent.
Galen glanced up- and Skystar saw something deep within the Knight strain and crack as his eyes widened.
“Alabaster, that peak is going to give. Turn the ship around and open up the thruster focusing arrays fully. Drop all the anchors and wait for my signal.” Galen barked into his gauntlet, his crew angling away from the ramp as the ship spun on its axis.
“Sir, are you seriously planning to-”
“DO IT!” Galen growled, a blue glow increasing in intensity around his limbs.
“Everyone! When that avalanche hits, you need to cover your eyes! It’s going to bright and blinding, and I don’t want anyone getting hit by debris that make it through!” His amplified voice bellowed out across the snow.

“Now for you…” He whispered, looking over to the hatchling in Skystar’s arms.
“Is momma going to be ok?” The youngster asked, prompting a single nod from Galen.
“Yes, I promise. Now stay close to Cloudy and close your eyes.”
My name is Cloudy now? Well ok…

“Incoming Captain!” Gears called out, a groan sounding out across the leveled mountainside. The snow gave way, crashing down with a muted thud that didn’t do the billowing cloud justice as it swarmed forwards toward the prone ship and group.
“You are not dying today…you want to see your son, don’t you?” Galen whispered, magic threads dancing over the injured gryphoness. The area around the impaled object glowed- and Galen gripped the branch with both claws, even as the avalanche grew closer.
“This is going to hurt. Focus on your son, ok?”
The gryphoness nodded- her head barely moving in response.
With a smooth motion, Galen yanked the branch out and slammed a set of claws onto the wound, a bright white light searing out from the contact point. Skystar saw him grunt, side twisting slightly. It might have been a trick of the light, but she could have sworn there was a blue flash on his own body mirroring the point on the injured gryphoness.

“CLOSE YOUR EYES!” He bellowed, the gryphon twisting to rear on his hind legs. One set of claws was stretched backwards- encompassing the gryphoness in a light blue field of magic. The other set gestured in front of him, tapping and spinning runes that snapped into existence in front of him.

Seeming to forge itself from the air itself, a dark metal staff grew in Galen’s claws as he slammed it into the snow. Blue arcane threads drifted from the top of the pole like a spiderweb, encompassing the area behind the Captain. The wall of snow was now barely a ship-length away, pieces of ice and snow starting to pelt the group.
“ALABASTER, FIRE!”

With a rumble that seemed to challenge the avalanche itself, the Crystal Hail’s engines ignited with a vengeance. The temperature soared- melting water running in rivulets among the ice and snow. A thunderous roar eliminated all chance of speech, Skystar’s bones being shaken by the intensity.
We should be dead.
Daring to crack open an eye, the hippogriff couldn’t help but gasp.
No way.

The ship’s engines roaring at full power, the massive cone of energy slid over a shield above the group, being redirected into the avalanche and appearing to melt the snow ahead of them.
Skystar realized with a shock that nobody else could see Galen from her angle.
They would never know.

The gryphon bracing himself against the staff, Galen’s eyes were narrowed in concentration as the snow split to either side of the group. A shimmering silver magical wedge stretched from the ground to above the airship- redirecting the full force of the avalanche to either side of the stricken creatures.
Skystar let out a squeal as a rock punched through the shield, lightly smacked her in the side- prompting Galen to turn and look.
He heard that?!

His eyes narrowed to slits, and the gryphon turned back to glare at the wall of snow.
She couldn’t hear him- but could understand the single word that slipped from his beak.
‘More.’
“Keep your eyes closed!” His voice repeated, this time definitely distorted and amplified with magic.
Of course. Close their eyes, and they’ll never see. But why?

More rocks now began to pummel the shield- and a low hum began to permeate the air. Closing her eyes briefly, Skystar made sure the youngster in her arms was shielded from the onslaught.
When she opened her eyes again, closing them was out of the question.

The physical feathers on Galen’s right arm began to flake off, replaced by those of light blue magic. Similar to the outline of Alabaster, Galen’s right arm and talons were now fully composed of arcane energy, all surging into the weapon clasped in his claws. For a moment, Skystar could see tendrils worming their way from his planted foot-paws and through his body. More feathers and fur flaked away, this time causing blue light to shine through gashes in his torso.
What are you Galen?

Rocks now being incinerated on hitting the magical wedge, the avalanche seemed to launch a final assault before giving up, passing by on either side of the group. Before the last piece of snow had fallen, Staunch Gauze had galloped up to stand beside Skystar. Seeing her gaze directed towards Galen, the medic’s eyes widened as she shook her head.
“Galen, here.” She whispered, passing over some simple rags to the gryphon. He quickly bound his entire arm with the white cloth- wrapping it over his torso as well to hide the shimmering arcane magic that coursed through his body.
(End Music)

“Everyone safe?” He panted, the staff now fragmenting into pieces that vanished in the cold mountain air.
“Everyone is safe. We can load them all now. You need to get back to the cabin, alight?” Staunch whispered, passing the gryphon two large pills.
She knows about this?! How is Staunch being so casual about it?
Is this a NORMAL thing?

Downing the pills dry, Galen tottered back to the youngster, now clutching his own side. Staunch applied her own stabilizing magic over the gryphoness, carefully levitating her back towards the ship.
“She’s just going to sleep for a few days, but your mom will be fine.” He whispered, head shaking slightly. Skystar didn’t miss the haunted look in Galen’s eyes, nor the relief that swept into its place.
I think this had more meaning than I can tell.

Helping the other shaken creatures onto the ship, Skystar heaved a few backpacks left behind, then watching as the main hatch closed.
As the ship beelined towards the nearest trading outpost, Staunch popped out of the medical bay for a few moments, pulling Skystar into a small storage room. The smaller pony’s eyes were narrowed and held an alien fierceness that made Skystar take a step back in surprise.

“You weren’t supposed to see that. Very few others ever have- so I have to trust you to not say anything, as Galen trusts me. Alright?”
Skystar could only nod, the medic nodding curtly as the returned to her duties.
What is going on?

The journey to the outpost was thankfully uneventful- the expedition members being dropped off safe and sound. Apparently trying to journey between two settlements, the hapless group had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time. The fact there were no fatalities was nothing short of a miracle, as the minotaur had said to Skystar as she talked among the group.
No, not a miracle; Galen.

Skystar’s heart jumped in her chest as a dark brown gryphon sat near a familiar prone gryphoness, a young hatchling cradled in his arms.
“Momma is going to be ok.” the youngster stated, the other parent trying to hold back tears.
“He’s right you know.” Galen said, stumbling his way towards the pair.
“She will sleep for a few days, but will be no worse for wear.”

“B-but how? The blood, the branch, I thought she…” the gryphon stammered, looking at Galen incredulously.
“The wound will scar, but heal just fine. I expect you three to have a long and healthy life.”

The captain only managed a step backwards before the gryphon hugged one of his limbs, sides shaking slightly.
“Thank you…thank you for saving my wife and son!” the traveler whispered, not able to stem the tears that flowed down his rugged features.

“Just- glad to help.” Galen replied as the gryphon returned to sit next to his sleeping wife. The Captain caught the gaze of the youngster- who promptly pointed to his own right arm.
Adjusting the bandage, Galen covered up a sliver of shining energy, placing a set of talons against his beak in a ‘shhh’ gesture.

The child repeated it and nodded, darting forward to hug Galen’s left limb before returning to his father.
The Captain strode out of the room with Skystar lagging a bit behind. Only once he was out of sight of the recovering creatures did he sag against the bulkhead with a hiss, clutching his side with a set of talons. His sides shook slightly, the gryphon brushing away something from his eyes briefly.
“Do you still get the migraines?” Staunch asked as she trotted out ahead of the Captain, neither apparently seeing Skystar.
“Less and less, but those painkillers help some. I’m going to feel this tomorrow.” He muttered, leaning on the pony as she led him down the hall.
“Skystar saw by the way. I trust her not to say anything though.” Staunch remarked, prompting a sigh from the gryphon.
“I know. But with everything she’s learning, I suppose some things aren’t going to remain untold for long. I just hope it won’t change anything, I know it does for me.”
Staunch stayed quiet for a time, but Skystar caught a final remark as they rounded the bend.
“I think you’ll be surprised.”

She shook her head, heading back to the main collection of travelers. There wasn’t anything she could do yet- but could at the very least comfort some of these creatures.

“You weren’t supposed to see that. Very few others ever have- so I have to trust you to not say anything, as Galen trusted me. Alright?”
Staunch’s words echoed through the hippogriff’s mind as Skystar slumped at the main mess table. Having dropped off the refugees an hour ago along with the boisterous claim of a trade opportunity in the Badlands, the ship was now headed south to then double-back along their previous course to head back into Bug-Bear territory. That would, ideally, throw off any pursuers or nosey individuals.

“Well, nobody died, so I’d say today was a success. One of our most successful rescues if I do say so myself.” Tilly crowed, then looking over to Skystar.
“Hmm. Now that you’re here, maybe we could have like, a girl’s night.” The older gryphoness mused, sipping some simple cider from a mug.
“I mean, usually it’s just me and Staunch. Switch doesn’t usually come up here anyhow.”
“Switch?” Skystar asked, having heard the name before.
“Oh, right. Alabaster’s companion. She’s the more mechanically minded entity, so she’s usually in engineering arguing with Gears about something.” Tilly explained, then waving to Staunch as the pony plodded in and sat down with a sigh, coat glistening from a fresh shower.
“Success?” She asked, Staunch nodding tiredly.
“Thankfully. Still no lives being lost, including that gryphoness.”
Tilly nodded, then looked up to Skystar with a grin.
“So, saw the Captain work? It certainly shocked me when I saw him stitching up a wound without any thread, closing up a gaping chest like it was nothing.” The gryphoness mused, Skystar nodding as Staunch looked over with a warning gaze.
Hmmm. That procedure and event have been more involved than what every-creature else has seen.

“It was pretty incredible, that’s to be sure. I knew he was a mage- I just didn’t know he was that good.” Skystar remarked, prompting a deep chuckle from Tilly.
“Mmm. That’s true. I suppose it’s an added bonus that you like him.”
“W-WHAT?!”

Even Staunch couldn’t help but giggle, the hippogriff’s feathers lighting up with a pink blush.
“It’s not like it’s a bad thing! The Captain is pretty cool.” Tilly continued, thoroughly enjoying the increasingly pink ball of feathers that began to squeak with embarrassment.
I don’t- not totally, I mean- maybe they just saw us after Griffinstone? Misinterpreting the hug?
“It wasn’t- it was just a hug! He was sad, so…I….” Skystar’s voice drifted off as two faces stared at her, jaws hanging slightly open.
“Say what?” Staunch asked, Tilly simply nodded.
“It was just a hug?” Skystar ventured, Tilly letting out a soft whistle as she leaned back in the large chair.
“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh boy.” she sighed, shaking her head.
“The Captain doesn’t hug. So ‘just a hug,’ isn’t really a valid statement.” Staunch explained.
“He only really tolerates it from youngsters, because they don’t know any better. I’ve seen him shiver when getting a pat on the shoulder from someone. He’s only now warming up to the idea of such small gestures from us, and we’ve known him for years.” Tilly continued, shaking her head.
“So, he must think you’re something special, at least to some degree to allow that.” she mused, Staunch nodding slowly in agreement.

Skystar’s blush only lessened slightly, the hippogriff flopping onto the table.
“I don’t know him that well, so it’s not like that.” she mumbled, shaking her head in rebellion.
“Besides. He’s probably got a line of girls from all sorts of species. He doesn’t seem to want to even let me know much about him. He was super hesitant to even talk before I managed to explain stuff to him. And even then, I feel like he doesn’t want to share too much.”
Staunch nearly choked on her cider as Tilly let out a deep laugh, struggling to not fall off her chair.
“Oh Skystar, you have it wrong.” she managed to say with a smile. Staunch seemed to have gotten over her mirth, a strange sadness entering her gaze.
She hasn’t said much…what is going on?

“True, plenty of girls have liked Captain Galen and swooned left and right, but none have really liked Galen, if you get my drift.” Tilly remarked, letting out a sad sigh.
“The idea of a sword-swinging mercenary only holds so much appeal. If you don’t like whose underneath, or just want the fame or fortune, that all fades fast. Before that even happens though, he always doesn’t seem to get close to anyone like that. He’s nice about it and all, but I never could pin down why, because I know he certainly likes females.” she mused, shaking her head.
“Nothing wrong with not, but why always distance himself? I’ve wondered that too. So, it’s not you, Skystar. He does that with anyone he gets too close to, be it friends or otherwise.”
Skystar couldn’t shake the haunting look Galen’s eyes when they had been talking in the library. The unbridled joy being crushed by something. That look had surfaced a few times during their talks as well- the genuine wanting to share, and then it being smothered.

Tilly now turned to look at Staunch, the medic refusing to meet her eye.
“My goodness you look guilty, what is going on?” the gryphoness asked, Staunch shaking her head.
“Wait. WAIT.” The gears began to turn in Tilly’s mind, a set of claws now pointing to the pony.
“You know why he’s like that, don’t you?”

A shake of the head was Staunch’s reply, Tilly’s eyes narrowing slightly.
“You aren’t going to say anything? Nobody here knows, yet you-”
“I can’t. Please don’t keep asking.”
The pony’s begging tone immediately squashed any rising emotion from Tilly, the gryphoness plopping back down to the deck.
“Oh, it’s like that. You can’t say anything. Galen trusts you to not?”
A nod was all Staunch gave in reply, Tilly then getting up.
“Nothing wrong with asking him I suppose, hopefully if he’s not too wiped out from stitching up the gryphoness.”

Staunch’s ears pricked up, and both she and Skystar heard Tilly make her way down the hall to the workshop. A few muffled words later, and the large gryphoness was back, eyes wide in astonishment as she sat down.
“…Apparently we’ll all know soon enough,” she whispered, calmly draining her mug.
“I never expected that answer.”

A few moments of quiet passed before Tilly looked over to Skystar again, the older gryphnoness’s gaze softening.
“But seriously, Skystar, Galen at least likes you in some respect. He wouldn’t have let you get that close otherwise, grieving or not. If nothing else, he needs friends that aren’t family.” She added as Skystar nodded in agreement.
“I’d like that, if nothing else.”

Staunch filled a mug with some cider, sliding it over to Skystar with a slight smile.
“I know it’s weird, all these secrets. But we just trust that it will work out. Even if it’s a pain to do so.” she explained, gaze losing any previous annoyance towards Skystar.
“Tilly is right though. Our Captain is a fantastic gryphon- but he could use a friend at the very least.”
Nodding in thought, Skystar savored the tasty beverage as Staunch glanced over to her once again.
“On the bright side, he totally gets a cute blush when you’re near him. Kind of matches yours actually; yes I noticed. Be thankful Gears hasn’t.”

Tilly roared with laughter as cider promptly shot out of Skystar’s beak, the hippogriff letting out a choked gasped as she flailed about.
“NOT FAIR!”

Author's Note

A TON of stuff happening in this chapter! Some questions are answered, but the mystery deepens...
I know there's a LOT of questions readers must have- and I do hope I'm explaining things enough as Skystar learns about them. This part of the intro arc is definitely a mystery, so to reveal everything would just spoil it all.

A few things I'm very interested in feedback on: There's the bit of history exposition, as well as if the pacing seems too fast or just right. I hope the POV switches make sense too (using the line breaks to signify that or a time change.)

I could have cut this chapter part of the way, but figured EH WHY NOT. Hopefully monster chapters aren't a negative. I am interested in feedback however.

In other news, I am still improving my writing, and now have to back-edit all the dialogue (ending with a comma vs period) :pinkiecrazy: So as always, feel free to let me know of any feedback, be it things I did right or things I can improve on!

Chapter Five: Storms Of The Heart

“Remember not too long, otherwise it’ll burn.” Pergin instructed as Skystar sautéed a skillet of various meats and vegetables together in the ship galley.
“Good, and now you add the secondary spices because why….?”
Skystar grinned as she sent a few dashes of flavoring across the dish, looking to the gryphon confidently.
“Because some of these spices don’t handle heat well, and will change flavor before they even reach your mouth!”

Pergin slammed a set of claws onto the countertop with happy grin, gesturing to Tilly who was watching with an amused smirk on her beak.
“AH! SEE? SHE GETS IT!” he crowed, prompting his wife to clap.
“Well done then, but is it ready? I’m starving.” she groaned, flopping onto the table as Pergin waggled a spatula at her.
“See, you’re always so interested in the end result, you don’t take pleasure in the journey! Food is like that too!” he quipped to her, prompting a very sly smirk from the gryphoness.
“Uh huh. Pleasure in the journey, says the guy who was starting to get rather grumbly after dating for only-”
“AND IT’S DONE!” the cook announced, his usually bland feathers now starting to sport a very unique shade of red as Skystar pretended not to notice.

“Thank you for letting me help Pergin- I was going a biiiiiit stir crazy in the library.” Skystar thanked the gryphon as he waved a set of claws.
“Eh. It was nothing. It’s nice to have someone appreciate the art of making meals, even if you did burn that first dish.”

Skystar stuck out her tongue, then shivering as she recalled the solid block of carbon that had emerged from the oven two hours ago.
I didn’t even know a casserole could burn that deeply and evenly…
It’d make an effective cannonball though.

Still sporting some rather red ears, Pergin sat next to Tilly as Skystar divided out the stir fry. She made sure to save a few portions for Gears, Staunch, and Galen- the latter thought causing her ears to droop slightly with worry.
I haven’t seen him for three days…

“Mmmm. Not bad Skystar. Could use a tad less salt though.” Pergin remarked, causing the Princess to let out an embarrassed chuckle.
“OH. Right. I guess I’m just used to salty food.” she whispered, prompting the other gryphon to shrug.
“It’s still fantastic- impressive considering it was your second try at the dish.”

Skystar smiled as she downed her portion, then looked over to the pair curiously.
“How did you two meet each other? And Captain Galen too, if I might ask?” she ventured.
Pergin gestured to his wife to take over- spooning in another mouthful of stir-fry as the burly gryphoness grinned.
“Well, in terms of us, that’s a fairly simple story. I hated figuring out finances- and I was trying to figure out what sort of items to invest in. I heard this guy offered advice on the side, since financial advising wasn’t too popular at the time. As his main job, he was running a hole-in-the-wall antique store. So, I asked for his help with my earnings, and he just seemed interesting.”
“For the record, I figured out she wasn’t interested in the antiques after she stared at an old minotaur cheese grater for three minutes straight.” Pergin piped up, prompting a snickering laugh from Skystar.

“Yeah yeah. And you totally weren’t staring from behind the counter- or was it your accounting notes making your ears blush?” she countered, effectively shutting up the cook as he smacked his head on the wood table in defeat.
Skystar could barely breath, gasping as she couldn’t help but laugh at the scene.

“Aaaaand yep. Plenty of dates and some time later….and here we are.” Tilly concluded, still enjoying her husband’s misery as he grumbled.

“As for the captain- we’ve known him the longest, but barely. We were with him after he got command of his third ship. One of the youngest captains I’ve ever seen.”
Taking a few bites, Tilly leaned back in the large cushioned bench, tapping her beak with a claw.

“I believe he was in his late teens actually. We got this ship a few years after that, so yep. He needed both someone to handle finances, cook, and a general second in command. I also am trained on loading cannons and ballistae. Pergin and I are a package deal of course, so it was luck he needed the positions we both filled,” she explained, “and after seeing how well he treated both us and the other crew members, we wanted to stick around, if he’d let us. So far that offer has taken us well over a decade of work.”

He was a captain when he was in his TEENS!? How…hmm.
Skystar’s brain spun the facts around as Tilly glanced over to her with a nod.
“Did that answer your question? We picked up Gears about two years after us, right around when we got this ship actually. Then there’s Staunch- she’s only been with us two years.”
“What about Alabaster?” Skystar piped up, prompting Tilly to wave a claw.
“He came with the ship, so about the same as Gears.”

Nodding as she finished her dish, Skystar shuffled her wings in thought as Pergin dolled out a bit of food into a wooden bowl.
“Would you mind taking this to Staunch? She’s probably in her private quarters. I’ll deliver Gears’ meal. That idiot probably got in an argument with Switch again. You’ll probably meet her soon too.” Pergin remarked, prompting a nod from the hippogriff.

“Sure thing! And thanks for the history! I love learning about creatures and everything. And there’s sooooo much about this ship and stuff I don’t know!” Skystar gushed briefly, then blushing as she ducked out of the mess area with the still-hot bowl in a set of claws.
Hmm. Ok. And maybe I can ask Staunch about Galen…

Nearly crashing into the pony, Skystar ducked to the side as she balanced the stir fry in her claws.
“AH! Oh! Hey Staunch! Brought you…lunch? Dinner? Late lunch? Dunch?” Skystar crowed as the pony grinned, levitating the stir fry out of her grasp.
“Thanks, Skystar. I was just heading there to get some food actually.” she mused, head tilting to the side as the hippogriff’s gaze drifted to the floor.
“Hey, Staunch?” Skystar asked, “Is Galen avoiding me? I haven’t seen him for the past three days. Is it because I saw the whole…” she gestured to her arm briefly.

Of the many reactions Skystar expected out of Staunch, a smile and soft laugh was not one of them.
“Oh gosh. No, he’s not- well, not you specifically. Skystar, he’s been basically stuck in his bed. That’s why you haven’t seen me. I’ve been trying to alleviate the symptoms as best I could. But I’ve done all I can do.” she explained, her smile softening into one of genuine concern.
“He’ll be fine though. But honestly? I think he’d like to see you. He’s been asking how you’ve been. Why the idiot didn’t just have us deliver a message I don’t know.”

A blush flared onto Skystar’s cheeks as her ears perked up, prompting an even wider grin from Staunch.
“Just follow this hallway to the end, tale a left, and it’s the first door on your right.” she gestured down the hall, continuing down towards the mess area.

Walking down the hall, Skystar knocked on the door.
“Hey Galen, it’s Skystar?”
A tired voice answered her, the door slowly swinging open with a slight blue glow.
“Oh. Hey Skystar, come on in. Ow, ok that was stupid. No spells.” the gryphon grumbled, waving tiredly from a cushioned cot built into the ship’s wall.
Stepping inside, Skystar glanced around the spacious cabin. To her left was a simple window and shelf, and a large desk took up the space immediately in front of her. Shelves stuffed with books and binders of all types adorned the walls above another window ahead, and the bed area was to the right of the doorway. Galen was flat on his stomach, head propped up on two pillows with a few books nearby.

“Sorry I haven’t been out and about. But I pretty much collapse if I move off the bed, soooo there’s that.” he mused, prompting Skystar to sit down with a tilt of her head.
“Huh. Because of all that stuff you did to save…everyone?” she asked.
“In a word? Yes. In a few words? That about covers it; magical overload of sorts. Thankfully Staunch figured out some painkillers to dull it all.” he explained, a slight smile dawning on his beak.

“Dull wha-” Skystar’s words cut off as small crackles of blue arcane energy surged across Galen’s frame, worming in and through his body like a thunderstorm cloud before subsiding. The gryphon let out a hiss, then shivered with a shaky breath.
“Dull that. Its been a while since I’ve had this entire ordeal. It has been getting better over time though.” he mused, blue eyes then refocusing on the Princess.
“I understand you saw something? Staunch assured me you wouldn’t say a word, and I trust her. I trust you.” Galen’s voice shifted from berating to genuine care, the tired captain letting out a sigh.
“I’m honestly amazed I’ve gone this long with just rumors being said about me rather than fact. You must know I can’t tell you everything, as much as I’d like to.”

Skystar nodded, fiddling with her claws. There had been a single question bothering her however…
“Galen, are you a golem?” she asked cautiously, letting out a relieved breath as Galen shook his head with a chuckle.
“Oh goodness no. I was born from a physical egg with flesh and blood parents.” he replied.
“…are you part golem?”

At that question the gryphon paused, then managed a slight shrug of his wings.
“I guess that’s a way to look at it. So, maybe?” he muttered, flopping back down on the pillow.
“These secrets won’t remain such as long. The council has authorized the release of another history volume to you, and then things get interesting.”

Skystar stayed silent, more curious as to why the gryphon sounded downcast and sullen than anything.
“Is…that bad?” she ventured to ask.
“Inherently, no. But I have kept the secret of Anthracite and such for so long, it’s hard to let that burden go.” Galen whispered, not meeting Skystar’s gaze.
“It’s a very unnerving thing, to have a core facet of your life yanked out from under you- especially when you had to learn to shoulder such a burden.”
“I can imagine. It’s not the exact same, but having the Storm King defeated and coming back to the rest of the world was a shock.” Skystar replied, nodding slowly.

“So, I can at least understand how I felt when that all happened. Maybe that will help with what this council wants me to do?”
Galen chuckled, tiredly waving a set of claws towards the hippogriff.

“I think you’re doing fine. They just want to slowly come back into the world, and if you’ll be the ambassador for such in any aspect, that’d work. If not, at least we’ll have a friend among others.” Galen replied, a soft sigh leaving his beak.
“Just keep being your incredible and gorgeous self. That’s more than…erm…tailfeathers.” Galen muttered, burying his head into the pillow before grumbling.
Wait what?

“Sorry. Dealing with this…condition is exhausting. It sometimes makes me say….-“
Oh. So he didn’t…
“Stuff you don’t mean?” Skystar interjected, prompting the gryphon to look at her in shock.
“What? No. If that was the case, I’d call you ugly and boring. Ugh. I mean, it’s harder to filter from what I am thinking to what I am saying.” He explained with a groan, peeking out from the pillow as a furious blush colored Skystar’s face.
Ohmygosh.

“That’s actually adorable, and I tooootally could have some fun with that.” Skystar chuckled, head tilting to the side as she blinked.
“You, really think that about me though?”
“Assuming it’s the opposite of the ugly and boring? Yes.” he sighed.
Yay! Wait. Why is that a yay?
…hmm.

“Ugh. A breach in professionalism; that will certainly come back to bite me I suppose.” he muttered, prompting a titter from Skystar.
“Um, well I DID ask. Besides, you’ve been a perfect Knight as far as I can tell.”
Wait.
WAIT.
“Uh, Knights can have relationships and stuff, right? Because if not, then Gallus probably broke that rule day one…and that’s news to me.”
Galen let out a tired laugh with a nod, but then gestured to a stack of books and notes on his desk.
“Oh no, Knights can. But as a Captain and Knight with a duty to protect you, that means I am to act a certain way. So, I apologize for breaching that.”
Wait. He’s apologizing for….
Ok that’s adorable, and really sweet.

Shrugging her wings, Skystar took a few steps closer and looked down at Galen curiously.
“You’ve been a perfect gentle-gryphon. I am not sure what standards you personally hold yourself to, but I think you’ve been fantastic. Are you not supposed to be friends with individuals you protect?”

Galen shook his head, prompting a frown from Skystar.
“Huh. Well I guess that makes sense, but if it’s not hindering the job can’t see why not.”
“Because attachments can lead to hesitation in combat. And that might be deadly to yourself or others.” Galen replied immediately, a strange coldness entering his voice.

“I thought we talked about opening up and stuff?”
A sigh greeted Skystar’s words, and the hippogriff frowned as magic tendrils surged across his frame again.
“O-ow. T-this is different. You’re a Princess. The last thing I want is any sort of material to come forward that could be used against you. Friends with a mercenary? With his crew? Things like that can be either innocent or snowball out of control.” Galen muttered, pressing his head into the pillow.
“Politics. It’s exhausting.”
“Well as the Princess, I have some say in things, now don’t I?” Skystar asked, prompting Galen to look up.
“In terms of how best to protect you, not really. That’s my area of expertise.”
“Buuuuuut if I feel like the atmosphere is unpleasant, you would be honor bound to try and fix that within reason, right?” the hippogriff continued.
“Yeah?”

A kind smile now dawned on Skystar’s beak, wanting nothing more than to give the prone gryphon’s shoulder a comforting squeeze- but she stayed her claws.
“Well, not being able to make friends with the creatures keeping me safe, including their captain, would make the entire affair very unpleasant and uncomfortable for me.”

A genuine soft laugh left Galen’s beak, the gryphon wincing at the gesture regardless.
“You have me there.”
Skystar stood up a bit straighter- projecting the ‘princess’ as her mom had often instructed her.
“Aaaaaand. Thus far, your behavior has made me feel perfectly safe, secure. This is including the revealing of the Anthracite nation. So, I think you’ve done fantastically.” she then relaxed a bit, a blush returning to her cheeks.

“A-and if you really do think those other things about me, that is certainly not a negative.” her voice then dropped to a whispered.
“It’s really nice actually.”

Galen blinked, levering himself up slightly to lean against the pillows.
“Wait, Pardon? Weren’t you telling me how you hated the attention nobles gave you?”
The cautious look Skystar shot him now had the gryphon’s full attention as the hippogriff refused to look directly at him.
“Well yeah, but this is different. It’s nice to be noticed as me. That doesn’t happen if I’m home. I’m the Princess, so…that’s all the attention I get. Even when I go out to Equestria, I’m still Princess Skystar.” The hippogriff shook her head as a surprising amount of emotion began to clog her throat.

“Being on this ship has been one of the best weeks I’ve ever had. I’ve just been me. Ever since I told you to not call me by my title, everyone just treats me as…someone. Nicely, kindly, but just as me.” When she looked up, Skystar’s eyes were shining with tears, her beak clenched as she struggled to put words to the surging emotions in her heart.
“It may sound silly and stupid, but that has meant so much to me. So, to find out some-gryphon actually thinks I’m interesting as weird me is…it’s really, really nice.”

Galen didn’t say anything at first, claws tapping the cot edge in thought.
“Well, to be fair I think the entire crew thinks you’re interesting. You’re fun to be around Skystar. I’m just glad we can make you feel so welcome. We’re all a weird bunch, so you fit right in.”

The Princess was quiet, finally pipping up with a slight glance to Galen.
“You know that it’s different with you though.”
She didn’t miss how the gryphon’s claws tightened, some of his talons scarring the rough fabric.
“With all due respect Skystar, you don’t know what I think. I mean that in the nicest way possible, but nobody really does know. Nobody can know. That’s part of the problem.” He whispered, and only now did Skystar see the anguish in the gryphon’s eyes as he looked up at her briefly.

“I know that I enjoy talking with you. I know that you’re a really talented gryphon who has done a lot of good, even though you have a ton of secrets. I know that you’ve been nothing but kind to me and your crew, and those around you even outside your jobs. I also know you think the term ‘Pish’ is silly but fantastic. I also know you’re just an overall interesting guy, one who I’d totally ask on a date.”

“Bwahat?” he stammered, the stunned stare on Galen’s features sending Skystar into giggle, waving a set of claws about.
“What? It’s true!”
The gryphon continued to stare, eyes then looking at his own claws.
“You really don’t know much about me Skystar. There’s a lot I’m not sure you’d like.” he whispered, a bit of a cloud coming over demeanor before Skystar let loose another giggle.
“Well duh, but I really want to learn about it regardless! Leave that stuff for me to figure out! That’s why it’s called a date and not a ‘we already know each other get together.’ I mean I guess that’s what they’d turn into after a while though….” She mused, then shook her head briefly.
“But I get it. On the job is not a professional thing.” Skystar agreed, a wide grin now sliding onto her face.
“Buuuuut that means after next week, I can totally ask you!”

The pained look on Galen’s face was enough to give the hippogriff pause, scooting a bit closer as she saw anguish creep into his eyes.
“Galen?”
“Skystar, you don’t- I can’t-“
Oh.

Skystar stayed very quiet for a moment, her wings dropping slightly.
“Does this have to do with losing someone again?” She asked cautiously, and saw Galen nod.
“Ok. Welllll, do you know for sure you’d lose someone again?”

Galen hissed as some arcane bolts wracked his frame, but finally shook his head.
“I don’t know. It’s not that simple.”
Letting the pause carry on for a moment, Skystar mused over her next words, finally sighing.
“Well, just know that I would. I don’t know what’s going on in that head of yours, but I’m more than happy to learn.”

As she shifted up slightly and scooted away, Galen looked over, the turmoil in his usually calm blue eyes shining through.
“Skystar, I’m not- I’m not sure you’ll like the gryphon underneath the captain. I may be a knight, but I don’t have shining armor.” he whispered, prompting a rather determined gaze from the hippogriff.

“I think the same thing about what’s underneath the Princess.” Skystar replied, a slight smile on her beak.
“Armor that’s shining and perfect just means it hasn’t seen combat. I think I’d trust a knight after he’s been through a dozen battles and still has armor than one who hasn’t been tested at all. I read something like that in a book, and I think it’s true.”

As Galen mused over her words, Skystar couldn’t help but shrug her wings in afterthought.
“If nothing else, I still think you’re a friend.” she added, ears perking up as Galen shifted again.
“Hey Skystar?” he asked, causing her to pause.
“I-erm, in a week or so…it’s a date.”

The high-pitched joyous squeak was muffled through Skystar’s claws as she bounced up and down happily, then walking over to look at Galen with the widest smile on her face.
“Really?”
Despite the storms of emotion in his eyes, Galen nodded and managed a slight yet sincere smile.
“Really.”
The Princess didn’t miss how as she hopped up and down again excitedly how Galen’s demeanor softened, the pain in behind his gaze seeming to lessen. She paused on seeing his beak open and close a few times as though words were struggling to escape.

“Although, there’s a lot of stuff that’s going through my head Skystar.” Galen finally whispered, looking up at the hippogriff.
“I just hope you’re ok with me trying to work through it. Our talks, stuff like this, it’s all new to me, in a very unsettling but good way.”

A familiar smile finally worked its way onto his beak, prompting Skystar’s heart to skip a few beats as the Knight’s gaze met hers.
“But you’ve tolerated me this far, so I think that’s saying something.”

Flopping onto the ground and leaning against the cot, Skystar drew a forelimb across her forehead with an exaggerated sigh.
“Oh, but it has been sooooooooo difficult. All those talks I wouldn’t trade for the world, the incredible stories that I’ll never forget. And all the while having to endure looking at an incredibly handsomMMF!” the Princess clasped a set of claws to her beak as her joking went a bit too far into her consciousness, a very warm blush creeping up Skystar’s cheeks to her ears.

“Well. That’s a slip for each of us, guess we call it even?” Galen quipped, his tone significantly brighter.
“Mmmmhmmm.” Skystar muttered, feeling her ears burn.
“I am glad you think so though. It’s quite a nice thing.”
A few more grumbles, and Skystar stood up to look at the gryphon with a mock pout, the Captain managing to sit up with a wince.
“You know. I couuuuld shut you up with a hug, but I know that’s not really an option.”

To her surprise, the gryphon shrugged after a moment of hesitation.
“If you don’t mind possibly getting shocked….” he mumbled, still seeming to be a bit woozy from sitting up straight.
‘It’s not ‘just a hug’ is what everyone said. But…everycreature deserves to know someone cares.

Stepping closer, Skystar winces as lightning bolts flickered across the gryphon’s body and caused Galen to double over. The action prompted a squeak from the princess as the Captain promptly slammed into her shoulder with a muffled hiss of pain. The strange tendrils licked over Skystar’s frame briefly, but only gave her the slightest itch to signal their passing.

“Sorry,” he mumbled into her shoulder, “That one hurt. It didn’t to you?”
Skystar giggled, wrapping her arms around the Captain to give him a single squeeze with a shake of her head
Best I not push my luck.
“Nope! Anyhow, a hug is a hug. Glad to be a pillow too.” she chuckled.
To Skystar’s continued surprise, Galen let out a sigh and didn’t pull away for a few more moments.
“This is going to take some getting used to.” he whispered.
“Well, no rush. I apparently helped you graduate from no hugs to ‘maybe’ hugs.” Skystar replied with a smile, helping Galen lean back against the bulkhead.

“Besides, I’m already waiting a week to go on a date.”
Her words prompted a slight wince, and it was fairly easy for Skystar to draw a simple conclusion.
“Ooooh. Are you worried about what my mom will say? Insinuating you did something to coerce me into it all?” She asked, prompting a simple shrug from Galen.
“Well, I guess that’s understandable. But don’t worry. If anything, I’m the one who asked! You’ve been nothing but a gentle-gryphon the entire time! My mom will totally want to interview you even if we go on one date though.” Skystar mused, prompting Galen to turn a bit ashen.
“Interview or tie up in a dungeon?”
“…Eh, maybe a bit of both, but maybe it won’t be that bad. The royal palace does have some cells though. Perhaps it’ll be a fungeon? A fun dungeon?”

On seeing the gryphon’s grey ears start to turn pink, Skystar smacked a set of claws to her face as a similar blush worked its way across her face.
“OH MY GOSH THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEANT!” She squeaked, the gryphon starting to chuckle.
“I mean, I’m not one to judge…”
“Ohmygoshpleaseshutup.”
“I’ve heard of weirder things. It’s nothing to be ashamed of if that’s-”
Now that Skystar was delegated to a squeaking mess, Galen sighed and shook his head, not able to resist a grin.
“I’m sorry, that was totally inappropriate but I just couldn’t resist. That’s something Galen would joke about- not Captain Galen.”
“I was not expecting it. But I walked into that one.” Skystar muttered.
“Wait, sooooo there’s walk in appointments?”
“GALEN!”

A cheeky smirk plastered itself across the Captain’s face, the gryphon waving a set of claws.
“Ok. I’m done, I promise. To be fair, be glad it was with me and not Gears. Princess or not, you wouldn’t hear the end of such a thing.”

Skystar grumbled, sitting next to the bed and glaring at him.
“Well new topic then. What do you hope to be doing in a few years?”
Galen blinked, eyes slightly unfocused as he thought.
“Hmm.”
After a few moments, he sighed, shoulders slumping as a weight seemed to lift itself off of them.
“Exploring either alone with my crew, having my own little island retreat, and mapping lands while helping as best I can. Pretty similar to now actually.”
“Just without all the secrets?” Skystar interjected.
“Yes. And that will be a big enough change for sure. What about you?” he asked in return.

Skystar let out a soft hum, gesturing to the Captain with a set of furry talons.
“Honestly, exploring. Learning about other races and their cultures. Maybe discovering some creepy ruins and stuff. Learning new and weird things- that’s why I’m not too thrown off by this whole new nation business. It’s awesome and fascinating!” she crowed as Galen tilted his head slightly.
“Huh.”
“What do you mean ‘huh’?”
Galen shrugged, settling down onto all fours as he looked at Skystar curiously.
“Just…not what I expected. Nothing having to do with home?”

Her ears instantly flattening, Skystar looked away with a shake of her head.
“Oh. Sorry, I didn’t mean it’s like a bad thing.”
“But when your mom is the Queen, it is a bad thing. To most at least.” Skystar whispered as her claws scored the wood floor slightly.
Galen didn’t reply for a moment, finally shrugging his wings.
“Sorry Skystar. I won’t bring it up again- but know that I don’t see it as a bad thing. I can understand in a way.”
The hippogriff nodded, a thankful glance being tossed the gryphon’s way.
“Thanks Galen.”

The pause in conversation had Skystar shifting on her claws slightly, both enjoying the casual conversation and the lack of needing to put on any sort of front.
He didn’t even bat an eye about the whole no-thanks-to-the-queen thing…

A strange high-pitched shriek then shattered the peace, the door slamming open as Gears skidded to a stop. The arcane skates on his foot-paws threw sparks across the floor as he gestured upwards.
“Sorry. Captain. Ships sighted. Hidden for now.” He gasped, then skidding out of the room and aimed towards the engine compartment.
Galen’s hackles rose- something about Gears’ words and demeanor seeming to touch a chord with the gryphon.

“I need to get to the wheelhouse.” He muttered, struggling to stand.
“Yay! Cane duty!” Skystar immediately piped up, grinning as Galen tottered on his feet and leaned against her shoulder.
“That works. Thanks.” He whispered, the hippogriff nodding as they made their way down the halls and to the staircase.
“Sure thing.”
Double bonus. Help a friend in need, and get to be close to toooootally attractiveokfocusSkystar.

Within a few minutes, Galen was inside the enclosed wheelhouse and looking at a crystal projection, appearing to look like a messy three-dimensional projection of chess more than anything. A few dots flickered this way and that, as did a few other symbols.
“Gears, are we running silent?” Galen asked into a communication panel.
“Aye. Tilly had me immediately run silent and go get you. She handled shutting down the mapping equipment and other powered artifacts.” Gears replied quickly.

“Everyone secure? This is the Captain.” Galen called out, tapping the crystal once. Four chimes sounded back- one from each member of the crew.
“This could just be a rogue trading convoy- but we need to be sure. Tilly, make sure we’re battened down, and Gears? Make sure our concealment spells are active and find out what those ships are. Staunch and Pergin? Secure any loose items and make sure the core readings are nominal.”

The crystal chimed again as Galen pulled out a map from beside the wheel, spreading it on a small table in the center of the room.
“Ok. This is the map of the shipping and anticipated patrol routes your mother gave us. Tilly has been navigating, so she must have been using it. We should be here…” Galen muttered, looking at the crisscrossing lines. His eyes narrowed as the Captain double-checked and triple-checked their position, head shaking this way and that.
“No, no that can’t be right.”
“Captain? They’re Equestrian vessels. Three scouting vessels and one light cruiser.” Gears reported.
“Our spells are holding fast. They’d have to run into us to find the ship, and I mean that quite literally.”
“Thanks Gears. Stand by everyone.”

Galen tapped the crystal again and let out a hiss, a few rogue arcane tendrils now squirming across his body.
With a strange instinctual gesture, Skystar scooted closer to nudge Galen’s shoulder. The arcane flow seemed to lessen, the strange itchiness working its way through her feathers. Galen also sighed in relief, looking to Skystar curiously.
“Thank you…but how does that not hurt?” He whispered, prompting a shrug.
“Dunno. It just itches- maybe the pearl shard dulls it? Glad it helps you though! It doesn’t look fun.” Skystar replied cheerily, eyes narrowing as she also examined the map.

“If this is right, we should be in that giant empty space, right? Why would they search this far north? My mom would have made plans of where to search for me if something like this happened, and this far away just wouldn’t make sense, not with everything that’s going on.”
Galen nodded, and despite not saying anything, Skystar saw his hackles start to prickle.
“You said that your mom would have plans of how to search for you- so, she’d know what would be safest. So, if they are searching for us outside those official plans…”

A slight whimper left Skystar’s beak as she nodded.
“T-then there’s a few reasons that could have happened. None of them good.”
“Alright. Everyone? Change of plans. Something is going on- because our charts are no good anymore. We’re flying low and quiet, you know the drill. If we can find a place to hide that’d be ideal, but otherwise stick to your stations.”
Four chimes sounded off, leaving Galen to then slump to the deck with a sigh.
“This complicates things. If something was off, we would have heard from Queen Novo…so why are the routes different, and why haven’t we heard anything?” he muttered.
“Just sit tight Skystar. We’re still safe. This ship has some of the best cloaking spells available. Some are known by the governments, others…well, not so much.” Galen added with a grin.
“I’ll stay up here for a while- and I can meander back to my cabin on my own.”

Skystar nodded, pausing to then run over and give Galen a brief hug, the Princess taking in a shaky breath.
“Thank you for all of this.” She whispered, then making her way belowdecks and leaving Galen alone on the bridge.

After the Princess had taken her leave, Galen sighed as he examined the vessel-detection spell, the four ships above them slowly moving off. A green Kirin flashed into existence next to him, looking at the Captain curiously.
“Let the counsel know we’ve hit a snag. As to what you want Skystar to know- that’s up to you all now.” He whispered, looking over as a wide grin plastered itself across the Kirin’s face.
“What is that look for?”

The magical entity trotted forward and embraced the gryphon, then backed away and gestured down the hall and pranced up and down excitedly.
“Yeah yeah. She hugged me.”
The Kirin leaned on the table, propping up her head on her hooves with a cheeky smile.
“…and yes it’s nice. You happy?”
A satisfied nod was Galen’s answer, the entity vanishing with a wave as the gryphon looked over the maps once again.
“Now where to go now…”

-Three Days Later-

‘Day…ten or something of our journey. I’ve got parchment so I figured, why not write a journal thing? I don’t have my USUAL journal, so why not?
Poor Galen. Whatever that weird magical thing is laid him out for another day. But in the short time I saw him he’s been totally distracted. I’ll just make sure to say hello if nothing else. I don’t blame him honestly. Why would mom’s plans not be followed? The answers make me feel sick…especially with a civil war. But why Equestrian vessels?
In other news, Anthracite was an exporter of MASSIVE mana crystals. Like. Hippogriff sized and bigger. That took some digging to find the specifics and what they can do.

Day Eleven (I think)
Read a shelf in the library- SO MANY COOL PLANTS!
Like. Where we are, there’s a plant that mimics having snow on it, but actually the white stuff is spores that spray everywhere!
I mean yea, you get paralyzed for an hour if you inhale them, but it’s still cool! SO many interesting things!
Also it’s a nice distraction. Galen still isn’t talking too much, so I don’t want to push things. I don’t blame him. If I didn’t have this library I’d go nuts. Still no word on getting new information about this Anthracite nation.
New thing I learned though- these mana crystals can be used like a battery, storing magical energy and then releasing it with different spells. Gears said one of them powers the ship. But how do they charge it up? Still interesting.
…I hope mom is ok.

Skystar glared at the pile of books at the corner of the table, trying to will more information into their pages.
“Almost a week and a half, and no word from mom.” She muttered, still staring at the books.
“And three days ago, I thought you all would have some more pages to dig into. I’ve learned all I can about Anthracite and these golems, and I just need more! Stupid dead ends.” the princess muttered. She nearly fell out of the large chair with a squawk as a unicorn appeared in front of her with a flash of light.

“Hiya!” she crowed, then winced on seeing the distraught princess.
“Oh. Sorry, bad entrance?” the golem asked.
“Eh. Just startled me. You must be Switch?” Skystar asked, and smiled as the pony nodded.
“Yup! Sorry it’s taken me SOOOOO long to say hello, but I’ve been crazy busy- GEARS! Don’t. Touch. Those. Settings.” she growled to a hedgehog clearly outside of Skystar’s view.
“I don’t leave the engine room and other systems much. That’s more of Al’s deal. He’s a great pilot, but I keep the thing running! So, nice to meet you Princess!” she said with a smile.
“Just Skystar is fine- and nice to meet you too! Anything going on?”

Switch shook her head, then glaring to a certain hedgehog out of view.
“Not too much, I would like to chat sometime th-GEARS! PAWS. OFF. THE-” the pony sighed and waved to Skystar.
“This idiot wants to adjust the pressure. I gotta-hmm.” Switch’s eyes widened in surprise, the golem then regaining a bit of her computer.
“Gotta go- sorry can’t chat more. But nice to finally meet you Skystar!”
With a ‘pop’ the golem vanished, leaving Skystar blinking in surprise.
“…Well, ok. That happened. So that means I’ve met everyone.”
She let out a slight huff, head shaking slightly.
“Well, other than Galen’s mysterious friends. But I guess I’ll meet them soon…enough.” Skystar’s words trailed off as a new figure spiraled into existence, motes of lime green light condensing into the familiar shape of a Kirin.
Oh. That’s why Switch left.

“Oh! You’re Ley, right?” Skystar asked, the Kirin prancing up and down happily with a nod. She trotted over and looked at Skystar from every angle, seeming to silently squeal with excitement all the while.
Huh. Can she talk?

“I’m Skystar- buuut I guess you already know that.” the hippogriff chirped, prompting Ley to nod.
“If you don’t want to talk that’s fine! I’m just happy to meet you! I really don’t know who you are though, only that you’re important.” she added, watching as Ley held up a hoof to hide a giggle.
“It’s very nice to meet you official then! Would- OH! Are you here to give me that new book thing?”

Ley nodded- a series of pages the same color as her coalescing into existence. The Kirin seemed to narrow her eyes slightly however, and started to drag her hoof across each one.
“Oooh. Are they not ready?” Skystar asked, prompting another nod, but a few pages drifted down to slide into the main history book.
“OH! Yay!”

Opening the book, Skystar’s eyes widened in surprise as the existing writing of the book began to shiver and tremble. Words rearranged themselves, and others bloomed into existence where none were before.
Wait…I don’t see Golems mentioned almost at all…
A strange sense of tension seemed to grip the hippogriff as she turned the page, her eyes resting on a fascinating drawing. A gryphon king held up a strange looking amulet; golden arches twisting together like a neat briar bush that sheltered a dark blue gem. Surrounding the king were a series of individuals of all species-all glowing like Alabaster and this Kirin.

The new writing was in more modern language and clearly a recent addition to the volume.
‘Artist rendition of when an old King of Anthracite attempted to activate the arcane channeling spell…’

Turning the page, Skystar began to read, a strange sense of discovery building all the while.
‘Notable Summary Three: While Anthracite began as a nation built around the exportation of coal and mana crystals, the potential discovery of a new revitalization spell had the potential to double the nation’s productivity, and offered to further the advancement of magical medical treatments by leaps and bounds.’

Skystar frowned, continuing to glance over referenced passages to fill in the gaps. Starting all over with these volumes was looking like a distinct possibility if so much had been replaced.
’Unfortunately, the spell matrix was extremely unstable. In early trials, users experienced lethal magical degradation within minutes. That was expanded to hours, days, years, and finally solved. But then a new issue arose.’
A new picture was now emblazoned on the back of the page- a series of gryphons and other species seeming to flee from…
That’s the same amulet- but on fire? A building in ruins?

‘The catastrophic activation and subsequent cascading detonation of the Revitalization Spell Matrix centuries ago led to the inadvertent yet complete and total conversion* of an entire city. This event would shape the entire nation’s future history and set up another tragic series of events.’

Looking up at Ley, Skystar saw a lingering sadness in her eyes, the Kirin simply sitting off to the side as Skystar read.
*Total Conversion. The tragic side effect of the failed Revitalization spell. Instead of healing or boosting the current user’s body, the spell completely replaces the individual’s physical form with pure arcane energy. Drawn from ancient ley-lines, the magic is thus far extremely resilient and allows the user/afflicted to exist without much need for rest or sustenance for an indefinite period of time. Attempts to convert from arcane energy to physical form have thus failed (Circa One Century after event.)

Skystar let out a breath, shaking her head sadly. It was an event repeated in many nations; but this was the first in which over six thousand individuals had been afflicted and not outright died by a magical mishap.
‘Due to their unique nature, the afflicted were, and are, henceforth referred to as the Ash(en), the name originating due to their existence being a byproduct, and the nation’s first and then secondary export material being coal (and such being a side-product). Without need for sleep or sustenance, the creatures were manipulated and coerced into being the ideal slave force to build Anthracite’s empire. Their enslavement lasted one hundred and twenty years- during which time Anthracite held the distinguished honor of being one of the most prestigious magical research locations in the Gryphon Empire.’

Frowning as she read, Skystar jotted down a few notes and continued to read. Such a nation built on the backs of such enslavement didn’t settle well with her at all.
‘After over a century of being treated as property, the view of the Ashen seemed to change with the onset of the nation’s final three rulers. King Furgil the Second was the first king to plant the idea that such afflicted individuals still were citizens, and both passed and heavily enforced unpopular measures to give the Ashen limited rights. His successor (K.F. the Third) furthered that work and allowed the Ashen to be full citizens- yet it was K.F.t.T’s nephew that truly launched change.’

Looking back over to Ley, Skystar only saw the Kirin watching, intently curious as to how the hippogriff was reacting to the new information. Apparently, it was in a good way, because any glanced towards the Kirin were met with a smile.

‘King Trestellian worked to erase the centuries of distrust and superstition surrounding the Ashen- allowing many to start businesses and begin to integrate back into society. Prejudice still was rampart, but for the first time, the innocent bystanders of an accident could be treated once again as citizens of an empire they helped build.
Unfortunately, Anthracite’s empire fell into disarray following a coupe that spread like fire through the capital city.’

Skystar’s breath caught in her chest- noticing a few key points in the literature.
A fire- it wasn’t an outright lie, some of this was a half-truth…

‘Aided by a previously unheard-of cult, the King’s brother aided in the slaughtering of almost the entire royal family and the destruction of the castle. Had the events been postponed but a year, the King would have delegated his power to a royal council and his work been continued, but the lawful rule unfortunately now fell to the brother. The Ashen fled into an arcane void, the entire population of afflicted now resided within the royal seal as the new king sent the entire nation into squalor over a decade.

Barely escaping with their lives, the Prince and some advisors sough refuge in other nations until it was time to rebuilt Anthracite away from prying eyes, and after their enemy had returned back to the shadows.

“Wait. Does that mean Galen is the-”
Ley pointed to the book, gesturing for her to continue to read further.
‘The Prince currently resides in the nation’s island capital, kept up to date with affairs from trusted traders and advisors. Of the current penning of this history, plans are in motion to reveal our nation to the world. How that will occur, this historian does not know.’

“And let me guess. Galen is one of these traders and advisors?” Skystar asked, receiving a happy nod in reply. The princess’s wings then flared, Skystar staring at the Kirin.
“So, wait. You’re one of these…Ashen? Is that offensive? I don’t know if there’s connotations with that.” She asked, letting out a sigh of relief as Ley chucked and shook her head twice.
“Then who…?”

With a flicker of light, Alabaster and Switch appeared across from the table. For the first time since Skystar had seen them, the ponies appeared rather nervous. Their forms seemed to be a bit more solid than before, their outlines seeming to have more integrity and bore resemblance to crystal ponies in terms of appearance.
Switch was also scooted against Alabaster, holding his hoof tightly in hers.
They look more…real.

“Nice to meet you officially, Princess Skystar.” Alabaster said, voice hitching slightly.
“My name is Alabaster River. While I am not one of the original Ashen, I was born one.”

Skystar managed to keep her jaw from dropping (mostly,) and could only stare for a few moments before recovering.
“Wait. I didn’t know that was possible? Forgive my ignorance, but it said six thousand were changed. How can you be born one?”
Alabaster shrugged, gesturing to himself and Switch.
“We are the same as you, just a different composition. Instead of eating a piece of bread, we eat a magical form of it. Every physical thing has a magical counterpart- so we are born just as you were.” he then managed a slight smile.

“Well. Not exactly. I didn’t hatch from an egg. But both Switch and I retain the same characteristics as the originally afflicted individuals in terms of life.”
Switch waved with a free hoof, managing a nervous smile.
“This is the first time we’ve met someone like this. So I guess it’s up to you how you want to go from here Skystar.”
With barely a pause, the hippogriff was not able to resist happily hopping up, Skystar’s wings flaring with excitement. The princess was barely able to contain a happy squeal as she looked at the pair.
“Go from here? I have so many questions! I’m so happy to meet you two like, as YOU! This is incredible!”

Alabaster looked over to Ley, who was currently rolling on the floor with laughter.
“I think we now know why you were the individual chosen for all this.” he added, a genuine smile now on his features.
“Wait. Does that mean Galen is an Ashen? He’s an advisor and trader. So, he knows the prince?” Skystar asked, prompting a nod from the three arcane creatures.

“Yes and no. His condition is a bit more complicated than that, and not our business to explain. It’s a pretty sensitive matter, but he is indeed how our nation remains connected to the outside world, and thus knows the prince fairly well.” Alabaster explained.

Skystar finally managed to compose herself, walking over and holding out a set of claws and channeling the Hippogriff Princess for a moment.
“It’s nice to meet you, Alabaster River of the Anthracite nation. I look forward to assisting your re-integration with the modern world as best as I can.” the princess relayed smoothly, the other three individuals smiling as Alabaster shook her claws.
“Thank you, Princess Skystar.” he then paused, letting out a slight chuckle.
“While many, including myself, can appreciate formal conversation, I am rather excited to see how you react outside your royal duties. Your reaction was one of the best I could have hoped for.”

Skystar bowed her head, then trotting back over to the desk to look at her notes. Shredding them, she got a new sheet of paper and looked at Alabaster with a rather eager grin.
“I have to re-do alllllll my notes now! I do have a toooon of questions though.” She then paused, shrugging as a thought came to the fore.

“I can tell some of the history is missing though, even from the few sections I read. I’ll need to read this entire book first and foremost- because I don’t want to ask questions already answered. I know what it’s like to come from a nation sent away for a decade- I can’t imagine the challenges your race has had to deal with. So, that said, I will fully respect if there is a topic or area you do not wish to discuss.”

“Oh my gosh she’s perfect!” Switch crowed, jumping into the air with a grin, followed by Ley prancing up and down. Skystar couldn’t hide the embarrassed blush that ran up her features as she scribbled a few more notes down.
“Well. We are here to answer any questions that may arise as you read. It is…really good to meet you Skystar.” Alabaster remarked, his form then vanishing with Switch’s. Ley stayed behind for a moment, then bowing her head to vanish in turn.

Left alone in the library, the hippogriff let out a relieved sigh, a hum leaving her beak.
“Well that was crazy and awesome. Now what is in this book….”

Author's Note

WELL HOLY MOLY DID THINGS HAPPEN!
Skystar makes some discoveries, learns the stories of two other gryphons, and some progress with our stubborn captain!

Hope everyone is enjoy the story; I'm going to handle time skips with journal entries from Skystar I think, since there are a few (and writing each one as a small segment would be fairly repetitious, but I want to provide some substance nonetheless!)

It's rather tricky to try and condense the contents of a nation's history book into this fic, and I'm hoping that it isn't too overwhelming to the reader. I want everyone to learn things as Skystar does- without pulling random 'oh it was in the book' moments out of thin air.
Feedback is welcome as always!

Chapter Six: Fool's Gold

‘Today is the two-week deadline. Day Fourteen…yay.
Haven’t heard anything from mom though. Thankfully I’ve managed to distract myself by learning about Anthracite and asking questions. Aside from filling in the blanks, the overall knowledge I have has stayed the same. There’s still something off though, I can’t place it. Maybe about the nation? Or perhaps about Galen. I don’t know. He’s been really distracted. Maybe I’ll ask him today. Haven’t talked to him much, the crew has seemed on edge.

Day Fifteen.
Well, that explains it. News came through- and everyone was trying to figure out how best to tell me from yesterday. Thank heavens for Galen being blunt though. Apparently, my home...there’s skirmishes. No deaths, but those separatists are starting to consolidate. The news in Equestria is starting to pick up on it more and more. It just seems to be some general civil unrest, sides starting to form.
I think Galen knows something. Or maybe I’m just too stressed out (probably.) He’s definitely distracted, but I guess for good reason. We’ve dodged three more search parties- and we’re heading to a cave system a day and a half away. We can hide there for a bit.
*fun note of the day (because I need to have some positive thing in here!) Apparently when the Ashen eat, they can convert solid food and stuff to an energy form! So, like, a loaf of bread to energy bread! Something about maintaining its arcane ‘self’. I don’t understand it, but that’s how they’re able to still cook. It’s like they exist on a separate plane of existence, but can still be seen and interact with the ‘real’ world.
First to interact with a civilization hidden away for two decades!
Twilight is gonna be soooooooo jealous.

Day Sixteen.
Well. We’re almost to the cave system. I think the engines are acting funny- a strange rumble throughout the ship. Galen pretty much lives in that wheelhouse. We’ve had to dodge five patrols in one day, and I’ve never seen him so frazzled. I wonder- huh. Is the magical cloak meant to run this long? I miss our talks, because he’s really…he’s interesting.
I mean, I really do like hi I guess our date will have to wait. He seems different- and not in a good way. He’s been talking with the Anthracite council through Alabaster briefly- they say my mom is still alright, they have agents everywhere apparently, so I’m glad to hear that at least. I just wish I knew more.
Maybe I’ll head down to the engineering room. Gears is the one creature I don’t know much about, and this rumble is making it hard to think.

Skystar grumbled as she closed the notebook, wincing as the entire ship shivered slightly.
“Ok. Time to see what that is.” she muttered.
Walking down the halls to the engineering section, the hippogriff looked out the window to see if the weather had changed. Clouds had been slowly gathering, but so far it still looked mostly clear aside from higher-up horse tail formations.

Levering open the massive metal hatch between the main hall and the engineering section, Skystar was surprised to see how quiet it still was. With most ships, this would be the noisiest part of it all- yet here, it was only marginally louder with occasional bangs, tings, and thuds.
And the occasional yell of some obscenity in a different language.
“Are you KIDDING me?! So that’s it? Galen isn’t gonna be happy.” Gears grumbled as Skystar made her way around a large metal dome, set with dozens of turning gears and glowing runes.

“He will understand. The spell was never meant to function at this capacity. It’s remarkable it has held so long.” Switch mused, then waving to Skystar.
“Oh! Hi Skystar!” she called, Gears following suit with a tired raise of his paw.
“Soooooo let me guess. That weird hum and rumble has to do with the cloaking spell, right?” Skystar asked, earing two surprised looks.

“In a nutshell, yes.” Switch replied.
“….and what about not in a nutshell?” Skystar added with a smile, quickly seeing a certain hedgehog grin in anticipation.

“Long explanation? The spell was never meant to function this long and while under full power, or close to it. We’ve tested it for extreme durations, but never for days on end. None of those tests showed a problem until now. The arcane engines output a TON of magical frequencies and noise when they are active. It just so happens that the cloaking field interacts with them in a weird manner. Those two fields hit each other, and cause the magical conduits in the entire ship to have energy surges. If we run it much longer, we might have serious power spikes. Using the steam engines won’t do, especially if we need to run for it.” the hedgehog rattled off, then rubbed his quills with a hint of embarrassment as Switch nudged his shoulder..

“And now you probably broke her, Gears.” Switch chided, eyebrows raising as Skystar shook her head.
“Nope! I understood that actually! I didn’t think a magical resonance would actually happen in the ship though. The conduits conducting the after effects of it? Weiiiiird.”

The hippogriff could have sworn some hearts blossomed around Gears’ head as the hedgehog’s grin widened.
“Wait, you know about arcane magic theory?”
Skystar shook her head, gesturing back behind her.
“Only what was in the introductory book in the library. It had a section of issues that arise when dealing with leylines and runic spells. I got really bored and read it twice.”

As a slight high-pitched hum sounded throughout the compartment, the hedgehog snapped out of his stupor with a nod, then walking over to what appeared to be a fuse box and frowned. A few crystals sat inside the box, slowly pulsing with different color lights.
“Cut my quills, that’s not good.” he muttered.
“Switch? Can you-?”
“On it!” The arcane entity vanished with a snap, leaving the two other creatures alone.

“Well. We’ve got a few minutes while Switch handles that. The field is failing at a linear pace, but sometimes dips exponentially. Not sure why, but we’ve got maybe an hour or two left before we have to shut it down.” Gears mused, Skystar sitting down and shrugging her wings.
“Well that’s not good.”

The hedgehog shook his head, then hopped up on a stool with a grin.
“So! What can I do for ya? You’re still here, so I figure you either had a question or wanted to learn about the engineering side. I don’t mind either, not when I’m free at least.”

Nodding happily, Skystar gestured to the hedgehog briefly.
“Actually, I’m just curious about you. I’ve heard everyone’s story, but don’t really know much about you.”
The hedgehog seemed genuinely surprised, clicking his arcane skates together almost bashfully.
“Well, what do you want to know? History lesson? A resume? What my home is like? Favorite food?”
Seeing the Princess just nod, Gears shrugged and leaned back against a metal piece of equipment.
“All of that? Well, short version first. My race was enslaved by the Storm King. We’re…still working on the whole identity crisis that caused. That was my life though, working on ships for that monster. At least for over a decade, until Galen bought me, and then gave me my freedom. I stuck around, and here I am. Oh, my favorite food is anything spicy.”

Blinking and then holding up a set of claws, Skystar stared at the hedgehog incredulously.
“Ok. Now I need to know the long version, if you’re ok with that.”
Nodding in reply, Gears casually tossed a small wrench up and down as he spoke.
“Long version it is. Grew up a slave, never knew my parents as most don’t. As soon as I could crawl, I was inside ships splicing wires, welding pipes and the like. I got noticed for always tinkering and showing an interest in the engines- hence the name. One of my handlers got an offer that was apparently profitable, so I got sold to a merchant captain. Bounced around a few vessels, and then got auctioned off with a bunch of other slaves.”

Skystar held up a claw, eyes narrowing slightly.
“And this is where Galen bought you? How did that even work?”
Gears’ smile seemed to take on a strangely predatory nature, the hedgehog then shaking his head.
“Not like you’d think. There’s a part of Galen you don’t know, Princess, and I think that’s not a bad thing. He bought us alright- all seventy-five of us. It cost a fortune, but he paid fair and square. Quite a few buyers were peeved at him, but nothing they could do. That was the last slave auction that region ever saw actually…”
“Why?”

Gears’ eyes met hers, and the strange grey coloration seemed to resonate with both respect and…pity?
“Galen of course. It was the first reason I followed him and offered my services after all.”
Skystar’s hackles rose slightly, something about the hedgehog’s words unnerving her.
“What do you mean, Gears?”
The engineer sighed, running a paw through his quills.
“Sorry for beating around the bush. I’m not used to talking about this, especially with someone outside the Badlands. It’s a different world.”
“How so?”

The hedgehog didn’t say anything at first, almost looking a bit guilty.
“I really don’t want to spoil your view of the world, Skystar. Having someone as upbeat as you is a rarity from what I’ve seen. I’d feel horrible to soil that.”
“Gears, what are you talking about?”
Another pause, the hedgehog finally sighing.
“I mean the life I’ve lived, that many of the crew have experienced and seen. Death, torture, slavery. It’s not like in your kingdom or Equestria’s borders. Galen didn’t grow up in your world.”
“…oh.”

Looking to her claws, Skystar took a few breaths, a single thought running through her mind.
Do I want to know?
I think I have to. As both a Princess, ambassador to a nation, as a friend…and just to know what the world is really like.
“Tell me.”

It was Gears’ turn to pause, the hedgehog finally continuing.
“Galen killed the slavers. They wanted to make sure he wouldn’t monopolize another auction- bad for business you see. That didn’t end well for them. The only ones he didn’t kill promised to swear off the practice and spread the word. As far as I know, only a few broke that promise. I saw creatures who treated others as objects and toys torn apart by a weak and unassuming buyer. It flipped everything I knew about life on its head. The strong live, the weak die. I expected Galen to get speared to a wall, and that was that.”
“What do you mean? He took on all of them? How many are you talking about?”

Gears’ grey eyes met her own briefly, the hedgehog then looking to the floor.
“He really not like me telling you this…”
“I asked- that’s on me. Tell me, please.”
There was a brief pause from the reluctant engineer.
“I can’t remember exactly how many, but his nickname started from that day. It was a minotaur who said it as his guards were frozen into ice and shattered to pieces. Roughly translated, it means ‘blue demon.’ I would not argue the blue aspect, but demon depends on who you ask.”
As he spoke, the hesitation quickly vanished from Gears’ voice.

“All my life I followed those who were stronger and had control. For a while, I just worked for Galen because…that’s who was both.” The hedgehog then paused, and Skystar’s eyes narrowed.
“You were going to say something different, why?”
A frustrated sigh left Gears’ mouth, the engineer nodding.
“Ugh you’re observant. Fine. Skystar, I followed him because a harsh and painful existence was all I had known. Galen was the most brutal and powerful creature I had ever seen as he tore apart those slavers. I followed him because of that, at least for a while. That’s how I grew up; the strong lead and control the weak. And then he introduced me to what it meant to be free.” Gears elaborated with a sigh.

“I was so perplexed. You always earned less lashes if you worked- that was what your wages were. What was this ‘room and board’? What was this other income? When I understood that, and realized Galen wasn’t, and never had taken advantage of me and my naïveté, well, I’d didn’t doubt that I’d follow him to the end of the skies. And so, I have.”

Skystar’s brow furrowed, head shaking slightly.
“He was brutal? He’s killed? I’ve never-”
“You’ve never seen him in combat, Skystar, and for that I’m rather glad.” Gears piped up.
“The Captain needs a friend who doesn’t know much about him. But I guess it’s better you know now, then have it come up be surprised. I’m sure the Captain would have let you know in his own time. But I’m guessing you already suspected some of this.”

Nodding briefly, the Princess looked to her claws.
“Yeah. I mean, you guys are bounty hunters, at least occasionally. I will ask him though, if it’s not too sore a subject.”
Gears shook his head in reply, appearing pensive for a moment.
“Actually, now that I think about it…if it does come up, ask what your mother mentioned of the issue. I think that will break the ice a bit better than being blunt about that particular issue.”
My mom?

“Will do Gears, and thank you.” Skystar said, then smiling slightly.
“And it’s nice to get to know you a bit better. Everyone on this ship is so interesting and different- but work together so well!”
Gears shrugged, waving a paw as he hopped off the stool.
“Eh. You’re welcome. You caught me in a reasonable mood where I don’t jokingly insult you halfway through a decent discussion- one of my better days. We’re all different but we’re a family. Even Staunch- and she’s fit in right quick enough. Ah crud, what is this…?”

Waving to the hedgehog as a blinking light caught the engineer’s attention, Skystar made her way back to the main halls as she mulled over his words.
Galen a killer? I guess I always suspected it- being a bounty hunter and all, hearing those crazy stories. And my mom? Breaking the ice about THAT issue? I’ll wait until we’re hidden, and until he’s de-stressed.
Unless he notices I want to ask something- he’s good at that. Or maybe I’m just really bad at hiding it.
Ok, probably that.

Flopping back in her officially-claimed chair in the library, Skystar tapped the desk in though and then grinned.
Oh. There is someone I can ask before him.
“Hey Ley? You here?” she called out to the empty room, continuing to smile as the Kirin appeared with a wave.

“Hi there! I was wondering if you had a minute. I had some questions, not about Anthracite though. More of Galen questions…”
The hippogriff’s entire face flushed red as the Kirin hopped up and down in place excitedly, leaning on the table with a knowing grin, her entire demeanor screaming the message of ‘ooooh really? Do tell.’
“N-not like that! I mean, maybe? I guess sort of like that?” Skystar stuttered, ears flattening briefly.
“They’re not happy questions, and I intend to ask Galen too. Just, there some things…” she then looked up.
“Maybe just yes no answers? And tap on the desk if I should ask Galen?” she suggested, Ley nodding excitedly with a smile. The fact Skystar hadn’t pushed the ‘why don’t you talk’ mystery seemed to delight the Kirin to no end.

“It’s a doozy. I was talking with Gears, and he told me his story. How Galen found him, and stuff.”
Ley’s eyes narrowed, some fangs actually seeming to grow from the tip of her muzzle before Skystar waved a set of claws.
“Don’t get mad at him though! I asked because I was curious, and Gears was hesitant to tell me. Now though, I really don’t know what to think.”
Skystar paused, taking few breaths. This was all so new to her.
“You know Galen really well, right?”
Ley nodded vigorously, prompting Skystar to expand on the question.
“You’ve known him a long time?”
Another vigorous nod.

Now for the big one. I really hope-
“Does he enjoy it?” Skystar asked as Ley tilted her head in curiosity.
“Killing, I mean.”
The Kirin’s demeanor softened as she appeared to sigh, walking over to sit next to Skystar. She shook her head firmly, but then seemed to half-nod and tap the desk.
“Oh, it’s complicated. I guess he is complicated.” Skystar mused with a nod.
“Killing is so alien to me. But I guess out here, it’s really common. Apparently, my mom said something about it to Galen- I’ll ask him about it.”
Another nod affirmed Skystar’s statement.

“I’ve always been taught killing is bad. But Galen doesn’t seem like the type to do something like that without a reason.”
A nod seemed to answer the half-question as Skystar sighed.
“Well, I guess I just need to ask him. That’s what I was worried about though. If he enjoyed it in a bad way, I don’t know if I could get over that.”
Ley shook her head, tapping the desk multiple times.
“Ok, ok. So, ask him. I know he has been stressed though. Do you think he’d be ok talking to me?”
A rapid nod answered Skystar, the Kirin seeming to smile sadly.
“I wonder if he’d be ok with a hug.” the princess mussed in thought, reddening as the Kirin grinned and nodded.

“Wait really? I thought he doesn’t like hugs. Or touching of any kind?”
Ley grinned a bit wider, gesturing around the room and shook her head, then pointing to Skystar and nodding.
The implications of the gesture made the hippogriff let out a squeak, ears burning with a blush that she was sure made its way down her neck.
“W-wait, that’s true to everyone except me?”
Ley nodded once, seeming to laugh as she walked over to nudge Skystar’s shoulder with her own.

“I mean, I don’t mind…ugh. I’m just stalling, huh?”
Ley nodded, pointing up above Skystar and then gesturing to the door.
“Thanks Ley, I’ll-I guess I’ll go see him.”

The Kirin vanished with a cheery wave, Skystar making her way up to the main deck. Pergin and Tilly were at the prow discussing something, and Galen was visible near the wheel above the enclosed cabin, looking through a telescope behind them.

Climbing up the stairs and sitting next to him, Skystar’s ears perked up as Galen spoke.
“I thought I saw something. Must have been a cloud formation, because so far nothing. Our cloak will fail soon, but Pergin found some caves in the distance. One of them is big enough to house the ship; should be there shortly” Galen muttered, stowing the telescope and looking over to the princess.

Skystar’s heart glowed as his eyes met hers- turmoil swirling behind the ocean blue colors.
There’s a storm on that ocean, I just wish I knew what it was all about.
“But what can I do for you Skystar? Sorry I haven’t been too chatty. I’ve just been thinking.”
A slight giggle left Skystar’s beak, the hippogriff nodding.
“Yeah, I can tell. Something is bugging you, but nobody knows what it is. It’s not about patrols, I think. It’s something else.”

Galen sighed, nodding slowly.
“Well, you’re right. Others have asked, but I don’t know how to explain it. It’s the entire situation, not just the job. The civil unrest, the patrols, the job. Something…” His wings drooped, voice going to a whisper.
“No, I know how to explain it. I’m just not ready to.”
Oh.

Skystar didn’t say anything at first, only scooting a bit closer.
“Well, I won’t push, but there was something I-I mean, it’s not that positive a thing, but I-ugh.” The princess stammered before resting her head on the railing.
“I was curious about Gears, and he told me some stuff. And before you get mad at him, I asked and wanted to know more.” she sighed, shaking her head.

“It’s a different world out there, and I am not sure what to think of it, let alone ask since I don’t even know if it’s appropriate. You’re a good gryphon, I think. But some of the stuff Gears said, a nickname, some stuff…”
“You mean killing.”

Skystar swallowed, nodding once, which prompted Galen to sigh.
I suppose it had to come up eventually.
“It is a different type of taboo subject, depending on the individual.”
“What did my mom say about it?”

Galen’s eyes widened, the gryphon taking a deep breath and looking out to the clouds. He didn’t say anything at first, but the curious look on Skystar’s freckled face eased a few of his worries.
A few.
“Your mother wanted to know how far I’d go to protect you. And yet, despite wanting and needing someone to not hesitate to use lethal force, she looked down on me for having done so. She recognized her faulty view though, and I respect that.” Galen explained.
“Skystar, I have killed a lot of creatures, and regret none of it. If anything, I regret not eliminating some of them sooner. I kill to save lives, and to spare others that burden. If I recall, Gallus penned something along those lines when asked about being a knight, passed to him from Gyld Ironfeather. Gallus didn’t want Silverstream to kill, so he took that burden on himself. In that, we are similar.”

The Knight paused, wings drooping slightly. The princess didn’t say anything at first, but Galen’s nerves were eased as she didn’t react explosively- only in a seemingly reluctant understanding. Skystar waited a few moments before venturing another question, prompting Galen to glance over to her once again.
“I asked Ley, and she said, well, or nodded, that you don’t enjoy it. Sort of.”
Galen stiffened, but nodded slowly.
How do I explain this? There’s so much you don’t know, Skystar...But maybe you can start to know.

“I don’t enjoy taking life. You can’t take that action back. However, I do enjoy protecting others, preserving innocent life, and putting down those who would seek to inflict pain for pleasures sake. I took a similar oath as a Knight, and have lived it long before that.” he whispered, then sighing.
“I have killed to defend my own, and I will do so as long as anyone seeks to harm them. My family, my friends, or those I swear to protect. You are now included in that.”

A slight grimace slid onto Galen’s beak, the gryphon then letting out a huff.
“The blue demon. I suppose that nickname is fitting. But you never hear the other side to it, Skystar. That’s why I don’t like talking much about it.”
“The other side?”

Galen looked at his claws, a few tendrils of blue energy licking across them. Thankful faces rose from his memory to ease the usual burden talking about such a subject brought.
“Whenever I need to fight to protect others, it’s usually no contest of who wins. Then don’t expect an adept mage to take interest in the affairs of others. When I have killed their guards and have a sleezy life-trader pinned against a wall, it’s always the same question. ‘What are you?’” he let out a slight shiver, head shaking slightly.
“What am I. What. It’s always that, as they watched me bat away sword blows and arrows with ease. The blue demon, but do you know what the others say?” Galen asked, his frame shaking slightly.
“The creatures who saw the same events, the ones who I struggled to help, they always ask who. Never what. They don’t care what I am, only…”

To Skystar’s surprise, the gryphon stared at his claws, a bit of dampness trickling from his eyes.
“A blue angel. That’s what the gryphon hatchling called me, those years ago. And somehow those I save know that name. They don’t care how I took out a dozen guards and snapped a sword in half, or healed a fallen ally with a wave of my claws. That’s the other side, Skystar, to taking life. It’s never done lightly, but always to protect others.”
His wings now slumped, the Captain still stared at the deck.
“Whether or not that changes your view of me, I don’t know. Some creatures can’t get over the fact I have blood on my claws; any reason isn’t valid. If that’s the case-”
“It’s not, not at all.” Skystar interjected, scooting a tad closer.
What?

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to get you all riled up, but I don’t think less of you because of it.” she explained.
“You’re a good gryphon, that’s why I like you. I just- if someone enjoyed killing for the sake of it, I’d never be able to be comfortable around them. So that’s why…I’m just happy.”
“Happy?”
The look of shock snapped Galen out of his stupor, and Skystar nodded quickly.
“Yup! I get that it’s a different world. Trying to impose what I think is reasonable or logical to someone else’s life, especially some-creature in such a different world just doesn’t make sense. You say you don’t enjoy taking life, but protecting it. That’s all I really wanted to know. Kind of just re-affirms what I already know.”

Galen blinked, looking over to Skystar curiously.
“And what might that be?”
Skystar swallowed, hesitating before reaching over to give his claws a squeeze with her own.
“That you’re a good gryphon, secrets and all.”
The Knight’s grey face flushed pink, eyes darting to Skystar and his own talons briefly.
Why do I not mind this?

Skystar let his claws go- a blush on her own cheeks returning.
Hope I didn’t overstep anything.
“I’m still looking forward to that date, whenever it may be.”

She did not miss how Galen’s ears immediately flicked upright, the Captain smiling ever so slightly.
“Well, same here, I think.”
“You think?”

Galen winced, claws tightening around the railing.
“Not- it’s just a new thing. Not a date, but with someone like you. In a good way. A really good way.”
The hippogriff tilted her head, blinking in confusion.
“I am not sure how to take that.”
Rather than retreat, Galen looked over to the Princess and shrugged his wings honestly.
“Most individuals aren’t as free spirited and understanding as you are. I don’t trust individuals easily, Skystar.”
“Buuuuuuuuut you trust me?”
There was a brief pause, and Skystar saw a smile sneak on to Galen’s beak.
“Yes. More and more it would seem. That alone is a new feeling.”
“Yay!”

Galen then gestured ahead of the ship, where a large mountain with a snow-capped peak was looming.
“I need to figure out a hiding place for the ship now- but we’ll chat later, yeah?”
Skystar nodded, a smile (and blush, to her embarrassment,) pushing its way onto her face as her eyes met Galen’s briefly.
“Y-yeah. I guess I’ll go watch.”

Clambering down to the main deck, Skystar couldn’t help but gape the massive rocky formation. Jutting up to the sky, the sheer grey rock face opened up like an ancient giant’s mouth. Stalactites and stalagmites jutted up and down from deep inside the cavern, teeth behind the snow-covered lips.
The ship slowed to a crawl, the vessel’s stern swinging around. Momentum continued to carry the airship into the cave, the thrusters firing twice as it settled inside. Unless a ship was lined up perfectly, the vessel was completely hidden.

“Perfectly placed, Alabaster.” Galen called over the crystal speakers, now walking down to the main deck to survey the hidden ship.
“We’ll wait here for a while. I don’t know about you, but I’m done dodging patrols for a few days.”

Skystar smiled, the pony in question popping into existence with a bow.
“Thank you, Sir. Do you want me to set up the runes?”
Galen nodded, and Skystar watched as Alabaster left the ship, vanishing to reappear on the ground and trot toward the entrance.
“Ok. That’s really weird to see.” she muttered, Galen chuckling softly.
“Ah, yeah, I imagine so. The ‘projection’ is a pony. Well, he’s going to set up a rune at the entrance. That will let me cast a camouflage spell, and then we can check in to see what the news is.”

Skystar’s ears perked up, the hippogriff’s wings flaring slightly.
“Like, news from my home? How? How could we pick up anything out here? I know radio and television signals can travel far, but…”

With a smile, Galen gestured to belowdecks, then watching as Alabaster began to draw a massive rune at the cave entrance.
“I can re-route the signals from Anthracite to us. So, we can then see what is being broadcast.”

Shifting from paw to hoof nervously, Skystar paced back and forth for a few minutes as her thoughts went wild. Aside from just knowing about ‘unrest’, she had been in the dark.
I wonder how much of that is intentional?

“Skystar?” Galen asked, walking with her as he gestured down belowdecks.
“I could have found out information sooner, but I’ve been trying to limit our magical signature. It’s easier to hide when we’re under rock and I have protective runes in place. Between the constant concealment spell and our engines, I didn’t want to open a portal and receive news. I haven’t even contacted Anthracite directly. Alabaster and Ley can move without detection- so that has been my only contact.” He explained, then pausing and looking to his claws.
“I don’t want you to think I’ve been keeping things from you, not about your family.”
Awww.

She took a deep breath, and then nodded as the pair entered the small mess area, a television receiver being placed on the main table by Gears.
“Thank you, Galen.” Skystar whispered, sitting down on the worn couch with a sigh.
“Now to finally figure out what’s going on.”

“Runes are in place and active, Captain- I’ll initiate the magical link at your command.” Alabaster chirped as he appeared half-size on top of the table.
“Thanks, Al. Have Switch monitor our magical signature. I don’t want any patrols picking up on it.” Galen replied, looking around as Tilly, Pergin and Staunch filed in to sit down and watch the blank screen.

“Alright, initiate it. We’ll just scan the channels, and please get an in-depth update from Anthracite. See what our sources have on this conflict and such.”

The television flickered to life, the simple box glowing with an unnatural teal tinge as the crystals behind the screen activated.
“-d now back to you, Miss Focus.” A voice was blaring over the simple speaker, a purple mare now coming into focus as she looked into a camera, the background appearing to be pockmarked grey stone.
“Thank you, Film. As you can see in a moment, Mount Aris is still gripped with civil protests. In the past few hours though, things have escalated- hey, pan over, get that!”
The camera shifted, prompting Skystar’s heart to lodge in her throat.
“M-my home…”

The mountain fortress was cloaked in smoke, small fires burning within the streets and buildings. The docks were bustling with distant figures, while oddly-shaped ships seemed to be present offshore.
“The separatist group, previously discounted as unorganized and without goal, now seems to counter both of those assumptions. Those ships are theirs- likely from a base of operations we don’t know about. Their demands have been odd and sporadic, but seem to revolve around Queen Novo abdicating the throne to some sort of alternate rule. However, within moments we’ll turn over to Shock Story- a reporter on the front lines. Apparently, he’s being allowed a few moments to speak with one of the separatist individuals.”
The broadcast cut to a pair of ponies in a newsroom, the two talking back and forth about the economic impact of the crisis. Skystar was only aware of her tears falling after Galen put a hesitant arm over her shoulder, and the surprised looks of the crew were the last thing on her mind.
Unable to hold back her sobs, Skystar flopped over onto the gryphon’s shoulder, sides shaking with grief.
“A-at least my mom is alive and ok…” she choked out, Galen giving her a squeeze and gesturing to Alabaster- the pony appearing to wave off to the side.
“Skystar, your mother is alive and well, as far as our sources can confirm.” he relayed before vanishing. Skystar took a deep breath and nodded, shaking off the shock rather quickly.
“O-ok. That’s-that’s what I was worried about. I’m good.” she whispered, sitting up straight once again.
“Thanks.”
Galen nodded, then turning back to the television.

“Alright, now we go live to Shock Story, where he has secured an interview with one of the opposition individuals.”
The camera feed cut out, A grey pony standing in font of a stone wall waving to the camera.
“Good, we on? Ok. Shock Story here, and I’ve got a hippogriff citizen here who was kind enough to accept my invitation for an interview!”

The camera shifted, and a simple-looking hippogriff nodded affirmingly. Clad in what appeared to be rough metal armor, the tan creature had a short sword at his side. For all intents and purposes, he would have fit in with a town militia. His eyes were narrowed as he spoke to the pony, a brilliant deep green and the voice sprouting from the hippogriff’s beak was strangely deep for one of such average stature.
“Thank you, Mister Story. Our demands are like your news has been saying. We want a new council, and Queen Novo to step down. I do not speak for everyone though- and I’m sure more cohesive requests will be coming shortly.”
Perhaps it was a trick of the light, but part way through his words, the hippogriff’s eyes seem to spark with a golden light- a few tendrils of energy seeming to escape his eye sockets. And then it was gone as the reporter continued his questioning.

Feeling the couch shake, Skystar looked over and felt her heart drop. Galen’s limbs were shaking violently, the gryphon staggering towards the door with a shake of his head.
“G-galen?” Skystar whispered.
Snapping into existence, Ley strode over to place a hoof on the gryphon’s shoulder as he paused. Her mouth appeared to move- but Skystar didn’t hear anything. The Knight seemed to refocus, nodding and heading further towards the hallway. The other four individuals seemed equally as perplexed as Skystar- Gears piping up softly.
“Captain? You alright?” he asked, and got a brief nod from Galen.
“I don’t know, but we’ll see. Just…I need a minute.” the gryphon muttered, promptly leaving the room.
What just happened? Something about that golden-eyed hippogriff?
Ley looked over to Skystar, gesturing after Galen simply.
Oh. Got it.
As she trotted out of the room, the hippogriff saw Ley’s eyes narrow as she turned to watch the broadcast, seeming just as interested in it as Galen.

Finding the gryphon in a small side hall Skystar carefully approached him as Galen leaned against a metal panel, sides heaving with panicked breaths.
Is he having a panic attack? I think he is.
“Just breath Galen. It’s ok.” Skystar said as she walked over to try and get a look at him.

Galen’s haunted gaze screamed to the hippogriff that he was far from being alright- and Skystar scooted a bit close to him.
“Lean on me if it helps.”
The impact on her shoulder indicated Galen did just that, his limbs starting to quake violently. The stoic Captain had tears running from his eyes, even as he turned to look away from Skystar.
“I don’t know what’s going on Galen, but you’re ok…I’m right here.” she whispered.

He seemed to calm down within a minute or so, the gryphon shaking his head.
“It’s- I was going to say it’s stupid, but it isn’t. I’m honestly just-” Galen sighed, leaning on Skystar a bit more.
“I guess it’s your turn to be leaned on?” he whispered, prompting a giggle from the hippogriff.
“Not that I mind! Silverstream had a few panic attacks, sooooo I learned to help with those! You doing a bit better?”

Galen nodded, shrugging before taking a few more breaths.
“A bit. I just am not sure…there’s some things that aren’t adding up. Maybe just a trick of the lighting.” he muttered.
Skystar didn’t question his words- getting the sense that more questions would not be the wisest thing at the moment.
“You going to be ok? I’m- I need to go see if there’s anything else on that broadcast.” Skystar whispered, receiving a simple nod in reply.
I don’t like leaving him so troubled, but I need to know.

To Skystar’s surprise, she had barely made her way back to the lounge and gotten settled when Galen sat by the door as well, apparently having headed back soon after her. He paused as Alabaster flickered into existence, brow furrowed in thought.
“Sir? There’s something odd here.”
“More important than the broadcast?” Galen asked, demeanor shifting slightly as Alabaster shrugged.
“I…don’t know, Sir.”

Skystar saw the crew’s attention shift abruptly, as though picking up that something was off. She hadn’t seen Alabaster so indecisive, and never this nervous.
Galen waved a claw, turning off the broadcast as Alabaster sat down next to the table.
“Talk to me Al.”

The Ashen looked up in confusion, gesturing to the air in front of the gryphon.
“I don’t know what to make of it. There’s a magical spell forming in front of you, but it’s barely detectable. Slowly growing in strength, but it’s definitely targeted towards you. Perhaps a communications spell of some sort? But it’s not fully formed.”

Galen appeared to think for a moment- and then froze.
“Alabaster. Listen to me very carefully.” he whispered, causing Tilly and Pergin to look at each other in worry.
“You say it’s growing in intensity; I want you to accelerate it, dump raw energy into the spell. Increase the formation speed by an exponential factor starting at two. It should form around two-hundred and forty times speed.”

The entity blinked, eyes widening in shock as a few sparks began to appear in front of Galen.
“Spell incoming- but how did you know…?”

Skystar saw Galen’s forelimb shiver slightly, his sides beginning to heave with barely contained gasps. Something then caused him to regain control, forcing past whatever threatened to overwhelm him.
A scroll popped into existence, prompting the gryphon to scan the message briefly.
“It’s from Novo, warning that the mission may be extended. Dated a week ago.” he muttered, eyes widening as another scroll appeared- Alabaster continuing to speed up the incoming spells.
“And now this one says to disregard the order. Skystar, these are her signatures and seals, right?”

Skystar looked at both notes and nodded, an uneasy chill starting to creep down her spine.
“Right down to the unique dots she uses. But it doesn’t feel right.”

Another scroll popped up- this one with a simple ‘unsure if communications will remain secure.’
The following letter was written in perfectly matching script; ‘disregard; still secure.’
The scrolls that followed were of similar context; Skystar pointing out some differences in Novo’s signature at times, whereas others were near perfect.
‘The palace is unsecured’/‘False alarm.’
‘Patrol routes are not being followed, possible changes.’/‘Routes staying the same.’
‘Equestria appears to be helping above and beyond what has been agreed. Stay alert.’/‘Normal searches ongoing.’

The final scroll had Galen’s eyes narrowed to slits as he read.
“No reply from you for over a week. Assume communications compromised. Sending final letter using final option. All other encryptions compromised; Code Torch.” he whispered, then darted out of the lounge and returning moments later with a book and scroll in claw.
“…Is that an Ogres and Oubliettes dungeon master’s manual?” Tilly asked, prompting a curt not.
“Our final method of encryption. She’s bypassing all others.” he muttered, pausing momentarily. Sending the scroll into a magical void, Galen shook his head.
“Code Torch orders me to send a pre-written message to Celestia; I don’t know what is in that scroll however, and it certainly is arriving later than she wanted.” he explained, turning to examine the next scroll which held a long list of numbers and dashes. Retrieving some blank parchment, Galen scrawled down some notes as he flipped back and forth.

“It’s signed for you Skystar.” he whispered, handing the numerical scroll over to her.
“L-love you my little seaweed wrap. Stay safe.” Skystar whispered, a lump rising in her throat.
“What is going on Galen?”
The gryphon stared at the manual, and magical energy began to crackle along his arms. The room seemed to darken, the shadows appearing to leer with fangs at the gathered group. Galen’s eyes darted over the decrypted message, and the atmosphere in the cozy lounge now held the feeling of a knife’s edge, ready to fall on those gathered.
“Alabaster. Enact the Pyrite initiative. Everything outlined in that plan.” He hissed, prompting the crew to jump in surprise.

“S-sir, and if the prince should disagree?” the Ashen asked, prompting Galen to pause as though slightly confused before nodding firmly.
“He will understand, and would order the same thing. Do it, now. I will bear full responsibility if I am wrong.” Galen stated flatly, prompting Alabaster to vanish. The gryphon stared at the parchment, shivering slightly.
“Well? What was the message, if I might ask?” Gears grumbled and just as confused as the others.

“I’ll read them in order. It’s a message based around events, cards, and missions in the game.” Galen whispered, and the commanding edge in his tone caused Skystar to shift uncomfortably. It was as though everyone present was balanced on the edge of a cliff, but nobody other than Galen knew why.

“Random Event: Unforeseen complications, your current quest has been extended for an unknown length of time.” he began as the crew edged closer to listen.
“Essential quest modifier- Keep current mission-critical party member safe for extended rewards. Mission warning, affecting next quest; The trees have ears.” Galen paused, and Skystar saw his claws bite into the wooden table.

“Continuing mission warning: Enemies are all around, trust no one, fly, run, and flee! Spell- Last Stand- if you must fight, you do so with the strength of ancestors- all abilities increased by fifty percent.” he concluded, his own eyes starting to spark with blue power. Ley appeared next to him, the Kirin’s mane starting to swirl as though a flame in a campfire, her torso appearing more angular and cut than usual.
Wait. Is Ley wearing armor?

“They’re back; how did I not see this. All of it lines up…” Galen whispered, then turning to his crew.
“We stay here for no more than two days. I want everyone armed at all times, and make sure this ship is battle ready. We’re not a mapping vessel anymore.”

While all of the crew nodded, Gears raised a paw.
“Captain, what is going on?! The Queen is compromised? Who is coming after us? What are we facing? And who are we supposed to be fighting?” he asked, receiving a few affirming nods from Staunch, Tilly and Pergin. The gryphon sighed, nodding once.

“Fair enough questions. Alright, that coup that destroyed my home? The nation of Anthracite? The conflict that killed hundreds, including my family?” Galen remarked calmly, but Skystar could see the fur and feathers prickling along his spine. Arcane energy was sparking between Galen’s claws, and his eyes barely managed to focus on a single creature for more than a few moments. The Knight then spun his claws, replaying the broadcast from before and stopping on a single image; a hippogriff’s eyes lit up with sun-colored magic.

“The ones who set Anthracite aflame had golden eyes.”

Author's Note

Pyrite, also known as Fools Gold.
I try to make PoV switches evident by using the line spacers- hopefully it's clear-cut enough. Has mostly been through Skystar's eyes- but that will start to balance out I think.

...And now the hammer begins to fall.

Chapter Seven: Gathering Storms and Warming Hearts

Day Seventeen.
We’re in the cave today and tomorrow- then we leave. I don’t know what to make of all this, let alone write. The same freaky group that took down ANTHRICITE is now trying to destroy my home? Why?
Equestria is apparently dealing with some civil unrest too, but Celestia has managed to hold it off. I’m not surprised considering her power.
My home still burns. Things continue to spiral- there are reports of actual fights now. Injuries, deaths…
Please be ok, mom.
At least Galen gave me a hug. That helped.
Wait. It just sank in that HE gave ME a-

Day Eighteen:
The ship is transforming. There’s two huge ballista on the deck now, and there’s some strange openings along the sides of the hull. Hidden spell-casting devices maybe? I don’t know, but it’s still neat. The crew is certainly taking Galen’s words to heart to be sure. I knew they had to be skilled, but they cover such a wide range of fighting techniques! They practiced on and off yesterday (went late, forgot to add in journal), and it’s super cool!

Gears has some odd blades on his arms, while Pergin has two daggers set on his shoulders. Tilly has a HUGE broadsword on her back- at least on deck. Otherwise she has an axe. Staunch uses her magic of course- and then there’s Galen. I haven’t seen him with a weapon yet, only some armor that weaved itself onto his body.
That’s…one of the few times I have seen him actually, just when he was on deck. I know it has only been a day, but he looks horrible. Is he sleeping well?
Or at all?

Staunch asked me yesterday to keep an eye on him- apparently, he doesn’t put up as much of a front with me. She is worried too, they all are. I told her I would, of course.
Apparently later today they’re doing some more in-depth training. I want to see the that for sure. Maybe I’ll wander for a bit.
Side note, I asked Alabaster about Galen’s family. He gave me an answer that the crew ‘confirmed over breakfast. They were all variations of; “His family? Gone in an avalanche. That’s all Galen would say.’

I don’t get it. If these golden-eyed creeps didn’t hurt Galen’s family…then what is his history with them? The avalanche would explain why he acted so off when we saved that party though.
No….there’s more. The anger from losing his home? It looks deeper than that. I won’t push though- not about something that painful. I can respect that.
I do intend to ask about the Prince…

We left the cave early this morning- traveling…somewhere.

Skystar put her journal down and meandered out into the hall, a scuffling noise causing the princess to peek into a side room.
“Galen?”
She couldn’t help but take a surprised breath at seeing the gryphon turn around with a tired shrug. The Captain’s blue eyes were slightly bloodshot, and tired shadows had crept onto his grey-feathered face. The formidable knight was barely in there; instead, an exhausted gryphon with a massive weight on his shoulders looked back at Skystar.
Something’s really wrong, something deep. He’s got the look I had after dad died- but it’s hidden really well…
“That bad huh?” he muttered, sitting down next to a window, a small open space between boxes that were stacked to the low ceiling.
“Haven’t been sleeping well lately.”

Nodding once, Skystar sat next to him, wanting to say something, but not finding the words.
“Can we talk?” The fact Galen’s question mirrored her own had Skystar’s ears flicking up in surprise.

“I was going to ask that actually.” she replied.
“I -I just want to know what is going on. I know there’s something, but nobody knows. I can tell the rest of the crew isn’t lying to me; they honestly don’t know. They’re worried too.”
An exhausted nod was Galen’s reply, a sad sigh leaving his beak.
“I know, but I can’t explain, not yet.”
“Because you can’t? Or because you aren’t ready to?” Skystar interjected, prompting a surprised glance from the Captain. He opened his beak as though to reply- and then shut it with a shake of his head.

“A little of both it would seem. Things are spiraling though, so I won’t have a choice much longer. I don’t like being forced to do things.” he muttered, Skystar letting out a thoughtful hum.
“Yeah, that always stinks- but sometimes it’s for the best! Like, if my mom had never pushed me to do some stuff, I’d never have found I loved it! But this is different, I know.” The hippogriff then paused, scooting a bit close to Galen.

“You can either wait until you have no choice, or confront it when you do. Some stuff just has to happen- and maybe that’s not a bad thing. I won’t push t-though.” her voice hitched at the last word, Skystar not able to overlook Galen’s condition any longer.
“But every creature is worried, I’m worried. I know you’re dealing with something, but I don’t know how to help. I really want to though.”

Galen didn’t move for a time, but Skystar saw his claws twitch slightly.
“You’ve helped a ton Skystar, I know I haven’t really said it, but you have. Part of what makes this all easier is having you here.”
A slight blush rose to the Princess’s cheeks, freckles rising as her beak stretched into a smile.
“Really?”
Despite the exhausted appearance, Galen managed a slight smile as he nodded. Looking over to Skystar, his tired shoulders seemed to relax ever so slightly on meeting her gaze.
“Yeah. It’s still a lot to take in though. But so far, I’d say it’s been worth it. It makes things rather difficult at the same time however.”
Aww. Wait, huh?
“Difficult?”

Galen nodded, a slight blush rising to his cheeks. The gryphon shook his head, instead examining a set of talons.
“There’s too much going on. Anthracite revealing itself, these golden cultists, protecting you…and then you in general.”
Skystar blinked, waiting for Galen to finish as the ghost of a smile twitched at his beak.
“It was supposed to be easy; like any other job. Just keep my distance and let things be. And yet despite my best efforts, I still find you as charming as I did many months ago.”

The princess’s heart melted, a happy smile quivering at her beak.
“I-is that a bad thing? I don’t ever want it to be.” she whispered, scooting a bit closer and letting Galen think.
And do you know how I feel, Galen? I suppose not…and that’s my fault. Easily fixed though.

Skystar was hardly an idiot in terms of picking up on such things; like when a certain somegriff had some sort of feelings for her. She certainly hadn’t missed how he was relaxing more and more around her. That aspect had actually been extremely comforting on the new ship amidst the stress, if she was honest with herself.

The small gestures of actually hugging her before, even if it was in comfort, was enough to make her smile at the mere thought of such affection. The fact he was pushing through his dislike of contact only made Skystar’s heart warm all the more. While a serious relationship was a new thing to her…having an interested party wasn’t.
Having a guy who I WANT to be interested in me is a new thing though, at least like this.

“Can I give you a hug?” Skystar ventured, and saw him look around briefly before nod ever so slightly. She scooted closer to wrap up Galen up in her arms, enjoying the contact while it lasted. She kept such gestures brief- not wanting to push her luck. He might have hugged her once or twice- but how much of that was comfort versus his own conflicting feelings, she didn’t know.
But just the fact he’s ok with this...

What Skystar was not prepared for however, was for Galen to turn and rest his head against her shoulder. The simple gesture caught her off guard as it was- as did the emotions that made Skystar let out a slight sniffle.
I really like this, being close to somegriff…
It took every ounce of the princess’s willpower to not hug Galen tighter, but even that had its limits.

To both Skystar’s embarrassment and surprise, she found herself leaning over slightly to rest her head against Galen’s briefly- the gesture prompting a soft huff from the Knight.
“I can’t keep it all straight in my head anymore, what is appropriate and what is not. In terms of this at least.” He whispered, head shaking back and forth against Skystar’s feathers.
“Well, you’re hurting, and this helps. If that’s all you want to take from it, then that is what can happen. Just a friend comforting a friend.” Skystar replied, swallowing nervously.
“I-if you’d like it to mean more, I’d like that a lot, I’ve wanted that for a while.” the hippogriff added on with a whisper.

Pulling his head back slightly, Galen’s eyes met Skystar’s, and she saw his ocean-blue eyes dampening, wide in surprise. The gryphon shaking his head briefly, but then sighed and returned his head to her shoulder.
“You don’t make this easy, Skystar.” he murmured, taking a slow few breaths.
“It was supposed to be simple. A two-week job, ask you on a date, and go from there. Just a trader and a princess.
And now? Everything is changed.”
Skystar smiled, shaking her head as Galen scooted out of the hug to sit beside her.
“Yeah, it has. But you’re still you, and I’m still me.” she paused, her own claws itching to grab Galen’s and squeeze them tight.
“I’ve always wanted to get to know you more, see if you’d want to be closer. The next time you visited I was going to ask you on a date, but then this all happened.”

Galen’s surprise was ratcheted up another notch as Skystar leaned over ever so slightly- and then seemed to shake her head for a moment. Apparently steeling herself for something…
He quickly found out what that ‘something’ was as she scooted closer to lean on his shoulder with a sigh.
And as always, it doesn’t bother me.
It just all goes quiet. All the background noise, the fear…just her.

“Skystar, I-” Galen began, then had to stop talking as his eyes began to burn with some rebellious liquid.
“You really were going to?” he asked, feeling Skystar nod against his shoulder.
Despite it all, she wanted to- she still wants to…
“I really would like to see where this goes, but I’m afraid that right now it really isn’t fair to you.” he whispered, wings slumping slightly.
“I’m a wreck. Between the news and some stuff I had hoped never to deal with again- I’m not composed enough to be honest with my feelings. I don’t want to mis-lead you or myself with emotions that are clouded, which I know they are to an extent.” Galen explained, letting out a frustrated sigh.

“I only know how I feel up to the first week of our job- after that is when everything starts to blur together. The want for just stability and comfort now is just-ugh.”
“Well, is how you felt enough for this to be ok?” she asked cautiously.
“I’m more concerned with how much I enjoy it. You make it all go quiet- all the doubt, the worries, the things I have to deal with now. It’s all gone, just for a moment. There are good reasons I don’t like random physical contact. But with you…” The gryphon’s shoulders slumped, and he leaned his head over to rest against Skystar’s. Every small movement she made sent a tingle up Galen’s spine, yet at the same time caused a comforting warmth to spread from every touch Skystar gave him.

“You’ve just been perfect. Not questioning- well, you’ve certainly been busy trying to solve mysteries, but not in an overly nosy way. You haven’t pushed with things- just been yourself.”
It was now Galen’s turn to sniffle, emotion blocking his throat as Skystar’s sides rose and fell against his.
“I’d like nothing more than to see where things go, but I don’t know how to go from here. I’ve had to force myself to not want this, not pursue it as best I can for so long, it’s so odd. And now that has changed, much like everything else, I guess. I mean, my job of protecting you comes first, it has to, especially with the return of these creatures.”

Skystar was quiet for a while, and Galen couldn’t help but smile out of happiness as she scooted closer to nestle her side against his.
“W-well, maybe just have moments like this every now and again? Just because you like me doesn’t mean you aren’t protecting me. If anything, wouldn’t that make you more vigilant? We can just ease into it until we can go on a proper date maybe? I mean we could totally count this as one though, if you’d like.”

The Knight shook his head, torn between talking and just enjoying Skystar’s touch.
“Nah. Has to have an activity and a meal, a proper date.” He murmured, a blush rather quickly rising to his cheeks.
“You said that you’ve forced yourself to not want stuff like this, being close. I assume you did though? Just because of the secrets and everything, you couldn’t?” Skystar asked.
“Yes. And how could someone not want this? But to focus on how much I desired closeness when I couldn’t, that is a path to madness.” Galen whispered, closing his eyes as he pressed against Skystar’s side briefly. Just feeling her breath was calming, soft feathers brushing against his, and her own arms giving him the slightest squeeze of comfort.
“I’m just tired, Skystar. I’m tired of not caring, not being able to care. Not being able to trust, tired from hiding. And now it’s all coming to a head.”

The princess’s arms tightened slightly, making Galen’s throat close up even further. Just having someone there to listen who was an outside party to everything seemed to make it all feel better.

Am I this starved for physical contact that she can turn me into a blob just like that? How long since I’ve had a hug or any sort of contact from someone I can truly trust? A few times from my crew family, but this…
From someone I actually care about- how long since I’ve felt that sort affection? Allowed myself to?
The answer to Galen’s own question was rather frightening, enough for him to pull away ever so slightly, prompting a slight sigh from Skystar.
“Sorry, too close?” she whispered.

Shaking his head vigorously, Galen looked over to the confused princess and tried to smooth his slightly-fluffed facial feathers.
“Not at all. Just, I’d have no issues staying like that all day. It’s just a bit overwhelming, in a good way. A really good way.” he explained, ears flattening slightly.
“I don’t get close to individuals physically, not nearly as often as is healthy at least.”
His sober tone killed any ideas of a joke- but Skystar only grinned. She reached over and gave his shoulder a squeeze as her peppy demeanor stamped down the rising darker thoughts.
“Wellllllllllllll how does that song go? Three hugs a day, that’s the minimum! Sooooo to ease you back into it, one a day?”
“…I think I can handle two.”

Skystar smiled, her beak then gritting as she wiped away a bit of moisture from her eyes almost angrily.
“Dangit. Not fair!” she muttered, not able to keep a wide but quivering grin off her beak as the princess looked at Galen.
“What do you mean? Are you ok?” he asked, head tilting curiously.
“I’m just happy. Stupid happy tears.” Skystar said, letting out another sniffle.
“I’ve been so worried about you, and liked you for a while, and now I find out you like me, and are ok with seeing where things go? It’s just a relief.” she explained, freckles shining from her blushing cheeks as the hippogriff traced the deck with a set of claws.

“Can I cash in that second hug?” Galen asked, seeing Skystar struggling to not ask that same question and deciding to spare her further hesitation.
Her eager nod was enough, the gryphon scooting over to sigh and wrap the princess up in his arms in a partially sideways hug. To Galen’s immediate surprise, Skystar melted into his embrace, wings and shoulders relaxing as she tentatively rested her forehead under his.
“You promised to keep me safe Galen, and I certainly feel safe with you.” she whispered, closing her eyes and enjoying the sensation of his chest rising and falling against hers.

“I didn’t know you were so worried, I’m sorry. I guess I owe the crew that same apology.” Galen replied, shifting a set of claws to almost rest around Skystar’s middle. Pausing in hesitation, the gryphon finally pulled her a bit closer, a soft squeak indicating that had indeed been the correct choice.
“They’ve been worried too, so that’d be a good idea. It’s ok though. I guess going this long on your own, it has to be an adjustment to have others care for you. Be it crew or otherwise.” Skystar mused, her ears burning from Galen’s gesture that still forced her beak upwards into a happy smile.

“That’s a good way to put it. I don’t like the idea of hurting them the same way I hurt you in that respect. So, I’ll take care of that today.” Galen whispered, Skystar nodding in reply.
I could get used to this. I think I already have.
Ugh. She could probably buy the ship off me with just hugs.

“I love this.”
Skystar’s whisper had Galen glancing down in surprise, the hippogriff refusing to meet his gaze.
“You’re not the only one who hasn’t gotten close to others. For me it was a bit different though- wasn’t for lack of trying. But…I’ve never been able to give a guy a hug like this, or get close to them in this respect, not without something screaming at me to not do so. And that something was usually correct. You’re just you though. Even with the secrets, you’re genuine, and you care for others. That’s a big thing to me.”

Galen had no words to reply to that, only give Skystar a final squeeze before stepping back slightly.
There was no chance of de-fluffing his feathers at this point, so the Knight simply smile back to the princess. The mental weight was still pressing down on his mind with the same force as the burden on his shoulders; but it all seemed a bit more manageable now…

“I, erm, probably should go supervise the training.” he mumbled as Skystar pouted rather adorably.
“Aww. Ooooooook.” she sighed, reaching over to gently give Galen’s side a poke.
“I like your hugs. Firm and not too squishy. But a little squish. It’s perfect.”

The blush that was just starting to leave Galen’s face returned full force, the gryphon finding the floor suddenly fascinating.
“I-um. I enjoy your hugs too. It’s easy to enjoy them a bit too much I guess.” He mumbled, immediately regretting his choice of words.
“Huh?”

Peak pursed in the best embarrassed pout he could muster, Galen gestured to the hippogriff with a set of talons.
“Skystar, you’re extremely appealing in pretty much every aspect. So, for somegriff who hasn’t had much affection or contact, it’s a bit overwhelming and just I-erm, it’s just really nice.”

The Princess’s eyes widened slightly, beak widening with a cheeky smile.
“Oh really? Appealing in every aspect? That’s so sweet!” she squeaked, then blinked as his words fully processed. Apparently, she decided to put the full weight behind them, because her entire head promptly turned as pink as a conch shell, the hippogriff letting out a squeak.
“W-WAIT. EVERY, YOU-”
“Nope. Training and business now. Embarrassing me later.” Galen grumbled trotting out of the supply room with a barely contained smile.
He was fairly certain that steam was starting to emit from the room as he walked down the hallway to his quarters.

I mean, I said what I meant, and I meant what I said. A gryphon’s faithful one hundred-”
Galen promptly smacked his head into the nearest plank and let out a sigh.
“Thank you, Morton Meets a Moo. How kind of you to offer your hatchling-book knowledge.” he muttered.
Hatchling’s book or not, it certainly is true.
She is totally not going to let that go….ohhhhh boy.

Skystar spent a good while walking around the ship, her ears burning all the while. The sensation was offset however, by the comforting glow in her chest, a silly smile refusing to leave the princess’s features.
Appealing in every aspect? That can mean a lot!
Like. A. LOT!
Ugh. Is this what it’s like to REALLY like a guy?
…I love it. Someone I admire likes me back.
YAY!
No wonder Silverstream was so happy- oh she’s going to be tickled! I’m glad she’s safe far away from all this though.

After running around her own brain in circles, Skystar’s ears finally stopped burning. The hippogriff then set off to peruse the library for a time, at least until the training started.
And, you know, get my mind off much MUCH more pleasant but distracting things….
Skystar sighed, tapping her notes and shrugged her wings.
“Hey Alabaster? I had a question.”
The entity appeared with a wave, sitting on a chair with a smile.
“What can I do for you?” he asked.

“I want to know about the Prince of Anthracite. What can you tell me?”
The entity blinked, head tilting slightly as his mouth flattened into a thin line.
“…stand by.”

“Sir? She’s now asked about your family, and now is wondering about the Prince. What do I tell her?” Alabaster asked, the gryphon in front of him blinking in surprise. Conflicting expression flickered across the Knight’s face before he finally sighed, head shaking back and forth.
“I suppose it won’t matter for long. Tell her as history will remember the Prince, not as I know him.” Galen muttered before walking out of his room.

Reappearing with a rather wide smile, Alabaster’s eyes seemed to sparkle as he pointed to Skystar’s notes.
“What do you want to know? I can’t tell you his name of course. He has ventured off the island on rare occasions, and with enemies all around, exposing him without authorization….”
Skystar waved a set of claws, ears perking up excitedly.
“Oh, I get it, and that’s fine! Just, what is he like? How do the people view him? What has he done in all these years? How did he escape? Will I get to meet him?”

Alabaster grinned, shrinking down to a quarter size to then sit on Skystar’s table as the princess blushed, finally regaining control of her excited ramblings.

“I’ll answer those in order as best I can. First. He’s charismatic, kind, but with an edge. He’s not afraid to put his claws down for what he knows will be best for the kingdom, and is an accomplished fighter. In short, he’s quite an interesting individual. I think you’d like him actually. He and Galen get along well, but occasionally butt heads. The people…” Alabaster’s voice trailed off, expression saddening briefly.

“The people adore him, but I don’t think the Prince fully understands that. The events that forged him into the ruler he is; they’ve dulled him to things, the happier things in life. I’ve seen moments where that is changing though. He’s the type to visit hospitals and read to hatchlings or colts, and then go challenge an advisor to a honorable duel for cutting costs to said hospital. The Prince is exactly what my people needed; a bridge from our past enslavement into the modern age. I feel that we inadvertently took advantage of his kindness however.” Alabaster continued, ears flattening slightly.

“The Prince has indeed led us into this new age with Galen’s help. But at the cost of neglecting his own life. We never intended that; but…as you heard with the council, it can happen when the advisors get too focused. The Prince is too kind to have not accepted the burdens placed on him. While that has earned him the undying trust of his people; I fear it has damaged him. I suppose all of the Ashen share in that blame.”

Skystar didn’t say anything at first, then letting out a sigh as she scribbled a few notes.
“There’s no right answer. He wanted to help, but at the cost of himself. It’s a noble thing, but it sounds like he took it too far. I can respect part of that though, putting himself above others. That does sound worrying.”

Alabaster nodded, then continuing with Skystar’s questions.
“Indeed. As for what he has done in all these years? He has helped build Anthracite from the ashes, quite literally. Our nation is rather militarized, the current enemy being that very reason.”
“Wait a second. The golden eyed creatures. What is their role in the fall of Anthracite?” Skystar interjected.

Blinking, Alabaster shrugged his shoulders in thought.
“They are the ones who tried to exterminate us, and nearly succeeded. That’s all I can say about that, for multiple reasons.” he muttered, then continuing.

“The Prince has guided our nation to what it is today. We have an economy rivaling that of other nations, all goods ready to be transported to buyers whenever we revealed ourselves. Until now, individuals like Galen helped us ferry goods and services to the outside, a third-party business venture. The Prince was the architect of all that.”

Alabaster paused, waiting until Skystar stopped scribbling.
“Well, the last two questions are simple. Will you get to meet him? Most certainly, but I am not sure when. As to how he escaped, I am not entirely at liberty to say. He barely escaped with his life, and the effort cost him a great deal. It’s a very personal matter to him.” Alabaster concluded, Skystar then propping herself up on her claws, cheeks pushed up in thought.
“Hmmmm. That’s quite a lot to digest.” she mused.
“But like everything, it makes sense. He seems like quite the individual. I can both respect what he’s done and understand it, in a way. I suppose he and Galen get alone because of their losses too, huh?”

The surprised stare from the Ashen was enough to peak Skystar’s interest, Alabaster then nodding slowly.
“They understand each other in a very unique way due to that event, yes.”
Nodding slowly, Skystar waved a set of claws, then smiling to the helpful entity.
“Thanks Al. You’ve given me quite a chunk of info to dig through. I do love learning about all this, so thanks.” she said sincerely, prompting a happy smile and a salute from the pony.
“Anytime Skystar- call if you need anything.”

The hippogriff waved, rifling through her notes a few more times after Alabaster vanished.
That’s quite a lot to process, but all very interesting. So, Galen knows the prince- a few similarities it seems. Makes sense they’d get along.
Not wanting to jumble the information further, Skystar headed out to the hallway and towards the main staircase. The crew would probably be training, or at least some creature would be.

Levering the deck hatch open, Skystar dark clouds gathering on the horizon, even as the sun continued to shine through the wispy tails overhead. The mountains passed underneath them smoothly, the ship heading on a lazy eastern course at a smooth but swift clip. In the center of the deck between the two primary supports for the air bladder, a sort of boxing ring appeared to be set up. Four crystals formed a square as soft beams of light connected the tops of the odd oblong artifacts. A little over the height of a pony, the pillars blinked in time with each other, their grey exteriors shining white with a few strange runes and inscriptions.

Sitting down at the edge of the deck, Skystar watched curiously as Gears meandered into the makeshift training arena with two strange blades strapped to his short arms.
“Alright, Galen wanted us to run our scenarios again. Alabaster? Can you load my usual one? Increase difficulty by point-seven.” Gears called out, then glancing back to Skystar.
“Oh! Hey Skystar. Come to watch? We’re just slicing and dicing training dummies. Realistic ones at least.”

Skystar smiled, nodding as she moved to a better observing position.
Two large gryphons materialized in the arena, each wielding clubs larger than Gears’ whole body. The hedgehog zipped towards them, arcane skates emanating an odd green glow as he ducked a swipe from the nearest opponent. His arms lashed out, slicing open one of their legs as the engineer repeated the maneuver with the other. Once stumbling, the opponents quickly were dispatched as Gears hopped up and slammed his glowing skates into their chests, causing them to fragment into a thousand small sparks.
“Eh. Didn’t stick the landing on one of those” he muttered, then zipping over to the sidelines.
“That’s basically it. I’ve done a few of these already, but I think the others are coming out for a warm up. Not sure about our Captain though.”

Tilly and Pergin did indeed show up; entering the ring together and facing a total of five opponents after nodding to Skystar. Like Gears’ fight, it barely lasted two minutes; the combatants clearly having practiced together numerous times. As the five random creatures walked forward, Pergin reared on his hindquarters, right and left forelimbs whipping out.
As two throwing knives embedded themselves into two mock minotaurs, Tilly ducked under wide strike from a third entity. Her broadsword cleaving the magical mannequin in two, the gryphoness parried a strike from one of the two remaining individuals.

Pergin darted forward again, this time ramming a dagger into the chest of a pony opponent, leaving the final gryphon entity to Tilly, who promptly slashed its chest into pieces.
Nodding to each other, the pair trotted out of the arena as Staunch made her way towards the training area.

The unicorn’s fight was even briefer than the other two; bolts of magical lightning searing across the three mannequins that appeared. Scarlet appeared to guide the magical strike as a single moving entity; the end of the bolt darting from creature to creature in a single continuous strike. Only once two of them vanished did the unicorn lunge forward with an oddly spiked metal gauntlet on her two forehooves, burying it into the chest of the final pony training dummy.
They’ve definitely done this before. It’s more like watching a group of athletes warm up rather than the actual race itself.

“Alabaster. Run acclimation program three. Six opponents.” Galen muttered, the gryphon appearing rather silently from the main staircase. While the Knight had lost the tired look from earlier, a different weight seemed to be pressing down on his shoulders this time. Making his way into the ring, Galen shifted his shoulders slightly. The air itself seemed to condense into small pieces of black sand, each pellet rushing to his chest. A black breastplate streaked with gold weaved itself together around the gryphon’s torso, molding to his frame like a second skin.

Black and gold? Ok, that’s a good look. But why do the others look confused...
Wait. Do they not know what is going on either?

Six opponents appeared; five gryphons and one minotaur. All armed with a variety of weapons, they waited at the other edge of the ring as Galen nodded once, gesturing with his claws.
“Activate it.”

Short blades pieced themselves together above Galen’s head, the three short daggers angling at the opponents as he waited.

Alabaster appeared with a worried frown, looking to the simulation as a soft hum filled the air. The eyes of the mannequins glowed a bright gold, magical streamers flickering from their empty gaze.

The change to Galen was striking; enough for Skystar to take a tentative step forward. The gryphon’s eyes widened in shock, sides immediately heaving for air. Stepping back slightly, the Knight shrank from the six enemies, his newly formed daggers clattering to the deck.
What is your history with these creatures, Galen? Skystar couldn’t help but wonder.

As one of the gryphons lunged forward, Galen snagged one of the daggers from off the deck and buried it in the opponent’s chest. With a savage yank, he sent the weapon tearing up towards the creature’s throat.
The hesitation and apparent fear was shed from the Knight’s demeanor in an instant. Instead, an almost primal rage seemed to take hold. The two remaining daggers were sent into the chests of the minotaur- Galen dashing across the deck to rip one of them out with his claws. Blocking a strike from a sword with a shimmering shield on his own gauntlet, Galen reached forward with his claws and dug them into the gryphon’s chest. Energy sparked from his eyes; and the Captain sent a surge of magic into the mannequin that caused it to instantly explode.

The three remaining gryphons attacked Galen at once; two swords and a club swinging at his head and chest. Ducking under the strikes, the Knight lashed out with his claws, tearing the lower right leg of one gryphon to shreds.
As the mannequins fell, Skystar couldn’t help but gasp as Galen pounced onto the enemy, using his beak to shred the attacker’s throat. As it vanished into thin air, Galen yanked off his breastplate, the odd metal reforming into two simple spikes. One gryphon met his untimely end as a spike was driven through its skull. The final magical entity barely made it two paces before Galen pinned it to the deck, punching his claws through the back if its skull with a growl.

Ley appeared at Skystar’s side; her own mouth creased in a frown. That expression only intensified with a shake of her head, watching Galen with a guarded gaze.
“Simulation complete.” Alabaster called, eyes widening as Galen summoned two more daggers- these pointing at the Ashen and then the crew.
“Erm, Captain?” Gears asked cautiously.

A slight hiss left Galen’s beak, the gryphon’s gaze passing over Skystar briefly.
He’s not there- he doesn’t see us somehow.
“Captain?”
Staunch’s voice seemed to give Galen pause, Skystar finally adding her own question to the mix.
“Galen? You alright?”

The gryphon shuddered, ears flattening as his eyes seemed to clear.
“Perhaps that was a bad idea.” he muttered, staggering out of the arena to lean against one of the ship’s supports.
“Couldn’t see you…that was odd.”

“Ok, what was that? I’ve never seen you like that- but I’ve seen others with that look.” Gears muttered, the hedgehog’s eyes narrowed suspiciously.
“I do think we deserve an explanation Captain; if not as your crew, then as your friends.” Pergin added with a sigh.

Galen looked at the gathered crew and then to Skystar, his wings slumping.
“You all are right of course. I suppose it has-”
“Captain! A broadcast…you need to see this.” Alabaster barked- the viewing screen from the lounge appearing on the deck with a soft ‘pop’.

“What fantastic timing.” Galen muttered, sitting on his haunches.
“What is it? A new development from…the….” Galen’s voice drifted off as the screen snapped on, a pony’s voice overlaying the image of two large ships.
“-has been pledged by one of the smaller gryphon provinces. You say these separatists have been welcome for some time?”

An older gryphon appeared on the screen; having an odd blend of grey and brown feathers that ran up and down his chest. A slight blue streak, no more than a few feathers wide ran up the gryphon’s crest. Despite appearing easily in his sixties, what little was visible of the gryphon’s frame bore testament to a lifestyle of athletics; muscle bulging under the skin. Yet there was a bit of softness to his feathers, indicating the enjoyment of a few of the finer things of life.
“That is correct, but their organization is formally known as the Golden Strand.” the gryphon stated, his voice fairly even but having an odd edge to it. It was the sort of voice that caused a creature to give pause, wondering if the individual was being sincere, or simply joking.

Out of the corner of her eye, Skystar saw Galen’s limbs begin to tremble. His blue eyes widened in shock, and apparent horror.
Rage then began to creep into the gryphon’s expression, beak gritting as a familiar spear formed about Galen’s head, magic gathering around his frame.

“We have sheltered these individuals for some time- and they are still welcome in our province. I refuse to believe these fights are instigated by them; most likely from the….wait. What?” the gryphon called off screen. His dark blue eyes then widened, head shaking vigorously.
“Shut that off!”
Dark blue eyes seemed to glow a bright golden at his words; and a set of claws was seen lashing out at the screen. Before the actual broadcast cut off however, a dark projectile speared the crystal television to the wall of the ship.

“Captain?” Alabaster asked, eyes widening in surprise. Galen’s sides were heaving, the gryphon still staring at the blank screen, his spear having hit dead center.
“Ok, what is going on?!” Gears hissed, the unsettling atmosphere now permeating across the entire deck. Energy began to crackle from Galen’s frame- the Knight’s eyes darting across each creature for only a few moments at a time.

Skystar was about to take a step forward when the world slowed to a crawl.
Whoaaaaaaaa…
She almost felt drowsy- every action much akin to waking up from a dead sleep. Things seemed slower and somehow muted, nothing moving for a few moments- not the crew, the clouds, or the ship.
All except for Ley.

Walking over to the hippogriff, the Kirin’s mouth moved, and Skystar fought off a wave of dizziness. It quickly passed however, and the hippogriff actually heard a few words. Spoken with a strange melodic tone to them, emotion and meaning seemed to fill in what the words themselves were not able to convey.
“…bad….help…else…” Ley said, Skystar shaking her head and listening again.
“This is bad, please help him, nobody else can.” Ley said again, ears perking up as Skystar nodded.
“Ok, I will.”
“You understand me?” The kirin asked in surprise, her voice becoming even more clear now. It was soft but carried a strange weight to it, as though the will of a hundred individuals were behind it. All the while, the words were spoken as a strange melody, infused with bits of emotion that Skystar couldn’t quite pick apart.
“Yeah, but my head is all fuzzy.” The Princess muttered, prompting a slight sigh from Ley.
“We will discuss this later. Please, help him.”

Time seemed to speed up; and Skystar had the impression it wasn’t the world that had slowed, but her own mind that had been shoved into overdrive.
Help him? I want nothing more. But how?
….oh.

Walking forward, Skystar paid no attention to the thousand-yard stare Galen viewed her with, instead nestling her head underneath his.
“Galen? You there?” she asked, feeling his chest spasm in surprise.
“Sky? W-what…” he muttered, the summoned knives clattering to the deck.
“Not a dream. It’s…he’s-”
Turning slightly, Galen pressed his head into Skystar’s shoulder, sides suddenly shaking with sobs. As she held the distraught Knight close, Skystar saw the utterly stunned gazes of the crew as they watched.

Ley seemed to nod in approval as she moved a short distance away to observe the event, even as Galen continued to cry into Skystar’s comforting embrace.
It took a good few moments for Galen to gather himself together, finally able to take deep breaths as he wiped away some tears.
“Well. There goes my chance as brushing things under a rug.” he muttered.

“Captain, you’ve been brushing stuff under the rug for years. We’ve just respected that it’s your stuff under the rug.” Tilly remarked, leaning on her sword with a frown.
“But this is different, huh? What’s going on?”

The crew looking at him expectantly, Galen gestured to the broken television set, head shaking slowly.
So much for keeping this quiet any longer. More of the truth. Perhaps it will set me free…
It wasn’t lost on Galen that Skystar still had him wrapped up in a hug- and he had no intention of changing that for a time. The memories that had blocked out the real world faded into blackness at her touch, and he finally felt grounded enough in reality to continue.

“That is the current ruler of Anthracite- or where it used to be located.” Galen whispered, eyes then narrowing.
“He’s the one who led the coup against the king. He’s also the same gryphon who personally slaughtered the King, and many of his advisors. My family fell in that group.”

The crew looked down at the deck after a few moments, their heads shaking in sympathy. All worry and unease vanished, instead replaced by an understanding sorrow.
“So, your family wasn’t killed by an avalanche….” Pergin muttered, prompting Galen to raise a set of shaky claws.
“They were; an avalanche of power. If I have to hide something, I do so with partial truths. I don’t want to lie to those I care about unless I have no other choice.” Galen explained, prompting a few nods.

“That is why you lost it. You were trying to acclimatize yourself to those golden-eyed freaks, and it backfired.” Staunch muttered.
“Massively it would seem. That gryphon is also the one responsible for the attempted extermination of the Ashen.” Galen added.

The crew was quiet for another moment, Gears then leaning on one of his arm blades with a huff.
“So. When do we get to take some of them out? A bunch of murderous hot-heads and a gryphon with an expiration date?” The hedgehog mused, prompting Staunch to facehoof.

The remark seemed to further snap Galen back to reality, the gryphon managing a slight chuckle.
“Oh, that’s certainly in the plans, if you’re up for it. I thought all these creatures died out years ago- apparently I was wrong, we were all wrong.” he added, seeing Alabaster nod solemnly.
“I’ll explain more about them later, I promise. This is all a bit much however.” Galen whispered, now sagging a bit in Skystar’s arms.
“I’d rather not risk a relapse. Clearly I am not stable with the subject.”
“You are now though.” Skystar cut in with a smile, her freckles causing her expression to sparkle.
“Thanks to you.” Galen replied, then blushing as the reminder of an audience smacked him in the face. That reminder happened to be Gears snickering, gesturing to the pair with an arm blade.

“And what about this development Captain? How long has that been a thing, if I may ask?” the engineer chuckled. Galen shrugged, and Skystar’s face reddened as a forelimb pulled her a bit closer.
“Erm, a few hours?” Skystar piped up, prompting a triumphant stab at the sky from Gears.
“HAH! Totally called it.” he crowed, holding out a set of paws to the other members of the crew.
“Pay up.”

With a collective groan, the other individuals tossed a few bits at the hedgehog; who clearly was tickled at his fortune.
“Seriously? A betting pool on us? And YOU won gears?” Galen asked, clearly not terribly surprised but feigning it all the same.

“Of course! You two clearly have got eyes for each other, so why not take some bets?” The hedgehog remarked, then grinning at the pair.
“And what do you mean did I, win? I bet sooner rather than later! I’m quite a romantic, Captain. These quills have to cover up my giant heart after all.” The engineer chuckled, swiping a paw over his eyes as he gathered up the bits, then skating towards the stairwell.

“Well. That’s a thing.” Galen muttered, still comfortably pressed against Skystar.
“And I guess we’re a thing? Sort of?”
“Sort of. Date first…how about that?” Galen replied, then frowning as Alabaster trotted closer.

“My congratulations on finding someone Captain, but those storm clouds require our attention.” The Ashen remarked, gesturing over to where the black mountain-like formations were billowing.

“Just after the broadcast, the clouds began to gather in strength. I believe we are being tracked, and that storm is meant for us.”
Galen nodded, giving Skystar a final hug before standing on all fours once again.
“If that monster is sheltering the Golden Eyed Strand, then they most likely realized we might be watching. We, being myself or the Ashen. How much they know about either of our existence, I don’t know.” Galen added, eyes narrowing at the approaching clouds.
“But we’re going to find out soon enough I wager.”

Author's Note

WELL IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU TWO! :rainbowkiss:
Hope everyone enjoyed the return of the FLORF! (Fluff + lore, if you've read the Gallus/Silverstream fics) And and we learn another piece about our interesting gryphon friend...
I've tried to show a halting progression between these two; so I hope that was accomplished! As always, feedback is appreciated! *Note, I might increase time between chapters due to their length (1 week vs 1-2 weeks), so just as a head's up.

Chapter Eight: The Golden Rule

The Crystal Hail bucked in the sky, sending its crew bouncing around every which way.
“Sorry sir.” Alabaster muttered, Galen letting out a huff as he braced against a wall.
“Not your fault- I certainly couldn’t do any better. This storm is not a normal one indeed. What’s the status of the ship?” he asked, meandering to the main lounge. It was still very early, and the gryphon was unable to sleep. The rocking and swinging of the ship was surprisingly comforting, so that wasn’t the issue.
No. It’s the things I can’t escape which are the worst.

Galen massaged his tired eyes, flopping down onto one of the worn sofas. Thankfully, all of the furniture was either bolted down or secured with a selectable move-me-not spell. For two days the ship had been rocked and tossed along, the storm struggling to pull the vessel deeper into uncharted territory. The engines were overpowering the unnatural forces, but barely. They were moving at a snail’s pace towards a small exploratory outpost at the edge of bugbear territory, where the mountains finally flattened out slightly.

I feel bad for not talking to Skystar these two days though. But its taken everything I’ve got just to be pleasant and try to keep the ship stable when Alabaster needs a break. And then there’s the sleep, or rather lack thereof.
Rocking and tossing ships are one annoyance I can sleep though with ease. The things I have to face when my eyes close- I would rather take this storm head on than deal with that again. Ever since these blasted golden freaks reappeared…
…I need a hug.

“Sir?”
“Sorry Al.” Galen muttered, shifting to lay down slightly on the couch.
“Haven’t been sleeping well.”
“Yes. I gathered from the dagger embedded in your wall last night.”

The gryphon stared, his eyes narrowing at the Ashen. Alabaster’s tone bore no ill will however, only genuine concern as he looked back at the Captain.
“What? You-”
“Of course I knew. I appeared to give you an update, and you snapped awake from a dream and threw the blade into the wall before going back to sleep. Thankfully it phased through my shoulder, but you clearly were troubled.”

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Galen shook his head slowly.
“Sorry Al. I’m just glad I didn’t hurt you.”
The pilot was quiet for a moment, ears twitching as though listening to some unheard voice.
“It would seem Skystar is up. Shall I have her meet you here?”
“No, I’ll-” The gryphon let out an undignified squawk as the ship shifted, and the Captain promptly flopped to the floor, tired limbs refusing to respond in time.
“…Ok maybe.” he muttered with a sigh.

Apparently already having been on her way, Skystar trotted through the door as Alabaster looked over his shoulder with a nod.
“Ah, good. I’ll check in with Switch in the engine room.” Alabaster quipped, vanishing and leaving the Princess to look down at the still-prone gryphon.
“Uh, Galen? Why are you on the floor?” she asked, the Knight in question waving a set of claws.
“It’s comfy.” he grumbled, finally levering up to rest on the couch once again.

“Uh huh…”
Galen frowned, ears pinning back slightly as he looked over Skystar.
“Sorry we haven’t talked much these past two days. It’s not about what we said- about us and stuff. I probably should have said that sooner.” he muttered, scrubbing tired eyes once again. At this, Skystar moved a bit closer to sit next to the sofa, head tilting slightly.
“You’re not sleeping well still? That’s like, a week now.” she whispered softly, frowning as Galen nodded.
“Sounds about right. All I see when I close my eyes nowadays are golden ones. They’ve always been there…”
His words caused Skystar to pause, the princess wisely not pushing the matter further.
I want to tell you everything, Sky. Just not right now.

“All this stuff happening…I’d be a mess too. Everything that’s going on inside your head especially.” Skystar admitted, still looking at Galen with a worried expression on her beak, bright eyes focusing on his exhausted features.
“Can I help?”

Galen opened his beak, and then stared at his claws for a few moments. A shaky few breaths left his frame, the knight’s demeanor shifting slightly.
“A hug? You just being you helps too. I can’t ask anyone else for help, not like that.” he whispered.

Skystar was more than happy to oblige, wrapping her arms around Galen’s upper torso as he sat up slightly.
Sagging into her embrace, Galen closed his eyes and enjoyed her comforting touch as Skystar smiled.
“You already feel more relaxed.” she whispered.
“Kinda hard not to with you.”

A happy sigh was Skystar’s reply, the hippogriff’s eyes widening in surprise as Galen returned the gesture, this time resting his head on her shoulder.
“One of the few times everything goes quiet, even for a little bit.” he mumbled, cheeks heating up slightly.
I mean, it’s true. But I went from no hugs to asking for them…this is still new.

“Welllllll want to try and get some sleep? Well, not like this, but if you lay down?” Skystar suggested, and getting a shrug in reply.
“I’ll take that as a yes, because I think you’ll fall asleep in my arms if you stay here any longer.”
“Not like that be a bad place to do so…” the gryphon whispered, prompting an adorable squeak.
“Somebody warmed up to hugs it seems.”

Galen let out a slight chuckle, reluctantly shifting out of Skystar’s arms and laying flat on the sofa cushions.
“You make very persuasive arguments.”

Skystar giggled, scooting a chair closer to brace her hindquarters against in case the ship began to move again; the spell preventing the furniture from moving once she released her grip.
“So how do you plan on stayinghmmmmmm.” Galen’s words drifted off into a contented hum as Skystar leaned forward and rested her upper torso across his back, her claws smoothing down a ruffled feather or two on his head.
“Like this! Erm, is it alright?” she asked, and got a simple nod in return.
“F-feels good.” Galen sniffled, trying his hardest to not let the wave of emotion clog his throat.
When have I last felt this safe?
And why now? Why with her?
I know the answer to that, I just don’t-

“It’s ok to cry you know.” Skystar whispered, her head resting on the small of Galen’s back near his ears.
“Happens to me sometimes. Different reasons I guess, but still. Being close is a nice thing. As long as they’re happy tears at least. I hope they are.”
“With you? Of course happy.” Galen mumbled, already drifting off to sleep.
Just warm and safe. When I get up, I’ll try to explain…

Alabaster expertly sent the ship into a lighter patch of clouds, the vessel punching through into a small clear space between the unnatural storms.
“I hate this. These storms are clearly being guided. We’ll need Galen’s help soon; the lightning rods are getting fried.” The pilot grumbled as Gears nodded at his side, the two of them observing the scene from the wheelhouse.
“I replaced them with our spares- but these strikes are seeming to target them. No way it’s random. How you can guide lightning I don’t know- but a few hits on our engines, and the only direction we’ll be heading is down for an emergency landing. And that’s hoping the levitation spells and the air bladder don’t get punctured.” The hedgehog muttered, Alabaster’s ears twitching slightly.

“Well, it’s mid-morning. I can’t let the Captain sleep any longer. I need him to help us before we hit the next cell. Take the wheel for a minute, Gears.” Alabaster remarked, vanishing to re-appear in the lounge.
He couldn’t help but smile on seeing Skystar flopped across Galen’s back like a blanket, the gryphon looking actually peaceful for once.
It has been a while since I’ve seen you at rest. A shame that we put such a burden on you… Alabaster mused, trotting over to shake Skystar.
“Skystar?” He asked, the hippogriff letting out a mumble as she scrubbed sleep from her eyes.
“Bwa?”
“Can you wake Galen please? I think he’d prefer that. I need him up in the wheelhouse within the next ten minutes. It’s urgent- we’re about to hit another patch of storms.”

As Skystar nudge Galen, the Captain let out an adorable mumble, prompting a smile from the hippogriff.
My gosh. He’s even cute when sleeping. Ugh.
So. CUTE.
Skystar’s cheeks instantly lit up with warmth as Galen shifted, his cheek resting on her claws.
Her soft squeak caused his eyes to slowly open, the gryphon letting out a yawn.
“Sounded like Alabaster…” he mumbled, Skystar nodding.
“Y-yeah. He needs you up in the wheelhouse. Something about the storms.”

Galen stretched, then sitting up slightly and smoothing his half-ruffled facial feathers.
“Haven’t sleep that well in a good few weeks.” he muttered, eyes meeting Skystar’s briefly.
“Thanks.”

She could only smile, heart nearly beating out of her chest. To say Galen was huggable in the mornings was an understatement.
Apparently, such a desire was easy to read, because Galen scooted off the sofa and gave the princess a brief hug, his own grey cheeks tinging pink.
“You looked like if you didn’t get a hug, you’d lose your feathers.”

“M-maybe?”
Galen gestured to her, prompting Skystar to follow him to the main stairwell.
“Well, lets go see what Alabaster needs. The storms seemed to have subsided…”

Walking into the wheelhouse, Galen grinned as sunlight streamed through the windows. Skystar apparently shared the upbeat sentiment, gesturing to the happy sunbeams.
“The sun! Haven’t seen that in a day or….two…oh.”
Her voice drifted off as the full view of the surrounding area became evident. Just beyond the ship, black storm clouds gathered, circling the vessel like predators on a savanna.
“We are in a temporary lull, a small eye within a literal hurricane/” Alabaster explained, appearing next to Galen.

“Yeah, and we can’t take many more lighting hits. They’re charged more than usual bolts, and are burning up the rods. We’re out of replacements, both of the re-directing spires and the actual circuitry to divert it to the core.” Gears chimed in, prompting Galen to sigh.
“I can help with that…where are the others?”

“Getting you lot fed before the storm hits again.” Pergin grumbled, setting out a lovely tray of still-steaming meat-pastry concoctions as he slid onto the bridge.
“It’s hard enough to cook with those storms. So, eat up before I batten everything down again. Staunch and Tilly are double-checking our supplies and maps. We’re an hour or so from a larger settlement. There’s a medium sized one that’s closer, but even so, with that lightning…”

Munching down the quick meal, Galen grinned as he gestured to the storm.
“Oh. I can handle things for an hour. First though, I need to address something that should have been taken care of two days ago.”

Tapping his gauntlet, Galen broadcast his words to the two crewmembers down below as he spoke.
“I apologize for not explaining this all from the start. I meant to explain about these golden-eyed individuals, but these past two days have been…difficult. I guess I thought the less you knew, the better. I suppose I-”
“Captain, you have every reason to not be clear in the head with these freaks around. Just tell us, what are the stakes?” Tilly’s voice cut in, prompting a snicker from Gears as Galen grinned, head shaking slightly.

“And once again I underestimate my crew’s capacity to tolerate me. Alright then these golden-eyed creatures are not supernatural. They are simply known as the Golden Strand, and we thought their numbers were nonexistent until recently. Their magic requires regular and brutal rituals to sustain, so we assumed they died off after their work in Anthracite. The similarity in terms of politics is rather striking to their attack two decades ago. Anthracite was about to de-centralize its power base, delegating it to a council as opposed to a king. Queen Novo was about to do the same before these creatures attacked. If I had to hazard a guess, something about not having a single ruler to influence jeopardizes their existence.” Galen mused, wings shrugging slightly.

“Other than that, what little we do know is this. Some sort of entity influences them- that’s the golden eye glow. It gives them heightened strength and regenerative capacities. Other than that, I really don’t know much about them, and neither do the Ashen.”

Alabaster nodded, Ley appearing at his side to observe. The odd Kirin now indeed sported armor, a breastplate covering her chest as some small angular pauldrons rested on her shoulders.
“These creatures almost wiped us out; but they don’t know how ineffective their efforts were. They believe us to number in the hundreds, and their original intent was total genocide. Luckily, they were mistaken.” Al remarked with a grin, Ley hopping up and down happily.

“If we encounter these freaks, I intend to keep as much as possible hidden from them. If they want to continue to believe the Ashen are nearly gone? All the better- because a cocky enemy is an easily manipulated one. And right now, they are just that. They are worried about me, I suppose, simply because of my connection with Anthracite.” Galen explained.

“But how much they know, I am unsure. If I had to guess; they know that I escaped, and have an Ashen or two aboard. They are hard to kill- but not impossible. So, the name of the game is deception. If we can swing it, we’ll say we dropped off Skystar else-ware. If they see through it, and we have to fight, go for excessive force.” Galen stated flatly, eyes narrowing slightly.

“Don’t just slice their chest or neck. Take off their heads, lop off their limbs. I don’t know how potent their magic is; because all we know was from years ago, and everyone was in a blind panic.”

He paused, glancing over to Skystar.
“Sky? If we encounter them…you have your backstory to stick to. Gears will set you up with some equipment if that fails.”
“I finally get to see the armory?!” Skystar squeaked, prompting Gears to cackle.
“Oh, you know how to pick them Captain! So many options, can I-”
“Set her up as you see fit, Gears. Mostly defensive ones, and then anything she feels capable to handle. I trust her to not overestimate things.” Galen replied, eyes meeting Skystar’s briefly. The princess nodded firmly; and while still ecstatic at getting to see the more destructive odds and ends, could certainly understand the gravity of the situation.

“I know what I’m best at. I’ve had a few combat courses.”
“I hope it won’t come to that, but just in case, we’ll ensure some backup plans.” Galen replied, then looking out the window at the clouds.
“Hmm. Show time?”

Ley now pranced next to the gryphon, gesturing outside excitedly before standing at Skystar’s side.

“Huh. She seems excited.” Skystar mused, Gears then prodding Skystar’s forelimb with a grin as Galen trotted out to the open space of the ships deck.
“She always likes when Galen gets to show off, not sure why. And I haven’t seen him this relaxed in a while…” the engineer grinned, prompting Skystar to shove him aside.
“We just slept togeth-ok not like that, don’t you dare take that out of context. He’s just super stressed, and I helped as best I can, being a blanket.” Skystar explained, Gears’ cheeky grin fading rather quickly.

“Yeah, every-creature could see it. Jokes aside, I’m glad he’s back to somewhat normal. This golden eye thing really is messing with him…”
Gears’ words trailed off as Galen stood on the deck, stretching as the gryphon began to draw runes in the wood, symbols beginning to float around his body.
“Hey Gears?” Skystar asked, eyes narrowing slightly as a few questions rose to the fore. They seemed minor, but she knew that there was a larger weight behind the answer than Galen was telling.
“When the messages from my mom were slowed down, how did he know to speed them up? And why did these Golden Strand cultist want to kill all the Ashen? That seems to be separate from the politics. There’s some stuff that doesn’t add up.”

Gears’ own brow furrowed, the hedgehog shrugging.
“I don’t know. He hasn’t told any of us something like that.”
Skystar didn’t miss how Ley’s ears were pricked, the kirin turning slightly to listen to their conversation. Catching Skystar’s eye, Ley shook her head firmly.
Don’t push, got it. At least she knows that I know- maybe then I’ll get some answers in time.

Skystar nodded to Ley in understanding, then watching as the ship slowly moved forwards.
No, we’re not moving forward- the clouds are coming at us!
“Time is up captain! I’ll run the engines as hot as I can to get us to the settlement!” Alabaster called, Galen then waving.
“Understood.”

Darkness then enveloped the ship, yet despite being inside of a cloud, the rain was surprisingly light. A strange unnatural illumination glowed from all sides, giving the scene a disturbing twilight effect.
The entire deck flashed, a bolt of lightning snacking out from the left side of their view. Aiming directly at the ship’s support, the strike of energy jumped hungrily at the exposed structure-
and was sent zipping off harmlessly between the two supports.

Skystar blinked, the scene having happened too fast for her to see clearly. Galen had…moved?
As another bolt lunged at the ship from the prow, time slowed slightly- and Skystar felt a familiar nudge of Ley’s magic encompassing her.

Galen spun on his hind paws, reaching out his left claws to meet the bolt of pure energy in slow motion. Licking along his frame, the lightning traveled up through his arm, chest, and then discharging harmlessly out of his right hand.
“He can redirect LIGHTNING?!” Skystar sputtered, time resuming its normal flow as Gears chuckled.
“It took a slowing spell for us to see it, thanks to Staunch, but yep! I don’t know how he can react so fast, but he does. Otherwise, those hits would saturate the magical circuity. Ordinarily we can direct the lightning into the ship’s mana core; but these bolts are different. They fry it all.”
Staunch? So, he didn’t notice Ley….?

Another bolt was sent flying past the wheelhouse, causing the occupants to flinch. They had barely recovered when another zipped across the deck; the bolts now speeding up in their frequency. Galen seemed to move towards the wheelhouse, now standing to their left towards the stern
“Alabaster? They’re aiming for the engines. Is there anything on our detector screen?”
Gears took a brief look at the crystal display, the magical spells still operating at full power.
“A weird eddy in one of the clouds, but nothing abnormal. Huh…ok, well the eddy just moved.”
Another succession of lightning bolts screamed out of the clouds, one of them now scorching the deck as Galen tried to handle two at once.
“We’re being followed. That’s how they are able to target us so well. Alabaster, get us down, NOW! I can handle one at a time, but two or three at once is beyond me.”

The ship dipped down, even as Galen continued to try and redirect the angry strikes, each bolt getting closer and closer to the engines.

“Cut the power! We’re going to get-”
Galen’s words were punctuated by a tremor that shook the ship even as Gears turned off the arcane thrusters, the hedgehog wincing as a few red lights flared across the dashboard.
“Well that’s not good…” he muttered.

“We’re breaking through! I can see a decent settlement…CAPTAIN!” Pergin called from the wheelhouse railing, a telescope in his claws.
“Something is going on. There’s a lot of activity down there- and an airship has landed on the outskirts. There’s a weird yellow glow…uh oh.”

A low growl reached Skystar’s ears as Galen sent another lightning bolt rocketing back into the clouds- this one causing a strange flare of light from within.
“Well I think I set the chase ship on fire. Not that it matters, they got what they wanted. We’re landing.” Galen hissed, then ducking inside.
“Gears, get Skystar geared up in the armory; actually, everyone get set.”

As Alabaster guided the wounded vessel down, Skystar followed the crew into one of the few rooms she hadn’t yet seen. Located near the prow of the ship in-between two supply closets, the armory door swung open on well-oiled hinges.
“Whoaaaa.” the princess whispered, eyes wide as she took in the incredible sight. Weapons of all types and sorts lined the walls, ranging from swords, crossbows and spears, all the way up to ornate daggers, throwing knives, and even a massive flail.

“Attach these onto all of our weapons Gears. I thought we’d have more time, so I couldn’t make more.” Galen whispered, handing over a strange set of small gems to the hedgehog. With a soft grunt, the engineer snagged a tinted face mask and began to weld, sparks flying from two mana-powered crystal devices as he immediately set the gems into each of the crew’s weapons.

“Those contain a powerful counter-spell. It should make sure these creeps stay dead, or at least decrease their regeneration abilities.” Galen explained, watching as the crew continued to gear up. Tilly slung her broadsword over her back as her husband slotted in daggers to shoulder holsters. Gears buckled on his odd arm and foot blades, while Staunch set her hooves into a pair of matching spiked gauntlets.

“Minimal armor. I’ll handle that.” Galen explained, prompting a strange chuckle from Gears.
“Ooooh, going custom for this? I always liked the feel of that stuff.”

Despite his cavalier words, Skystar could feel the tension emanating from the crew. As she eyed some daggers, Gears handed her two of the weapons- each set with a sheath that placed the blades on the inside of her forelimbs.
“Skystar, do you know how to use these? Anything else here that looks more your style?” Gears asked, the hippogriff nodding.
“Yeah, and these will work. I don’t feel comfortable using much else, not like this.” she explained, and got a curt not in return.

“Alabaster? Signal the Rangers. I don’t think we’ll need their help, but make sure they are on standby, and inform the council.” Galen instructed.
“Aye sir.”
The Rangers? Who….?
The perplexed looks of the others reaffirmed Skystar’s suspicions. Galen was playing the entire encounter very close to the chest- clearly leaving a few things up his sleeve.
Not that I blame him. These freaks killed his family, no wonder he needs to be secretive.

“Skystar, your disguise.” Pergin whispered, prompting the hippogriff to nod and activate the enchantment.
“Eh. I prefer the hippogriff version.” Galen mused, prompting Skystar to blush even through the tension.
“Setting down in about one minute. There appears to be a crowd gathering. Mostly griffins, a few ponies…all of them have golden eyes. There is a collapsed building next to the landing site; civilians are there, digging at the rubble.” Alabaster reported, prompting a growl from Galen.
“We have the upper claw here. They don’t know how much we know. So, I’ll try to stall. If any of you can, try to help the civilians, but it might be a ploy.”

The crew nodded, Galen letting out a sigh as he looked around at them.
“I couldn’t have asked for a better crew. You’re more of a family to me though. I am sorry that I’ve concealed so much from you, but it was all from a desire to keep you safe.” Galen said, his wings sagging slightly.
“You all have trusted me thus far- I ask you to keep trusting me. Nobody is dying today, not anyone from my ship at least!” he added, receiving a few nods in return.
“Priority is to keep Skystar safe. If we can bluff our way out of it, all the better. Worst case scenario, we fight to get her clear. If you can break free, hide in the mountains and soldiers from Anthracite will find you. Stay behind me at first, but she’s the priority. Alabaster? Charge the capacitors to critical, and activate the counter spell.” Galen continued.
“And target me with the emitters, set to emergency output levels. I want them to burn out from overuse. But do not fire until I say so.”
“Sir?! Aye.”

Alabaster didn’t pose any more argument, despite the exclamation.
“Alright. Let’s go meet these creeps. We’re just pleasant traders after all.”
As they left the armory, Skystar saw Galen linger, strapping on a strange gauntlet to his right arm. There were six tubes arrayed in a circular fashion, each about the size of her claw, and having a small activation crystal at the back of the metal assembly.
Huh. Odd…

As every creature stood on the main deck, the Crystal Hail settled down with a soft thump, a gangplank extending out to the ground. There was indeed a crowd of creatures to greet them, standing in a line outside the dull grey stone dwellings. The buildings behind them were pockmarked with spell impacts, the few dozen dwellings clearly having been scorched from the sky. The forty or so individuals in front of the crew all had a familiar glow to their eyes, while the ten or so ponies and gryphons to the right of the ship were still frantically digging through the rubble of a collapsed stone structure.

“Go assist them.” Galen hissed, gesturing to his right. Tilly and Pergin bounded off. A single figure broke from the creepy battle line of opponents, the large gryphon sauntering closer. Tan and grey feathers patterned his entire body in a pattern that almost hurt to look at. His torso was like a shifting prairie field, while grey splotches seemed to move from his flanks to his arms like a fluid.
“Shame about the building, but we needed a bit more leverage.” The gryphon called out, his disturbing entourage having followed to be within earshot of the crew’s location.
“I doubt your crew will be able to free them, not until we are finished here. So, Captain Galen, let us get down to business. You did destroy my scouting vessel after all. You have Princess Skystar in your possession- that gryphoness over there I assume. You can simply address me as ‘Ambassador’ for now.” he mused, prompting Skystar to shiver.

“Now then, we are prepared to make an offer twenty times whatever you were promised. Half immediately paid, the other half once we leave with the Princess.”
Galen nodded, and Skystar saw a few of his feathers starting to prickle. Something seemed off.

“And if I refuse?” he asked, tone cautious and rather guarded, as though unsure what to think.
“Well, if you accept, you are free to help those civilians over there, and the Princess will be transported away without harming a single feather on her head in the process. If you refuse however, that building will collapse further and kill every-creature there, and as for the Princess, we’ll take her by force, and I can’t guarantee she’ll arrive to her destination… unsullied.” The gryphon chuckled, and more than a few of the opposing creatures grinned slightly.
“Furthermore, if you try to fight, the four airships on their way will provide a bit more lethal encouragement. Fight us, and then the eighty on those ships? I don’t think so. So, do we have a deal?”

“I cannot make an agreement with a creature I don’t even know.” Galen replied, and Skystar saw the odd gryphon gesture to the air, and then take a sweeping bow. A series of gold bracelets chimed from his wrist, a silver necklace now visible around his neck.
“Ah but of course, it’s only fair. How rude of me, I am Vintag, the-”
“I. Know. You.”

Galen’s voice bellowed across the open space, having dropped a few octaves. The gryphon’s eyes were narrowed to slits, and blue sparks of energy began to snap and crackle from his frame. His entire body was like a spring- a simple touch libel to set the gryphon off.
“I’m…sorry?” Vintag replied, head tilting curiously.
“I don’t believe we’ve met….”

“You dare wear her bracelets; trophies?!” Galen hissed, prompting the Golden Strand individual to look at the ornaments curiously, then returning to stare at Galen.
“What do you mean, her? You knew the royal family then? I mean I assumed your family were advisors…”

Still staring at the bracelets, Galen’s limbs began to quiver.
And then he laughed.
Tearing from his throat to echoed across the barren ground, the sound lacked any mirth, any shred of happiness. Skystar’s heart rose to her throat as she caught sight of Galen’s face. Even as tears flowed from his eyes, the gryphon still laughing at the ‘ambassador,’ nearly bent double with the effort.
It was the laugh of a creature who had lost everything, and now was being forced to stare into the past…and likely the dead.

“You have no idea, do you?” Galen asked, the maniacal laugh subsiding. A good ten of the opposing creatures had taken a step back from the unstable gryphon, the Captain’s claws now clenched into fists.
“You get nothing. You will not lay a claw on Skystar, or any member of my crew. You will find nothing but death here.” he hissed, Vintag’s eyes now narrowing.
“Who are you?”

Galen then paused, and Skystar could have sworn she saw the outline of Ley appear out of the corner of her eye and nod to him.
“His name. You must know that, right? That creature infesting every one of your minds, it knows of course. The name of the royal family, the Prince’s name, specifically. Take that name. Translate it to old equestrian…” Galen was now shivering, a flurry of emotions filling his eyes. Ever so briefly, he looked back to Skystar- and she saw fear.
Of these creatures?

“Old equestrian name, right? Now to the minotaur dialect. You still with me?” Galen asked, Vintag growing rather impatient.
“Yes, yes, what does that solve?”
“And now back to Equestrian.” Galen hissed, his eyes glowing an unnatural blue.
“G’…ai….’lan…G’ai’lan, wait. No, that’s not possible.” Vintag whispered, taking a step back in seeming horror.

“I wonder. Will you be as terrified as your brother when I killed him?” Galen whispered, limbs now shaking even more. With a snap of his claws, Galen then gestured to his crew- a familiar dark armor weaving around their torso’s. Breastplates and gauntlets adorned each of the crew- a simple chest plate weaving around Skystar’s torso as well.

Around his own, however, the charcoal breastplate bore a new symbol. Set around a dark blue jewel, a tangle of golden fibers seemed to catch it in a mesh.
That’s the Royal Family Crest. Wait.
…Galen? You-you can’t be-
The dark armor weaving around his limbs and torso, Galen began to walk forwards, now standing between his crew and the bakers-dozen cultists. Metal gauntlets adorned his wrists, and his flanks were clad in a simple barding that latched from his breastplate down his spine.
“No. You’re dead! We saw the body!” Vintag hissed, drawing a sword from his belt.
Galen chuckled, a dark sound that sent a shiver down Skystar’s spine. His demeanor was now predatory, eclipsing his opponent’s previous bravado. It was a side of Galen she had never seen- never wanted to see.
Yet it’s a side of him all the same.

“I used half of your brother’s body to make the fake corpse. A difficult spell, especially when you’re just a hatchling. It didn’t last long, but long enough it seems.” Galen whispered, a short sword spinning into existence in his claws.
“How does it feel, murderer, to know you have so little a time to live? I still remember your face, from two decades ago, my sibling’s blood still wet on your claws.” The gryphon hissed, words causing Vintag to shiver slightly. The Golden individual then let out a huff, and gestured to his supporting troops.

“This changes nothing, Prince Galen! You are alone, with naught but perhaps three Ashen on your ship, and your crew as well. You will all die within moments.” Vintag remarked, prompting five sets of familiar eyes to turn to Galen.
“Hold up, Prince?!” Gears muttered, the hedgehog letting out a sigh.
They didn’t know.
Nobody did…
Galen, is that why-

“Then why do you wait?” Prince Galen asked, rearing on his hindquarters as runes flickered into the air around his body. Tapping his gauntlet a few times, the gryphon’s body flashed- a spell deactivating that encompassed his entire being. Grey crest feathers burned away to reveal a bright blue pattern, and matching colors began to appear on his shoulders, flanks and forelimbs.
Wait. That was a disguise?!

Vintag hesitated, attention drawn as Tilly called over- either oblivious to the goings-on or purposefully distracting the two.
“I’ve got eight adults trapped here Captain- the ones digging with me, it’s their kids!”
Eyes narrowing at Vintag, Galen waved casually and sent a blue barrier shimmering into existence around the opposing group, then turning his attention to Tilly.
“You still use the innocent for your gain. Yet more blood on your hide.” he muttered.
Skystar blinked- and Galen was standing at the gryphoness’s side a ship-length or two away. From his previous position.
How did he move so fast!?

As a single cry pierced through the stalemate, things finally clicked into place for the hippogriff as Galen surrounded the ruble with a magical aura.
“Mamma!”
Slices appeared in his frame, and blue energy bled through from under his flesh as the Prince levered two massive stone slabs upright, sending them collapsing to the side harmlessly as the parents were freed.
Children, seeming to watch their parents die.
The avalanche, and now this building collapse.
Galen, did you watch as-

“Really? A shield? This will not hold us.” Vintag scoffed, scoring the magical wall with a talon.
“Who said it was meant to contain you?” Galen asked softly, trotting over to stand nearly beak to beak with Vintag.
“Then what? Delay? I’ve had enough of this.” The Golden sighed, gesturing to his troops.
“Kill them all. Leave the grey gryphoness though- that’s the Princess.”

A series of crossbow bolts snapped out- a few of them making it through the barrier. When but a short pace from the crew gathered at the end of the gangplank, the projectiles stopped- held mid-air by a green glow.
Yet Staunch’s horn wasn’t alight.
Galen smiled grimly, the freedom to speak having lifted a twenty-year burden from his shoulders.
No more secrets.
No more running.

“You said I was alone, didn’t you, Murderer.” Galen asked, claws kneading into the stony ground.
“You sense it, don’t you? Something off, something you don’t understand?”
“Shut up…” Vintag growled, setting his claws on the blue shield to dispel it, golden energy eating away at the arcane barrier.

As soon as the barrier was down, Vintag found a set of claws around his throat- two hateful blue eyes boring into his own.
“Your brother nearly did kill me. But I wasn’t alone- I never have been.” Galen hissed, ducking a swipe from Vintag’s sword as the gryphon managed to scramble free.
That’s right. Let it sink in.

A dozen gryphons bounded along the outskirts of the rocky field, flanking the crew on either side. One reared back for a thrust with his spear, even as Staunch’s horn now flickered with magic.
The gryphon let out a gasp- a sparking green hoof punching through his chest wall. Ripping her limb free, Ley spin mid-air and bucked the gryphon in the face, causing the creature’s head to fold in on itself, golden magic leaking into the air like pollen shaken from a tree.
The second closest gryphon paused- but all he got for the action was a choked scream. Lashing out with a forelimb, Ley cut through the gryphon’s neck as though blades were attached to her arm, the Kirin’s eyes aglow with power. Her mane now flickering with flames, the Kirin trotted next to Galen and growled, the army taking a full step back.

“The Ashen Guardian!? We killed that witch!” Vintag gasped, shaking his head.
“You thought you did, just like me.” Galen replied, watching as ten combatants moved forward on either side. A few stayed behind Vintag, the others flanking both the Prince and then moving towards the crew.
Thank you, Ley. There for me as always.

The golden ‘dust’ that had leaked from the bodies now coalesced into a large form, appearing to be that of a hulking gryphon. Pupil-less eye stared hatefully at Ley as a deep rumble left its throat.
“You dare challenge me?”
Judging from how the golden-eyed congregation was bowing their heads, Galen had a pretty good idea of what this creature was.
I didn’t think I’d meet you, not yet.
I won’t waste this chance! But first comes the smaller snake!

Before he could even consider attacking however, Ley jumped into the air, her rear hooves bucking the golden gryphon’s beak clean off its face, golden dust then coalescing back into form.

The two then were locked into a brutal grappling match, barely visible behind a white barrier of light as the two entities struggled to deliver mortal wounds to the other. From what Galen could see, they were evenly matched…
Let me get rid of this filth, Ley- then I’ll join that fight!
The head of the snake- if I can cut that off…

Vintag now rushed the Prince- others of his crew seeming emboldened by the appearance of the golden giant. Despite being a good decade senior, the Golden gryphon’s reflexes nearly matched Galen’s, their swords clashing with bone-shattering force.
The world was muted for Galen, the only thing in his view was the creature in front of him. Past and present mixed together- and he could still see claws dripping with blood, even as Vintag chuckled and nudged his brother.
‘Three hatchlings. Easy. You find the brat yet?’

Galen dodged a strike, and then let a furious cry rip from his beak. Forgoing the weapon, he slammed his clawed fist into Vintag’s beak, sending the gryphon to the ground. The mindless roar that left Galen bore with it an untold amount of pain and agony.
You deserve so much more than a quick death!

Vintag managed to snag something from around his waist- reaching up to bury a dagger into Galen’s torso, then kicking the gryphon off of him.
Standing up and looking down, Galen stared at the golden-tinted dagger in his chest, blinking curiously.
Well. I suppose it had to happen.

Vintag chuckled, lowering himself into a combat stance once again.
“You must be part Ashen- that’s why we can’t seem to understand your magical signature, and also why you’re still alive.” he mused, prompting Galen to yank out the dagger.
“Oh, this will be fun. I get to dispose of an Ashen hybrid and avenge my brother in one fell swoop? I didn’t think-”

The gryphon’s words were cut off as a bolt of blue energy ate into his face, searing away flesh and feathers as he let out a choked scream. Golden magic quickly rejuvenated him, but the pain still lingered as Vintag stared at the prince.

“Perhaps now you’ll know why the criminals of the Badlands call me the Blue Demon.” Galen hissed, stepping forward slowly. The ground ignited at the gryphon’s touch, blue flames now licking up Galen’s frame. Feathers and flesh burned away, revealing a body underneath that sparked and shimmered with arcane energy. A much more visible scar ran from Galen’s left shoulder to his waist, the Ashen now standing on his hindquarters to confront the quailing Vintag. Energy pulsed through his veins as the Ashen glared at his opponent, claws half extended towards the Golden gryphon.

“Now do you get it, you murderous coward?” Galen hissed, summoning a blade and sending it ripping into the other gryphon’s chest.
“You can’t kill me, not like before. You had your chance twenty years ago, and you lost it!”
Galen jumped at Vintag, slamming the gryphon into a stone wall. His claws dug into Vintag’s chest, talons puncturing feathers and flesh with ease. The gryphon let out a screech, but his attempts at getting Galen to release his grip were for naught.
I’ve waited twenty years to avenge them! You aren’t leaving this place alive!

“Ah and you’re the nexus for this group! I wonder how many of them will burn with you?” Galen growled, a blue glow surrounding the gryphon’s claws.

Vintag’s golden eyes widened- and for a moment, a darker magic seemed to seize control as a familiar deep voice seemed to take notice. Even as the fight between Ley and the Golden one continued, the entity appeared to be disturbed by Galen’s words.
“No.” The gryphon muttered, voice strangely distorted.
“Oh yes.” Galen hissed, Vintag now letting out an unnatural scream as the five nearest gryphons suddenly clutched their heads in pain.
Pouring energy into his claws, Galen’s eyes narrowed as golden magic bled from each of the gryphon’s eyes, his counter-spell infesting Vintag’s connection with the golden entity.
The five other gryphons collapsed to the ground and seemed to deflate, their bodies turning to ash as the golden magic used to sustain them was broken and dispersed, while Vintag simply glared at Galen.
“You still haven’t won.” he growled, as Galen summoned another blade in his claws and sending it slashing across Vintag’s throat.
It stopped at the skin with a high pitch ‘PING’, causing the trapped individual to chuckle. Metal vertical bars of metal were barely visible under Vintag’s feathers, no doubt grafted there for this very purpose.
“Try again.” He gurgled, even as Galen tightened his hold.
“I’ll heal from any wound you give me! Tear my throat out and watch as I laugh!” Vintag added, a maniacal smile starting to spread across my beak.
Galen swung again- and after getting a similar result to before, the gryphon adjusted his grip.
“Besides, looks like your princess is out of time!” the Golden creature added, glancing over behind Galen with a malicious grin.
Eyes widening in rage, Galen angled his arm so a metal tube lined up with Vintag’s head, then slapping it with his free claws-
Regenerate from this!
‘BOOM!’

The resulting explosion caused every-creature to pause- those closest to clutch their ears in pain at the shockwave that emanated from Galen’s wrist.
Shock and horror still plastered on Vintag’s features, the gryphon slid to the ground as golden magic struggled to restore his vital functions. Ultimately, such efforts were in vain as a grapefruit-sized circle was missing from his cranium.

Four gryphons and two ponies now began to circle Galen, the gryphon panting and trying to take a few deep breaths. They were clearly hesitant to engage him, and a few even appeared to backpedal.
It’s not over, not yet!
A circular shield weaving into existence on his left arm and a sword appearing in his right claws, the Knight let out a bellow as he charged the nearest gryphon who dared to take a few steps forward, cleaving the creature’s chest nearly in half. Seeing a distant fight start to unfold, Galen closed his eyes for a moment and let his arcane form fragment.

Reappearing closer to the ship, the Knight let out a bellow as he tackled the nearest gryphon and pinned him to the ground with his sword- another detonation removing the hapless creature’s face.

*A few minutes prior*
Skystar swallowed nervously as Ley engaged the other creature, Galen appearing to not seem too concerned of how outnumbered they were. Tilly and Pergin were a short distance away, herding the group of civilians close to the landed Crystal Hail.
To use children and parents as leverage; so that’s how far these creatures will go.
“Stay close to us Skystar, just here near the gangplank.” Gears muttered, examining the black armor that encased his body. A helmet circling his head, the hedgehog now looked like a prickly ball of metal and blades. The other members of the crew had a similar setup, the lightweight metal seeming to mold to their body. Her own breastplate was comforting- not inhibiting Skystar’s movement in the slightest, but having enough weight as to prevent grievous injury.
It certainly wasn’t a bad look to any of them.
“If we get overwhelmed, get back to the ship; Alabaster can keep you safe there, but that’s a last resort.”

Nodding briefly, Skystar scooted back behind Staunch and Gears, still in shock by the words that had reached her ears.
You’re the Prince, Galen? That’s the secret you’ve been hiding?
Yet through the disbelief, Skystar couldn’t help but feel her heart ache as Galen let out a mindless scream, beating Vintag back with a series of blows that would have broken bone on any other creature.
A choked gasp left Skystar’s features as Galen’s opponent stabbed him with a dagger, her favorite gryphon wincing as the weapon buried itself into his chest.
No…
Wait.
As Galen yanked the blade out, and as his disguise burned away, Skystar’s beak dropped open in shock. All the small pieces of the puzzle that she had been struggling to put together now were lay out in completion. The speaking of the Prince, the strange looks, the hesitation…
You’re the Prince, and an Ashen.
And yet…

Overriding the surprise, the slight betrayal, and the complete confusion was a simple warm glow in Skystar’s heart. She knew now why there was all the secrecy, yet Galen had clearly struggled to not openly lie.
‘If I have to hide something, I do so with partial truths. I don’t want to lie to those I care about unless I have no other choice’ His words came flooding back, prompting a slight smile to itch at Skystar’s features.
He never wanted to, but opened up to me as much as he could.
Or more. This is what he was so scared about…yet trusted me all the same.

Skystar was yanked back to reality as a group of gryphons surrounded the three; Staunch promptly sending a bolt of magic through one of their skulls before the others wised up and raised a forelimb in defense. A strange shimmering golden cloth was wrapped around their limbs- and judging from how Staunch’s next bolt glanced off the partial shield that snapped into place, provided some sort of anti-magic barrier.
Well. Good thing we all have physical weapons.

Gears darted forward- arm blades lashing out and sending two gryphons to the ground, their front and rear limbs nearly severed by his strikes. As he jumped on the back of one, burying his arcane skates into the creature’s skull, Staunch galloped forward and delivered a punch with her bladed gauntlet to the other. Both strikes caused golden magic to flash from the impact sites- but a few repeated blows and that quickly ceased.
So, they’re hard to kill- but lethal blows are still…well, lethal. Just takes a few of them.

The remaining ten or so gryphons now fanned out, each sporting a blade that they balanced in expert claws. The first two had paid a heavy price- but now their sacrifice had taught their fellows who they were dealing with. Skystar reached her claws to grab the handle of a dagger hidden under her arm as they slowly inched forwards.

One of the gryphons chuckled, gesturing to his fallen brethren.
“And that is why you don’t underestimate your opponents. Learn from that.” He quipped, then grinning at Skystar.
“Last chance. If you-”

A flash of light cut off the gryphon’s words, Galen’s form weaving together to the group’s left. Letting out a rage-filled growl, Galen promptly tackled and skewered the nearest gryphon with his sword. A shockwave filled the air once again, the odd device on Galen’s wrist blowing away most of the creature’s head.
“Who’s next?!” He hissed, the seven remaining creatures turning their attention to the Prince.
“You four, handle him. We’ll get the Princess and leave.” Their leader growled, then darted towards Skystar, brutally batting aside Gears to send the hedgehog tumbling into one of the other attackers.

Staunch was promptly occupied by two gryphons who ran forward, separating her from Skystar as the hippogriff began to backpedal towards the ship’s gangplank-
Oh no.
Another gryphon had managed to sneak around behind her, now trapping Skystar between the leader of the group and himself.
Fear ate its way into Skystar’s bones, and the Princess forced herself to take deep breaths.
Just like training. I didn’t bother those guards back at home for nothing!
And these are the creeps trying to hurt me, my mother, Galen…my home!

Eyes narrowing, Skystar drew both her daggers, prompting the lead gryphon to pause, the black and tan-speckled individual letting out a laugh.
“Careful Princess. Those are sharp.” He chuckled, taking another step forward, reaching a set of claws up to grab Skystar’s arm.
“Put those down, and we won’t-YEARRRG!”
He let out a bellow of pain as Skystar lashed out with the daggers- slicing his arm to the bone and burying the other weapon into his neck. Ripping the dagger free, Skystar buried one of the daggers into the gryphon’s chest, sliding it between the ribs and into his heart. The remaining weapon hacked at the gryphon’s arm until he retreated a step or two.
“Oh…we’ll make sure you pay for that.” He hissed, golden magic weaving his arm back together slowly. Sparks of magic also buried themselves into his chest, the gryphon yanking out the dagger with a grunt.

“Rather impressive. An inhibiting spell…” He mused, and Skystar let out a shriek as the gryphon behind her dashed forwards, kicking her to the ground and pinning her arm, the dagger grasped helplessly in useless talons.
“Right. Now let’s-”
The unlucky gryphon let out a gasp as he took a step forwards, a glowing blue blade piercing through his leather armor from the rear.
“You will not touch her!”Galen hissed, spinning and severing the gryphon’s head with a blow from his sword. The creature pinning Skystar was tackled off of her, the Golden letting out a shriek as Galen dispatched it with another series of hacking strikes. The remaining gryphons rounded on him-
And fell to the ground with screams of pain, energy arcing from Galen’s claws to burn holes in armor, flesh, and bone.

“G-galen.” Skystar whispered, retrieving her daggers with shaking claws as Staunch trotted closer, having finally handled the two gryphons occupying her. A few slashes adorned her flank, indicating it hadn’t been a smooth fight in the slightest.

Galen’s head snapped towards Skystar, and his blue eyes, filled with rage and sorrow, seemed to refocus on her briefly. To the hippogriff’s surprise, he ran over and gave her a hug, a single whisper making Skystar’s heart flutter.
“More of this later when you’re safe.”

He then paused- eyes starting to cloud over once again. Following his gaze, Skystar saw Galen focused on the ball of light that encompassed Ley and the Golden guardian.
Wait, are you seriously going to-
The fact Galen was dashing towards the event answered her question, and Skystar was left with Staunch as the two backed onto the gangplank. Alabaster was visible at the top of the ship- indicating why no more creatures were venturing forwards. Gears was still fighting- the diminutive hedgehog darting in and out a group of five gryphons. Nearby, Tilly and Pergin were also holding their own- protecting the rescued townsfolk from a similarly sized group.

As Galen neared the ball of light, Skystar saw Ley tossed a short distance away, the Kirin smacking into a rock as she struggled back to her hooves.
Why Skystar didn’t expect, was for Galen to tackled the massive golden gryphon with a roar- punching the magical creature with his bare claws.

“You dare!” The Guardian bellowed, smacking Galen aside with a set of talons as Ley struggled to stay awake. She gestured towards Galen, but the gryphon shook his head.
Ley, you’ve done enough. This one is mine.

“No. You stay there. I’ll handle this monster.” He hissed to the Kirin, prompting a laugh from the golden behemoth, easily twice Galen’s size.
“Handle me? You dare even speak to me in such a tone?” the Golden gryphon hissed, rearing on his hindquarters as magic gathered in his claws.
“You think to ‘handle’ a god? My servants are innumerable, and you have tasted but a sliver of my power. You will fall like all the rest of Anthracite and your kind.” he continued, prompting Galen to chuckle darkly.
“A god?” he asked, his own magic wrapping around outstretched talons.
This creature thinks itself a god?
We will see.

“You are no ‘god.’ I’ve met a goddess before, monster.”
Galen jumped forwards, latching onto the gryphon’s arcane frame with claws and talons as he buried one of his arms into the creature’s chest. The memory of an alabaster alicorn flashed to the forefront- eyes wide in horror and damp with tears as he looked up at her in rage…
and then regret and understanding.
Yes, I’ve met a Goddess before…and even I know that such titles do not denote perfection.
“You are but a candle to a sun!”

The Golden gryphon shrieked, slamming a set of claws against Galen’s side- but it instead hit a shield that glowed from the Knight’s gauntlet.
“You know, I finally figured it out.” Galen yelled over the clash of magic and steel as a few gryphons tried to intervene, Ley dispatching them with brutal blows to the head.

“Why you tried to kill every Ashen, male, female, and child. Why you killed my family, my friends, and razed my home to the ground. I finally figured it out!”
The Guardian’s eyes widened in horror- gaze darting to look at Ley briefly as she bucked another Golden creature into a wall.
The Kirin returned the stare, fangs protruding from her muzzle with a grin.
"You can’t easily kill me, or any other Ashen…” Galen growled, magic surging from his body into the Golden creature.
“But we know how to kill you!”

The magic strike caused the Guardian to convulse- but the gryphon then laughed. Even as Galen still had talons buried in his chest, the ‘God’ chuckled.
“Clever. Very clever. But even you, Prince Galen of Anthracite, cannot harm me. You don’t have the power to do so. Even She barely can!” The Guardian quipped, gesturing to Ley.
“So now, you die.”
A sword, dripping with molten golden metal began to weave itself into the gryphon’s grip-
“ALABASTER! FIRE!”

The ship, until now a simple landmark, now hummed with power. The sound built up to a peak- as though a swarm of gigantic bees was buzzing inside of its hull. Squat projectors built into the sides now ignited with a flash- beams of energy as thick as a tree trunk searing through the air.

The four beams hit Galen dead on, his body glowing as it absorbed the energy like a sponge.
“You still can’t kill me. I will return and-”
The Golden gryphon’s words cut off as Galen’s blue body now burned with a white fire- the Knight sending a surge of energy into the creature’s chest.
“No. I can’t kill you here. But what does it say about you, about me, if I can make a God bleed?” Galen hissed, white fire now blasting into the golden creature’s chest from his talons.

Thrashing about with a scream, the Golden Guardian’s left shoulder began to crack- like ceramic being hit with a small hammer. Pieces began to flake off and vanish, yellow magic pouring form the wound like a cut stand bag, growing in intensity and speed.
“I can’t kill you here- but tomorrow? The next day? The next year? I will find you, and make you BURN!”

The bright spectacle reached a peak- Galen and the Guardian now almost completely obscured by the white light that surged from the Knight into the contact point. Just as the ships’ projectors began to burn out, Ley dashed forward and slammed a green spike into the Gryphon’s head- prompting the Guardian’s eyes to widen in horror as he vanished with a puff of golden magic.

The remaining gryphons on the battlefield sagged to the ground, golden dust leaving their frames in bursts as their bodies fragmented into flakes. Within moments, nothing was left but the crew and a group of horrified townsfolk, the dust of the fallen Golden Strand cultists being blown away with each pasting gust of wind.

Tilly and Pergin began to slowly walk back towards the ship after conversing with the stunned townsfolk, who slowly began to file back towards the damaged buildings. Apparently, it was a positive exchange- one of the filly’s reaching over to hug Tilly’s forelimb before leaving.

“I wish I could have killed him, right here…ended it all.” Galen whispered, sagging against Ley who propped up the Knight. She shook her head, gesturing back to Skystar.
“You have other priorities, Galen. That time will come. I too was not prepared against him. I do not know if I can kill him.” Her sing-song voice filled Galen’s mind, the gryphon nodding as they staggered back to the ship.

“But I can, in time. But you are right. Skystar…”
The full weight of the fight began to settled onto Galen’s mind, even as his physical form began to weave back together. His arcane body once again became meshed with flesh and blood, the gryphon having to sit down at the bottom of the gangplank as his crew gathered in front of him.

“Well. Now you know.” Galen sighed, wings drooping as Ley sat next to him- Alabaster and Switch trotting down the gangplank part way.
“Anyone else have an issue with this?” Gears called out, shrugging as he removed his helmet.
“No? Ok, good.” The hedgehog muttered, gesturing to the others.
“Yeah, we know. We kind of knew there was something up. It’s a bit much- but nothing you’ve told us was a total lie right? Other than concerning Anthracite.” The engineer asked, prompting Galen to shake his head, claws running through his naturally blue feathers.

“No. Just concerning my identity and the history. Everything else with you all has been genuine.” He sighed, Tilly then gesturing to Staunch as the Unicorn began to tend to their wounds.
“And you knew? About all this?” The gryphoness asked the unicorn.
Staunch was about to answer, when a tan feathery bolt surged forwards, wrapping Galen up in a hug.
“Galen!”
Hugging Skystar back, the Knight let himself lean into her embrace, nuzzling her neck feathers affectionally.
You’re ok.
And you still…
“Are you alright?” Skystar asked, pulling back slightly to look him over. After seeing no apparently wounds, she dove back in for another hug- this time leaning her head on his chest.
“I was worried. And scared. And just…everything. What just happened?” she whispered, head shaking slightly.
“We can explain more once we leave. I’m sorry for not telling you all this. I’m surprised you still….” Galen’s words drifted off, prompting the hippogriff to pull back slightly.

“You’re sorry?” she muttered, reaching up to tap Galen’s beak with a claw every few words.
“You lied to protect us all. You were dealing with a lot more than one creature can handle. You opened up as best you can. You just saved us from whatevertheheckthatwas. And you have awesome blue feathers. Consider your apology accepted.” she chirped, prompting Galen to stare.

“And you still....?” he couldn’t get the words out.
Despite it all, the first thing you want to do is hug me?
You still care, after all that?
Judging from the blush on his features, Skystar must have picked up on what he meant, the hippogriff giving him a final hug and whisper before pulling away.
“Of course I still care. You’re you.”

Struggling to not let the lump in his throat grow to push out tears, Galen looked to his crew, all of whom were grinning widely at the pain.
“You all still with me?” He managed to ask, Tilly raising a bandaged forelimb.
“Well duh. We’re not just here because it’s a free ride out. You’re family.” The gryphoness replied, receiving nods from every creature present.
“You had to lie and keep secrets to protect us. With these golden freaks out here, it’s pretty obvious why you needed to do all that. You’re still our captain, and our friend.” she continued, getting a nod from Pergin, Gears, and Staunch.

“So, Captain, will all due respect, can we get out of here? That whole fight was pretty creepy, and I’d like to know what just happened.” Gears grumbled, then gesturing to his armor.
“I do love this look though.”

Galen managed a smile, waving a claw to dissipate the summoned armor from the crew with a grumble from Gears.
“Thank you, all of you.” He whispered, nodding to Alabaster and Switch.
“You two, thank you for making sure the ship was secure. If that move hadn’t worked….”

The Ashen waved, walking up with the group as they boarded.
“Of course. We aren’t fighters, Captain. We’re just glad we could help.”

The gangplank then retracted, and the ship slowly rose into the air under its own power, but barely.
“Where do we go now?” Pergin piped up, looking at the map laid out on the wheelhouse table.
His limbs starting to shiver as the full weight of the fight began to set in, Galen managed to gesture to a spot on the map east of the ‘Sea of Clouds’ and due north from Mount Aris.

“To Anthracite. It’s time you saw it all, and not just the trading docks and marketplace.” Galen remarked, prompting a happy prancing movement from Ley.

“That may have to wait, Captain. I’m picking up four ships- probably those reinforcements. They are still a ways off, but…” Gears chimed in, prompting a sigh from Galen.
“Try to repair the engines as best you can while we move, and maybe find a place to hide. If we have to fight, I can clear us a path, but I’m already near my limit.” Galen sighed, flopping towards the floor-
And promptly found himself leaning against a happy hippogriff.
“Well. I for one am toooooootally excited to see this place!” Skystar crowed as the ship began to slowly pick up speed.
Galen’s smile was heartening- but Skystar saw his eyes glance to the crystal detection screen briefly. With enemies on their tail and the ship crippled, it was hard to escape the cloud of worry that sought to invade the bridge.
“I think you’ll love it. You’ll all love it. I hope so at least.” Galen whispered, prompting a shove from Tilly on his opposite shoulder.

“We trust you Captain. Now let’s go see your home.” The Gryphoness remarked.
The ship continued onwards, the storm clouds behind the group hiding the even greater threat that sailed underneath their cover.

Author's Note

The hammer drops.
Well dang did stuff happen!
So, anyone see that coming? Some of you probably did- I have hints here and there in past chapters...SO MUCH HAPPENING!:pinkiehappy:
Sorry for the later chapters- but I think the two week timeframe is much more sustainable. If I can get them out earlier, I shall!

As always, look forward to any feedback!

Chapter Nine: Island Mishaps

“He’s getting worse.” Skystar murmured, the sleeping gryphon under her claws shifting back and forth. As Alabaster sent the Crystal Hail whizzing across the ocean, the crew had tried to conduct repairs as best they could. The engines were nearly fried, and Skystar had discovered an unfortunate fact after opening a supply room closet.
Apparently burned crystal circuits smelled like bad potato chips.
Really, REALLYbadpotato chips.

An hour into their frantic flight, Galen had suddenly slumped against Skystar’s shoulder with a burning fever, which then led to him passed out on the couch in his current condition.
Goodness he’s warm…

Staunch let out a huff, horn lighting up with a spell as she examined Galen’s side.
A dull gold glow pulsed out from underneath the gryphon’s feathers, prompting a sad sigh from the medic.
“That dagger he was stabbed with- It had some sort of magic, and it’s moving through his arcane form like an infection. Thankfully, his physical body is trying to fight it. He might be ok, or he might not. The usual healing spells aren’t helping” she whispered, gesturing to a large burlap bag set next to the sofa.
“Galen has a nice stash in there of these weird crystals. I’ve never seen them before, but they seem to treat the infection, or at least keep it at bay. Alabaster says it’s Ashen medical magic, but I don’t know much about it.”

Skystar nodded, her own heart aching as Galen shifted in his sleep.
“They are the equivalent of antibiotics.” Alabaster reported, coalescing into form next to the three individuals.
“Unfortunately, they are not fully effective against…whatever this is. He needs to be at the medical center in Anthracite. These will forestall the infection though, and maybe cure it with high enough and regular doses, but I don’t know. He’s got quite a stash here, so, maybe.”
Maybe isn’t a ‘yes.’
But at least it isn’t a ‘no.’

After a moment of hesitation, Skystar began to run her claws through Galen’s blue crest, and she could have sworn the Knight relaxed a bit more at her touch.
“You really care about him, huh?” Staunch asked, prompting Skystar to nod once.
“Yeah. That hasn’t really changed.” she murmured, prompting an almost sad smile from the medic.
“Well, he certainly needs someone to care about him. I’m surprised all of the news didn’t phase things.”
Not saying anything at first, Skystar finally shrugged, continuing to caress Galen’s head feathers.
“I mean it did a bit, of course. A Prince? A full-fledged Ashen? Of course those things are huge, but he’s still…him. Who he is hasn’t changed, only the labels. Ever since he talked with me half a year ago, this guy has only become more interesting. And the blue feathers are a total bonus.” she mused, prompting a soft snicker from Staunch.
“Sounds like he’s in good claws though. He certainly likes you, obviously.”

Skystar smiled at her words, shrugging her wings slightly again.
“I just like being with him. I don’t doubt that he’s wondering if my feelings have changed with all that crazy news.” she murmured, moving her claws to rest against Galen’s cheek- still increasing with the heat of a fever. The princess’s heart jumped into her throat as the Captain shifted, pressing against her touch with a happy sigh.

“Didn’t change a thing though, I know all about state secrets and the toll they can take on you. I saw that with my mom more often than not. All he was trying to do was protect himself, his family, and the Ashen. I can’t blame him for that. In fact, from what I understand, the burden was hurting him- enough so that the council of Anthracite is extremely regretful for it. That’s what I overheard anyways. So why would I consider he had malicious intentions? That’s…just not him.”

Staunch nodded, still all smiles as Skystar continued to muse, then posing another question she never had gotten an answer to.
“Hey Staunch? What did you find out about Galen? You were about to say so, but then stuff happened.” the hippogriff asked, prompting the pony to sigh.
“Ah. Yes, well, guess you deserve an answer to that. The others will get the same thing whenever they ask again.” she murmured.

“A few months after I joined the crew over a year and a half ago, we got stranded. The ship went down for repairs during a horrifying storm, right over a nasty jungle. Galen bailed out with me when I got thrown overboard.” she recalled, sitting down to continue the story.

“Short version, even with his help, I got attacked by…something. Still not sure what it was, but the fangs made my chest look like swiss cheese. I’m not sure what I said, but something made Galen help. He turned into that blue form, and healed my wounds. Well, sort of. His chest glowed exactly in the points I had been hurt. Remember the avalanche victims?”

Skystar’s eyes widened, and she nodded once.
“Same thing. He can heal from physical wounds like these golden freaks- and he can take someone else’s hurt onto himself in an odd fashion. He still gets affected by it, but it can stop a fatal injury. It doesn’t impact him the same way though, since he can heal differently than us. He did that for me, but made me promise to never say a word of it. If I did, he said my memory would need to be wiped. At first, I was too scared to even consider it, but once I learned more about him, about Anthracite, that changed. I didn’t stay quiet out of fear anymore, I eventually didn’t say anything because I respected Galen.”

Staunch paused, eyes narrowing ever so slightly.
“There is more, and I want you to ask him. He told me a few things about himself when we were down there- things you deserve to know. He’s hurting, Skystar, and I don’t mean just about losing his family. When he’s better, ask him. I think he’ll tell you.”

The hippogriff nodded, a thankful smile edging onto her beak.
“Thank you, Staunch. I will.” she whispered.
The vessel suddenly shivered- and Alabaster’s brow furrowed, having stayed silent the entire time.
“The generated storms continue to try and rock us. No lightning yet this time, but the vessels are slowly catching up. I am unsure how to proceed. We can repel one vessel, maybe destroy it, but four? They are the size of cruisers, so we need Galen’s help.” the Ashen sighed regretfully.

Seeing Galen shiver under her claws, Skystar couldn’t help but want nothing more than to just help- even if such a thing wasn’t possible.
You’re hurting, in ways I don’t even know yet, and all I can do is just be here, I guess.
But maybe that’s enough for now.

“If you could wake him, Skystar, and help him to the bridge that would be appreciated. There’s some other preparations we need to make.” Alabaster added, then nodding to Staunch before vanishing.
“Basically, in case we are boarded. I’ll see you topside.”

As she trotted away, Skystar felt Galen press against her claws slightly, a peaceful breath leaving his frame.
This certainly isn’t helping the pell-mell tumble I’m in, falling for you that is…
As Galen cracked open his eyes, the Princess couldn’t help but giggle.
“You were awake, huh?” she whispered, the smile on Galen’s face answer enough.
“Only after that ship shivered.” he murmured, the affection in his blue eyes causing Skystar’s heart to skip a few beats.
“After you help up on the bridge, I’m tooootally fine going back to this, if you are too of course.”
Galen nodded, slowly levering himself up with a clear bit of reluctance.
“If I didn’t enjoy what you were doing, I’d have said something. It’s…nice.” he mused, a slight blush now on his feathers.

“Really?”
Galen nodded, and promptly leaned on Skystar’s shoulder for support as he stood up. She let out a surprised squeak however, when he sighed and nuzzled her feathers.
“Really nice. And I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it, but your freckles add a lot to your face when you’re blushing…”
Ohmygosh.

Despite feeling like the mentioned freckles would burn off from her face, Skystar let out a half-mumbling thanks as they walked towards the bridge.
“And before you blame it on the fever, I’ve always thought that.”
Dangit Galen!

Not able to resist a smile, Skystar shoved the gryphon slightly.
“Is a side effect of a fever flattery?” she teased, and then paused as Galen blinked, ears seeming to flatten ever so slightly.
“No, but it certainly is due when somegriff I care about is still here for me, even after…” Galen’s words trailed off, prompting the Princess to lean her head over onto his.
“Of course I’m still here. You really thought that would drive me away, huh?”
A brief nod was his reply, and as they neared the bridge, Skystar had a realization that nearly caused her to stumble.
I’ve never seen him this vulnerable before. Not like this at least. It’s similar to him admitting his feelings, but, more.
I love it. It’s just, him.
Toooootally increases his huggable factor too.

“Well I’m not going anywhere. I know more than anyone here the burden of being royalty places on you. Having to hide that with all the other secrets; I can’t imagine how difficult that would be. Why would I hold something against you that was meant to protect others?”
As she spoke, Skystar saw Galen’s ears flick upwards ever so slightly, the gryphon finally nodding.
“Thanks, Sky.”
She couldn’t resist a giggle, giving Galen’s shoulder another shove.
“Y’know, I like that nickname. You’ve used it a few times.”
The gryphon’s feathers fluffed, and he immediately began to stammer an apology. Of course, that quickly ended when Skystar paused and leaned over to nuzzle his shoulder feathers.
“Shush. I like it. Nobody ever really thought to use one since I was always Princess Skystar. It’s nice to just be me.”

The Knight nodded, pausing as they sat outside the wheelhouse door, near the top of the stairwell.
“I’m glad.” he murmured, then sighing and sagging against Skystar’s shoulder.
“I’d like more of this. It’s been so long since I’ve been free from all of the secrets, it feels strange to not have that anymore. It’s both uncomfortable, and freeing.”

“Well, we’ve got plenty of time for more of this. First we need to get rid of the creeps though.”
Skystar managed a final whisper as they walked into the wheelhouse, Alabaster waving as he glanced over the various instruments.
“Ah, excellent. Captain, the four ships are slowly gaining, as is the storm. Gears and Switch have restored most of our engine function, but I dare not push them higher unless we have to. I don’t know how long the repairs will hold with increased power.” Alabaster relayed, watching as Galen leaned against the bolted-down table in the room.
“Hmm. We’re near an island chain. Perhaps we can lose them there, cause a distraction and hide the ship.” the captain mused.

“How long do we have?” Galen asked, then wincing and clutching his chest as a dull golden glow pulsed from the stabbed area.

“About forty minutes, Sir. They only recently began to outpace our repaired engines. The storm will be upon us in half that time.”
The knight nodded, breaths coming in rather shaky spurts. Sweat shone from his brow, and the gryphon accepted a crystal Alabaster produced. Clutching it in his claws, Galen stared at the oblong object as white wisps of magic ebbed from within, disappearing into his chest.
“I can take out one of the ships for certain, but I don’t know past that.” he whispered, Tilly now entering the bridge with a wince.
“Oh, wow. You look like crap, Captain.” she muttered, prompting a tired wave.
“Hello to you too, and I certainly feel like it. Not sure how much use I’ll be. Any ideas? Hiding in the island chain is all I’ve got.” Galen relayed, Staunch now trotting onto the bridge with a thick burlap sack in tow.
“You don’t go anywhere without these. It’s a good thing Alabaster fetched one.” The medic grumbled, Skystar noting it was the container with all the medical gems inside.
I hope they can keep this infection at bay…whatever it is.

“I believe hiding in the island chain will work. Once the storm is upon us, perhaps we can create some sort of diversion and slip into the forests. I believe a few of them have dense tree cover.” Alabaster added, prompting a nod from Galen and the others.
“Alright then. Tilly? You and Gears load the ballista with explosive bolts. If we can wound the ships or at least confuse them, that’ll give us the time we need. I doubt they’ll do anything, especially if they’re using helium or levitation spells, but it’s better than nothing. We’ll need to then drop almost straight down- possibly vent our air bladder and cut our levitation spells. We can’t slowly drift away…” Galen added, then shaking his head.

“Sorry. It’s getting harder to think.”
“We’ll take care of it, Captain.” Tilly remarked, tossing a salute before trotting off the bridge.
“You need to rest and use these gems regularly. They will certainly forestall the infection, and may just cure it, if you alternate the five types we have.” Staunch instructed, handing Skystar the large bag.
“Please make sure he takes these. The small crystal set on the bag will blink when a dose is due.”
Skystar nodded, noting a small circular blue gem sewn into the thick material near the opening.
Time to make sure the naughty gryphon takes his medicine.
Her face instantly heated up at that thought- and the Princess made a mental note about phrasing.
At least I didn’t say that out loud around Gears…

“Erm, Skystar? You alright there?” Galen asked, and she noticed the others had left, the pair now alone in the wheelhouse.
“Erm, yep. Fine. Just was thinking.” she stammered, prompting a tired but genuine grin,
“Oh? About what? Your cheeks are a lovely shade of pink…”
She glared at him, gesturing to the bag briefly.
“Just have to make sure you take your medicine.”
Please leave it there please just leave it-

“Hmm. So, someone likes the idea of being a nurse? I mean, a gown and fish-net stockings would-”
“OK. NEW TOPIC!” Skystar steamed, reaching over to clamp Galen’s beak shut, despite the wide grin on his face.
“Wmmppphh.” Galen replied, an exaggerated frown on his features. Such an expression only caused Skystar’s face to burn more, her cheeks hurting from trying to resist the utterly embarrassed smile edging onto her beak.
“Shush you. That was so totally not fair.” she grumbled, the gryphon laughing before clutching his side as his beak was released.
“Oh I want to laugh, but that hurts. Ugh. Good to know though.”
Good to know?
….Oh.
OH.
Not thinking about that right now. Nope. Not now. Nope nope. But I wonder if-
NOPE.

Apparently her the conflict showed, and Galen couldn’t help but smile as he edged over to flop on a cushioned bench.
“I guess I found the opposite of a nerve…” he mused, sighing as his claws started to shake slightly. The Knight’s demeanor then shifted, the gryphon shaking his head slowly.
“Skystar, I have no idea how this is all going to play out.”

The princess was quiet for a moment, walking over to sit next him.
“Well, just do your best? That’s all we can do.”
Her words seemed to cause Galen’s brow to furrow, the gryphon shaking his head.
“And yet sometimes that’s not enough. I have to protect you, my crew; these creatures are out for blood. And this is all while I can barely walk.”

Reaching over to give his nearest talons a squeeze, Skystar could only shrug her wings, a tentative smile on her face.
“Well, I certainly trust you to make the right call, and every-creature else probably more so.”
Her heart soared as Galen managed a slight smile back, returning the gesture with his own claws before taking a few deep breaths.
“Thanks Sky. I’m…um, going to need your help to get to the main deck.” he admitted, prompting a sly grin from Skystar as she offered her shoulder.
“Uh huh. And you’re toooootally not using that as an excuse to be close?” she teased- promptly Galen to immediately blush, facial feathers fluffing noticeably.
“I m-mean, it’s a nice bonus…” he muttered.
Ohmygosh. I didn’t expect him to SAY anything...
Apparently, her mental thoughts were expressed as a squeak, because Galen glanced up to Skystar with a grin as they walked.
“You asked.”
Ugh. Still love it.

Once on the main deck, Galen stopped, looking over to the right where Gears was examining a series of crystals embedded into the wooden railings.
“Hey, Gears? Can you get Skystar set up in the armory again, and ready the emergency packs?” he asked, prompting a raised eyebrow from the hedgehog.
“The emergency packs? Are we abandoning ship?”
Galen shook his head, gesturing behind them to where four distant shadows were visible behind flashes of lightning.
“Not ideally. But if we have to land, we’ll have to run some guerilla tactics until we can retake the ship from those monsters. Just latch the packs to the railing as planned.”

Waving to Skystar, Gears led the hippogriff downstairs, leaving Galen leaning against the mast.
The tension, it’s like a rubber band slowly being drawn back.
And it’s going to snap within the next hour.

Rain doused the group on the deck as the storm fully encompassed the ship. Galen was now barely able to stand, the gryphon’s fever having gotten worse despite the regular use of the medical crystals over the past hour.
He had only managed to deflect a single lightning bolt, and even that had blown apart a piece of the side railing instead of vanishingly harmlessly into the night.
I can’t do much…we’ll have to land.

The gryphon was sitting at the wheelhouse- the two functioning lightning rods on the ship performing adequately. These new strikes seemed more of a haphazard aim towards the vessel, not directed in any way. Clearly, whoever was on the four pursuing ships wasn’t well-versed in the magic. That may have indeed saved them, at least for now.

The ship was angling down, headed towards a cluster of large islands south-east of the Hayseed Swamps.
Probably our luck then- they’re far enough off the coast that most maps don’t show them. They’re certainly big enough to show up on a map though- only a matter of time until that happens I suppose.

“So, what’s the plan, Captain?” Tilly asked as the other members of the crew, including Skystar, gathered in the wheelhouse.

“They’ll catch up to us before we can land. We’ll try to stall them, disable one or two of their ships. Only once they’re disoriented should we run. They will try to disable our ship and restrain it, mainly because they want Skystar alive. For everyone else, Alabaster and Switch can either hide in the ship or vanish to the surface. We’ll jump as soon as things spin into chaos. We’ll hide in the forests below, regroup, and then retake our ship.” Galen explained, managing a slight smile.

“They have to cover all their ships, including ours. Once they have a base camp set up, it’ll be easier to hit and run. We’ll need to move quick to avoid further reinforcements. Honestly, once landed and secured, Alabaster and Switch can free the ship on their own, so they say. The arcane emitters are functioning, but barely. It’s enough to burn through rope and chains a few times- so they’ll be able to take off once we get onboard and distract the landing party. So, lay low, and make our way towards my beacon as soon as you can. I’ll help as long as I can, but…we’ll see how that goes.”

Every creature was nodding in agreement, Tilly gesturing to Skystar.
“You jump with me, or whoever is closest. Staunch will go with Galen to try and fight off that infection.” She instructed, Galen then looking over to an increasingly nervous Skystar.

“Stay put until someone jumps, then follow them. Easy enough?” he asked calmly, the hippogriff nodding once. Between the emergency backpack and the two daggers strapped to her arms, Skystar at least felt a bit prepared.
But prepared for what, she was still trying to figure out.
Hang in there Skystar….

A rumble shook the ship, Alabaster’s voice cutting through the speakers.
“They fired an energy blast- trying to slow us down I think. It missed, but I fear we are well within range. They are closing fast.” he relayed.

“Alright. Every-creature to the deck.” Galen instructed, everyone filing out to stand a few paces apart.
“Hmm. Those two, to the top left. I’ll try to burn the right one, and it should slam into the left- Alabaster, fire an explosive bolt to the left one, starboard side.”

The opposing warships now came into view, and Skystar let out a soft squeak. Refitted Storm King Vessels, the cruisers were one of the more intimidating ships that sailed the skies. A good third larger than the Crystal Hail, the armor and cannons lining their sides announced the vessel was one of war.

“Alabaster, I’m seeing a lot of harpoon restraints. That’s too many.” Galen muttered, Alabaster appearing at his side with a grim nod.
“Over twenty per vessel. Usual compliment was three.”
“…crud. That’s too many.” Gears muttered, as Skystar’s ears pinned back.

“Alright. We need to take them out before they fire. Alabaster? Emergency dive as soon as we fire. Engage the ballista as soon as I hit the right ship.” Galen called, closing his eyes. Blue arcane tendrils crept up from the deck and burrowed into the gryphon’s body, a low hum charging the air.

“Escaping Vessel- this is your one and only warning.” A loud voice blared from the farthest right ship, the three others arraying in a neat line behind the Crystal Hail, but beginning to fan out to either side.
“Slow down and give us the Princess, or we’ll do so by force. You will not be harmed if you surrender peacefully. If you do not, we’ll be forced to-“
The deep voice cut off as Galen fired, sending a beam of white energy towards a left ship. Punching straight through the large air envelope, the energy began to spread out, licking to either side of the impact zone as the entire structure promptly burst into flame.
“Hydrogen? Those idiots are using hydrogen?” Gears cackled, watching as the large Ballista on the Crystal’s deck fired- the explosive-tipped bolt casing a similar reaction to the other ship.

“Ok, we might be-“
Galen’s voice cut out as an impact shook the entire ship- followed by a staccato of rumbles and shivering through the deck timbers.

The remaining two ships had quickly repositioned, each firing their harpoons into the sides of the smaller vessel. Ten strong chords now bound the Crystal Hail to each ship- which was starting to drag them down, away from the island’s forested interior and to the open sand beaches.
As Galen turned to gesture to his crew, the deck shivered and bucked- every creature being forced to the floor by a concussive blast.

More followed, each disorienting strike making the ship shiver and shudder as the enemy vessels inched closed.
They’re trying to make sure we can’t run? Some kind of sonic and pressure spell…

As another blast shook the ship, Galen looked up to his crew-
And promptly felt his head meet the deck as another strike from the other side made the Crystal Hail buck like an angry pony.
A yelp caught his attention- and the gryphon’s heart dropped as he saw Skystar flop over, her head having smacked into one of the deck’s railings.
No no no no-
The world seeming to move in slow motion due to the blasts, Galen watched as Skystar’s body flopped over the side- the unconscious hippogriff plummeting to the forest a thousand feet below.

Fighting through the fever and chills, the Knight sent a haphazard bolt of energy towards the blurry figures on the nearest vessel- prompting a shower of flame to erupt. Alabaster unleashed another explosive bolt from the Ballista, making the second enemy ship’s deck a mess of splinters and metal shards.

With the brief reprise from attacks, Galen dashed towards the edge of the deck, a single shout leaving his beak as he dove towards the increasingly small pink figure below.
“ALL OF YOU, RUN!”

The Crystal Hail grew smaller behind him as Galen folded his wings, reaching out with a set of claws towards Skystar.
I’m not losing any of my crew,
And I’m not losing you!

A series of explosions erupted behind him- but Galen’s focus was fully on the short distance between Skystar and his claws.
Almost….

The forest was now growing in disturbing clarity, a series of vine growths covering a rocky outcropping. Drooping from tall trees, the vines would hopefully allow a soft landing.
GOTCHA!
As he wrapped his claws around Skystar’s forelimb, the Knight’s eyes widened and tucked his body underneath hers- the trees now far too close to open his wings more than halfway.
Oh, this is gonna hurt.

Activating two protective runes- the gryphon felt arcane energy wrap around the pair before the impact made the world go black.

Author's Note

A bit shorter of a chapter this time and likely here on out, but looks things are picking up! Or rather...hurtling down. :trollestia:

Chapter Ten: Home Sweet…uh oh.

Ow.

Skystar blinked sparking dots away from her vision, a light drizzle aiding her journey to consciousness. The dark grey sky above her was covered in clouds, and nothing but the faint chirping of birds and buzzing of insects greeted her other senses.
I’m…where am I? The last thing I remember is the ship, two of the others blowing up, and then-

Slowly looking around, Skystar noted how there were green vines everywhere, apparently thick enough to keep her from hitting the ground.
Keep them from hitting the ground.
The princess let out a surprised squeak as her soft pillow shifted, Galen lying flat on his back underneath her.
If not for the immediate stress of the situation, Skystar’s face would have been as bright as a turnip for the compromising position they were in. Her more immediate concern was if Galen was ok- other than being unconscious.
Ok. So he must have caught me after falling? And he took the brunt of the impact….
Apparently, she had been incorrect about the vines; the limited vegetation far underneath them was flattened slightly. That much indicated they must have hit, and then bounced back up quite a distance. How hard Galen hit though, Skystar wasn’t sure.

A light golden glow pulsed from his side, prompting a frown from Skystar, who now shifted off the still-comatose knight, settling on the vines next to him.
I didn’t see any ships around. So…where did they-oh!
A short distance away and lodged in the top of a tree, a bright orange bag greeted Skystar’s sight.
An emergency pack! I wonder if those were blown free? Or maybe tossed, considering how close to us it is. Wait. Is that…?

Sure enough, two other packs were littered in the trees next to the pair- prompting a frown from Skystar.
Ok. So three packs in our immediate position, and no sign of the ship.
Did they get away? Throw them overboard? Or did the ship crash?

She sighed, head shaking slightly. First thing was to get out of these vines, and make sure Galen didn’t smack onto the ground a full two stories below in the process.
Weaseling through the vines, Skystar grinned as she found a space to hover underneath the twisted vegetation. Carefully using her claws, she snipped the vines out from underneath Galen…
OHNO-

She barely caught the heavy knight as he fell, letting out a grunt as she lowered Galen to the round.
“Oh my gosh Galen, you are heavy!”
I guess ‘adorable’ weighs a lot!

Managing to lower the comatose knight safely to a space between the rocky out cropping’s, Skystar flew back up to retrieve the few visible emergency packs. Only once she had them on the ground did the princess spot a piece of wood hastily shoved into the elastic webbing that encased one of the bags. Also attached to this particular pack was a familiar satchel, filled to the brim with small crystals. The clasp was, in fact, flashing softly.
His medicine! That must be a timer of some sort!

Before doing anything else, Skystar quickly retrieved a crystal and pressed it to Galen’s side, watching as the magic seeped into the still-unconscious Captain. She then returned to the pack and pulled out the piece of ship decking. Skystar’s eyes widened as she read the crude message burned into the wood- likely from Staunch’s horn.
‘Enemies landed. Running. Will return. Hide!’

The sounds of the jungle now took on a much more sinister tone, Skystar swallowing nervously as she looked around.
Oooook. So, we’re not alone here. Need to get somewhere hidden. I’m not about to fly above the treeline though. Just need to find somewhere to hide, and get there fast!
…while dragging a gryphon and emergency packs.

“Sorry Galen, going to just leave you here for a minute. Need to look around.” Skystar whispered, making sure he wasn’t resting on any sharp stones before she headed off. Keeping within sight of him and the packs, Skystar looked over the small rocky hill they were on, nearly covered with vines and trees. While hidden, if one were to fly somewhat over it, the entire vine-strewn clearing would be visible.

“Ugh. Where is a cave when you need it?” Skystar muttered, now not able to let out a groan as she looked towards another rocky hill, barely visible through the trees.
“Oh you have got to be kidding me.” she sighed, seeing the dark entrance of a beautiful cave in the distance.
The far distance. Over rocks, jungle roots, and whatever else.
At least there IS a cave.

“Well, I guess I know my workout for today!”
Flying back down, Skystar ran over the options- deciding to hide the emergency packs and make her way with Galen to the cave first. Once he was safely inside, she could cover the entrance and retrieve the packs.

With quite a bit of groaning, Skystar managed to hoist Galen across her back, then carefully making her way down the rocky outcropping. There wasn’t a trail through the towering off-green trees however, only ‘less-crowded’ areas of vegetation.

The trees looked more like gargantuan bushes the closer Skystar got to them- dozens of smaller trunks tied together to then reach skyward. Of course, she was more focused on pushing her way through the thick undergrowth with Galen on her back. Ferns, vine tendrils and roots sought to trip and sideline her journey as the hippogriff pushed her way onwards.

The evil plants certainly succeeded in that task however, Skystar letting out a vicious grumble as she faceplanted for the fifth time in the damp soil.
“I want a massage. A really, REALLY long massage.” the princess mumbled, heaving herself up back onto all fours.
“And breakfast in bed. And lunch.” She took a few more steps, pushing through a particularly dense portion of undergrowth.
“And more cuddles.” the princess whispered, not able to resist a slight smile.
“And eventually lots of kisses.” she added, grinning widely as the rocky outcrop came into view.
“But, even if not, you’re worth it.”

Slowly scaling the rocks, Skystar let out a groan and shrugged Galen off, lowering him onto a small bush.
“Ok. Break time. Cave is…just up there.” she panted, looking up past the final two larger boulders and seeing the mouth of their objective. It looked fairly large- enough for the two of them to walk in side by side. It would make concealing it difficult, but perhaps it’d be just as big on the inside?

“Aaaand break time over.”
Hauling Galen back onto her back, Skystar traversed the last boulders and finally flopped inside the cave with a triumphant wheeze.
“Gotcha! Phew. Ok, breather.”
Shrugging Galen off, she positioned the Knight into a semi-comfortable sprawl on a flat part of the stone, taking a brief look around. The mouth of the cave flattened out for a time, but then abruptly slanted downwards, the tunnel appearing to open up and branch two different ways further down.

“Ooook. Safe cave. No spiders, no bad guys for now. Get the emergency packs, conceal the entrance, and we’re good.” Skystar said to herself, clambering outside once again.

Thankfully, it took only a few short minutes to fly under the treeline to retrieve the packs, Skystar hopping from branch to branch in the areas too dense to open her wings. It was a much easier matter to retrieve the three packs and get them situated in the cave than lugging a lot fuzzy dead weight across the ground.
No way I’d be able to fly carrying him. Maybe for a short distance, but not that far. I’m in shape, but not THAT in shape.

Once the packs were inside the cave, Skystar peeked around and noted a few piles of debris on the edge of the forested area, the dead vegetation having fallen to the rocks during a storm some time ago.
Bingo!

The next short while was spent dragging branches, vines, and piles of leaves to the cave entrance, covering it with a fairly impenetrable shield of dried matter. A few points let light in, but the shade was a welcome sensation from the increasingly-warm temperature outside.
Must be nearly evening, but the temperature is still stifling. Those earlier clouds vanished pretty quick! That must have thrown off my perception of time I guess. Was it really earlier today when Galen fought off those creatures? When I fought?

Skystar took a few deep breaths, digging into one of the large emergency packs. She paused, seeing a familiar blinking light from the medical satchel however.
“Medicine time again.” she murmured, applying a new crystal to Galen’s side. This time he actually let out a mumble and shifted- a welcome sign of life other than breathing.

A quick look into the three emergency packs yielded a comforting amount of supplies. There were plenty of ration bars (good for all species,) plenty of containers for water, purifying methods for such, emergency shelters, a few small medical kits, and a few other bits of survival paraphernalia.

We can stay here for easily a week, longer if we can find more water. There’s a ton of rations but not much immediate water- three days per pack...for two people each. Hmm.
Hopefully they wouldn’t have to test the outer limits of that.
“Y’know, other than the creepy golden freaks wanting to kill us, a week with you on some remote island doesn’t sound that bad.” Skystar mused, looking over a small survival manual in one of the kits.
Eh. Just basic stuff. I learned all of this during the guard boot camp I attended.
…Pfft. ‘Attended,’ a nice way of saying ‘I bothered my mom and the captain of the guard until they said yes.

Now that they were safe, Skystar looked over Galen a bit closer, checking to see if the gryphon had any visible injuries other than the occasionally-pulsing golden stab wound.
No blood, just a really handsome gryphon.

As she sat and looked around, Skystar finally let her shoulders slump, ears flattening as the full weight of their situation came crashing down. Now that they were hidden and at least somewhat safe, the lack of immediate stress allowed their predicament to run wild in her mind.
Reaching a set of claws up, she stroked Galen’s blue headfeathers, a surprising well of emotions bubbling up towards her eyes as the Knight didn’t respond to her touch.

“I h-hope you wake up soon, Galen. I could really use someone to talk to right now.” she whispered, managing a slight laugh that failed to step a hot tear or two.
“It’s nice, having somecreature to just be around, be myself. I told you about Shelly and Sheldon, but having a real friend is…I just don’t want to lose you, or anyone else. Obviously not you especially since I-” Skystar’s throat closed as she shook her head, letting a slight sniffle.

“Just wake up soon, alright? I’d rather say all this when you’re awake. And maybe during that date you still need to take me on.” she managed a slight tearful giggle at that.
“I like you a ton, and we still haven’t had a proper one. You wouldn’t court a princess without a date, would you? I guess this island isn’t the best place for that though.” Skystar managed a slight smile, scrubbing a fear tears from her eyes.

“Honestly, as long as it’s with you, I’m ok with it. I just wish you’d wake up.”
Unfortunately, Galen continued to slumber, leaving Skystar to meander to the back of the cave, peering into the dark tunnels. A small emergency light from one of the kits lit her way, but the tunnels twisted and turned far too much for her liking.
I’d rather not explore those alone, especially if I have to find my way back.

Walking back and double-checking the concealment on the cave mouth, Skystar nearly had a heart attack as Galen shot upright, chest heaving as his claws scored the stone underneath him. His eyes were wide with terror, and a cold sweat instantly matted the gryphon’s frame.
“Whoa! Hey, Galen. You’re ok. It’s just me.” Skystar said softly, walking over to him cautiously.
I’ve never seen him like this…

His panicked breathing slowed, and Galen blinked, as though a strange haze was in front of his eyes.
“Skystar? You’re…ah, right.” he murmured, lowering himself onto the ground with a sigh.
“You’re ok, that’s good. But where is ‘here’?” Galen asked, voice nearly a mumble as he seemed to struggle forming his thoughts.

“I’m fine, thanks to you. We’re on some island after escaping those pursuing ships, remember?” Skystar asked, now worried that the gryphon had smacked his head earlier on the rocks. As she spoke, the cloudiness seemed to clear further from Galen’s mind and demeanor, the gryphon shaking his head briefly.

“Right, the ships. The ships! Wait, the island! You! Sky! You’re ok!” he exclaimed, prompting a happy smile from Skystar.
Aaaand he’s back!

“Welcome back. That was a bit weird though.” Skystar replied, immediately blushing as the Knight reached over to hold her claws tightly.
“Sorry. I’ve been in and out of it. I couldn’t tell what was real and what was in my mind.” he whispered, the fact Skystar squeezed his talons in return seeming to ease a bit of tension from the gryphon’s frame.

“A nightmare?” she asked, eyes then narrowing as Galen shook his head, but then nodded.
“Yes, and no. Memories, which become…that.” he explained, shaking his head.
“I’d rather not talk about it- not right now. Later, yes. But it’s still fresh.”

Skystar scooted closer to lean against Galen’s shoulder, gently nuzzling his shoulder.
“That’s ok. I’m just glad you’re here and awake. You feeling ok? I’ve been giving you those medical crystals when the crystal blinks. Oh! We have some emergency packs, and a message from Staunch I think.”

Showing Galen the marked wood, Skystar briefly explained the past hour or two, prompting the gryphon to stare.
I am definitely not imagining that blush though.
“You did all that for me? Hauled me here?” he murmured, prompting a happy giggle.
“Well of course! What else would I do? Leave you hanging?”
Her words prompted a slight groan from Galen, but the poor pun was hardly a dampener on his mood.
“That’s a good point, but still, thank you.” he whispered, prompting some more happy nuzzling on his shoulder.
“You are quite welcome. Ugh, I’m just so happy you’re back. I mean, I took a wilderness survival course, but this was all a bit overwhelming on my own.” Skystar explained, prompting a tired chuckle.

“Well, I think you’ve done fantastically. You got us shelter, supplies, and have been treating my illness. Not sure how much help I’ll be. I…um, can barely move.” Galen admitted.
“Really?”
“Yeah. Limbs feel like they’re weighed down with a bag of boulders, and I’m just exhausted.”

Skystar was quiet for a moment, but then shrugged her shoulders and settled down next to the gryphon, enjoying the close contact as their sides rose and fell together.
The fact Galen scooted a bit closer only made Skystar all the happier.
“I have you to talk to though! I know you’re ok, and it’s a lot less lonely.” Skystar added, letting out a soft ‘eep’ as Galen squeezed her talons again, nuzzling her shoulder feathers ever so slightly. The gryphon didn’t say anything, but when his voice finally did rumble out, Skystar heard his usually stoic tone crack ever so slightly.

“I’m just glad you’re safe.” he whispered.
Galen…
Gladly returning the affectionate gesture, Skystar angled her head to rest her cheek against Galen’s, noting that his eyes were shimmering ever so slightly.
“Thanks to you, and now it’s my turn to make sure you’re safe.” she whispered, enjoying his touch.
I’d love just to stay here like this for a while…

Apparently, Galen shared the sentiment, because the pair didn’t move for a few minutes. It was finally Galen who spoke, still resting his cheek against Skystar’s.
“I know were on a random island and I can barely move…” he began, head shaking back and forth slightly.
“But assuming we aren’t running for our lives in the morning, would you like to have a breakfast date? I know it’s not a ‘normal’ setting, but I hear they serve only the finest ration bars and packaged water here. A rousing game of ‘what’s in the emergency packs’ can be a lovely activity, so I hear.”

Skystar was in giggles halfway through Galen’s valiant attempt, eagerly nodding in reply.
“Of course, I’d love that. Besides, I think our relationship is anything but normal, and that’s a good thing.”
A happy hum was Galen’s reply, the exhausted gryphon managing to heave himself upright, at least partially. The reason behind it was obvious as he gave Skystar a hug, sagging into her waiting arms.
I love this…

“And maybe a lunch date too?”
Skystar couldn’t help but laugh, nodding eagerly as she continued to hug the tired Knight.
“I’d love that too. I also hear cuddles is a fantastic immune booster when you aren’t feeling good, in the meantime.” she mused, prompting a snicker from Galen.

“Oh really? I’d love to see the medical data on that.” he added, a sigh then escaping his beak.
“Hmm. It’d be rude to kiss on the first date though. So maybe a dinner date too…that’d make three dates, sooooooo-”
“Ok you can just shush now.” Skystar mumbled, any attempts at faking annoyance falling flat as her neck feathers were nuzzled again.
“Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.”
I don’t know if I’ll make it off this island with my cheek feathers still attached to my face. I think these blushes are going to burn them off!

“It is getting late though. So, a bit of food, water, and more sleep? I concealed the cave as best I could, so I’ll double check that.” Skystar explained as Galen nodded. She set the mentioned supplies next to him, then walking to the entrance and made a few adjustments as a few early stars began to dot the sky.
It’s about as good as I can make it, at least for now.

When she returned, the ration bar and water was nowhere to be seen- Galen having scooted a small emergency blanket underneath him.
“Probably want to use one of these foil wraps, just in case. The temperature might drop drastically, but we’ll see.” he mused as Skystar downed a quick meal and some water as well.

“It might get cold you say?” Skystar asked after organizing their supplies into a small pile.
Payback time!
She lay an extra foil blanket down next to Galen, settling beside the gryphon and leaning on his shoulder.
“It’s a good thing I’ve got my own personal handsome heater.” she whispered, taking full satisfaction in that Galen’s feathers immediately fluffed at her words.
“You are really testing that ‘don’t kiss on the first date’ rule…”
OK NOT FAIR!

Skystar’s grumbles were met with chuckles as Galen scooted closer, leaning his head on the crook of Skystar’s back with a sigh.
“Hope you can get some sleep, Sky.”
She nodded, enjoying her own feathery pillow a bit too much to move.
“You too Galen. And thank you for saving me, again.”
He let out a sigh, a smile edging onto his beak as the gryphon’s shoulders shrugged ever so slightly.
“Anytime; whether it’s my job or not.”
“Maybe I’ll get paid for saving you from the cold tonight.” Skystar teased, enjoying the final prod at Galen’s adorable expense as the gryphon grumbled.
“We’ll see about that. G’night Skystar.”
“Goodnight Galen.”
I’ll be here for you, just like you’ve been there for me.
Now, it’s my turn.

Author's Note

Skystar gets her time to shine! Stuck on an island with baddies lurking about...
....Oh. And there's the fluff.
So much fluff.

Chapter Eleven: Past Laid Bare

Skystar woke to Galen’s incoherent mumbles, light barely starting to creep in through the concealed cave entrance. The Knight was securely nestled against her size, and the hippogriff couldn’t help but let out a soft happy hum as he squirmed. Her claws drifted over to stroke Galen’s head feathers; her neck having been draped across his.
Is this what it’s like? To have someone you trust, to…
Galen suddenly stiffened, sides then shivering as he twisted this way and that.
A nightmare?

He awoke with a gasp, sides heaving as his feathers became plastered with a cold sweat.
“Hey…”
On hearing Skystar’s voice, the Knight shifted, wrapping her up in a half-hug. Tears streaked his cheeks as Galen pressed against the hippogriff’s chest, even as she stroked his feathers to try and ease whatever pain was coursing through his mind.

She didn’t say anything, and it was actually Galen who spoke as soon as his sides stopped shivering.
“You should know.” he whispered; head still held in Skystar’s arms.

“Hmm?”

“It’s not fair to you to not explain, especially since you…” his words trailed off, prompting a tender smile from the hippogriff.

“Care very much about you? Just want you to be happy?”

He nodded, the hint of a smile on his beak making Skystar’s spirits lift.
“Yes, um, that. These nightmares, these memories; they aren’t going to go away completely. Well, maybe once all is said and done with these golden abominations, but until then…”

He was quiet for a few moments longer, then shifting to settle against Skystar’s side, and leaning on her shoulder. She was happy to oblige, similarly resting against Galen as the Knight began to speak.
“It’s a bit of a long story.”

“If it helps you, then I’m all ears.”

A blush plastered itself onto Skystar’s cheeks as Galen reached over to twine a set of talons with hers- the princess still not used to sudden gestures of affection.
I hope I never get ‘used’ to it.

“It was over two decades ago. I was only a hatchling, barely enough to start my primary education. I was just coming home from lessons in the lower sections when I saw the fire in the palace, and my mother yanked me into a side room…”

“Mother? What’s going on?” The young gryphon chirped, the older grey and brown gryphoness shaking her head.
“No time, Galen! You must run. Do you remember your lessons, what we taught you if enemies get inside the palace?” she asked, the youngster nodding, brow furrowing.
“Y-yes…”

“Now go, down the side passages the maids use to use. Get to either the docks or the forest- we may still have friends there. But my child, trust no-one. Your uncle….”

Her words choked off, the gryphoness swiping tears away so that her child wouldn’t see.
“Your uncle is the one behind this; your father, he went to stop him, and called for aid. But I don’t know if that was successful. Take this-”

The Queen handed over a large metal sigil, golden strands twined around a gem; the Anthracite royal seal.
“You must protect this with your life, Galen. Every one of the Ashen is hiding within that gem. Your uncle and his friends tried to kill them, but they hid. Do you understand? If they get this gem, everyone hiding will die. The Guardian will help you, but she is hurt. Don’t ask for help unless you are about to die, alright? Do you understand?”

Galen’s eyes, wide with fright, then narrowed as he nodded and took the seal, placing it in a small satchel around his neck.
“Y-yes. What about you, mother?”

The Queen walked over to an ancient dark wood cabinet, tapping the side and revealing a secret compartment. Withdrawing a sword, she managed a smile, gesturing to another similar-colored closet.
“I’ll meet you at the docks, if not that, the forests. Now into the closet, and use the secret passage at the back! I know how much you enjoyed escaping your other lessons from those.”

Clambering into the large wooden piece of furniture, Galen paused as his mother couldn’t hold back a soft sob, the Queen yanking him close to give him a tender kiss.
“I love you, son. Stay safe.” she whispered.

“I love you too mother…I’ll see you soon?” he replied, a simple nod being her response.

Not a moment after the closet was closed, the main door blew apart into splinters, five gryphons stalking into the room as Galen watched from the crack in the door.
“Ah, the Queen. Perfect. The boss took care of the king, so that leaves her and the brat.” The lead gryphon stated, odd grey and tan colors adorning his figure. Blood dripped from his claws as a similar-colored gryphon walked up beside him.
“Vintag, you take care of the others? Any trouble?” The gryphon rumbled, Vintag chuckling darkly.

“They were a bunch of chicks, what do you think?”

An enraged screech left the Queen’s beak, the furious mother taking the head off the nearest assailant with a swipe of her sword. Two others fell to her blade, their heads cleaved apart as golden magic struggled to restore the wounds. As she rounded on the remaining two, the Queen gasped- a blade buried in her chest as she turned around.

“Such a waste, if only they had joined us.” Vintag mused, his brother letting the Queen crumple to the ground as her breathing began to slow.
“Now we find the brat, and the family crest. The boss will not be happy if that gets loose. No point in asking her- she’d take it to her grave.”

Galen’s sides shivered with barely contained sobs as he watched his mother die, her form finally stilling as the gryphons left the room-
“Found you!”

As a large eye peered into the crack of the closet doors, Galen took off running, darting through the passageways carved into the castle as tears streaked his feathers.
Mother…my sisters? Brother? Father?

He tore from the castle as though his feathers were aflame, running between burning buildings as the immediate area around the palace burned. A familiar voice caught his attention however, and an apocalyptic scene burned itself into the youngster’s mind.
“It is done.” His uncle’s voice rang out from a street, Galen taking pause. The Uncle he used to play with was now bowing to a massive golden behemoth, the sparking golden gryphon nodding slowly as flames soared skyward in the background.
Held up by his Uncle’s claws however, was the severed head of the King.

Galen paused, sides trembling as Skystar shifted, resting her head near his shoulder blades. What words could she say to something like that?
She was about to say something, anything to provide comfort, but stopped as Galen began to speak again. Skystar held Galen’s claws tightly in her own, feeling that just her being there, hearing a history very few others knew, was somehow enough for now.
“Some of this next part is from Ley, and my adopted parents as well. It was a blur to me at some points.”

The young prince had been trudging through the waist-deep snow for hours, the thin cloak he had snatched on his mad dash now only barely protected him from the cold. The docks had been aflame, and so into the nearby forest Galen had sought refuge. It was rocky, difficult terrain, and a blind gryphon could have easily tracked the youngster on his trek to the border. Yet soldier on he did, even as a blizzard began to settle down on the area.

Perhaps he had escaped? Given time, the blizzard could wipe out his tracks at the edge of the forest, so maybe-

A blinding pain erupted along his side, a large gryphon exploding out from behind a tree and sending the youngster careening into a nearby tree trunk with a brutal punch.
“Stupid brat, making me track you through this weather. Vintag got the easy job.” he grumbled, drawing a short sword.

As the gryphon stood over Galen and sent the blade slashing down, the young gryphon drew his own weapon- a small dagger from his satchel. It didn’t stop the blade, but deflected it enough to only have it bite across his chest instead of cleaving it in two.
Letting out a screech, Galen then buried the dagger into the gryphon’s claw, slicing off a few talons as he scrambled free. Curses lit up the air as the assailant took a few steps back, Galen escaping as he clambered up the tree, then hopping to nearby limbs to get some distance between them.

He’d be dead if he couldn’t stop the bleeding; the wound was almost to the bone.
A simple, crude spell was enough to slow the flow of blood. It would buy some time, but that was it.

“You stupid little- that HURT! I am going to cut off your wings and limbs one by one before you die!” The gryphon roared, looking around as a whiteout of snow descended on the pair.

Galen perched on a small branch, watching as the other gryphon bumbled around below. He couldn’t run, couldn’t fight openly, but maybe…

The Golden gryphon was suddenly pushed face-first into the snow as a massive weight slammed onto his back. Thrashing around, he could barely utter a scream as a dagger sawed into his neck, stabbing into his skull at moments when it was torn free.
Frantically holding on with his claws, Galan hacked at the murderous creature, finally tearing through half of the gryphon’s neck before being tossed off. As golden magic began to weave the wound together, Galen’s eyes widened in shock.

That wasn’t enough?!
Feeling the wound on his chest tear open, Galen launched himself at his mother’s murderer with a vengeance, hacking at the closing gash with the last bit of strength he had.

With a sputtering of magic, the nearly-decapitated gryphon then slumped to the ground and lay still. Blood began to seep into the slow, even as thick snowflakes began to cover the scene.

His sides heaving and blood dripping steadily from the slice in his chest, Galen nearly stumbled backwards over a ravine, hearing voices in the distance through the snow.

He had to hide, and somehow cover this body.
An idea edged into his mind, the prince weaving together a haphazard but passable spell, then dragging the body over and letting it slide into the ravine. Making a dead body look like one’s self was fairly basic magic, but it would wear off within a day. The tricky part was forming the dead gryphon, or at least half of him, into a passable Galen-like shape. The other half was tossed farther down the ravine.
Hopefully that would be enough.

Hours later, Galen finally slumped to the rocky ground, his chest burning as his limbs gave out from exhaustion.
He could go no further, and yet had escaped the murderous mob that sought to chase him down. The wound on his chest had stopped bleeding, at least for now. Whether that was due to frozen blood or the hasty magical stitching, the hatchling didn’t know.

His mother’s words rang in his mind, and Galen pulled out the royal amulet, tapping the object with the last of his strength.
‘The Guardian will help you.’

“P-please. I can’t do this.” The prince whispered, tears finally making their way from his exhausted eyes.
“I tried. I really did…but I c-can’t…”

As he cried into the rocky ground, a green glow began to ignite from within the amulet. A Kirin, nursing a gash along her entire side, appeared with a flash and looked around. Her eyes widened in horror, then seeing the distraught gryphon on the ground. She only said three words at first, but they were laden with sorrow, regret, and raw pain. Unspoken was the weight of a failure that was born of a responsibility that spanned a millennium.
“We failed you.”

The gryphon looked up, tears staining his cheeks as Ley gestured to his wound.
“I don’t want to die.” he whispered, the Guardian’s mouth setting in a firm grimace.

“We can save you. But the price is steep since your wounds are grave. We can attempt the conversion spell, but that would make you an Ashen, and everything that entails. It may fail however.”

Galen’s eyes narrowed as he nodded, managing to stand up on shaking legs.
“Do it.”

Fillbar glanced over to his wife with a smile, the gryphoness stirring a steaming pot of soup as a blizzard howled outside their dwelling. Bordering the nation of Anthracite and a few other gryphon provinces, they made quite a happy but simple living managing a few family-owned mines and odd cave crops.

A hammering at the wooden cottage door prompted the pair to jump, the gryphoness, Deseri, grabbing a long knife that lay nearby. Who would be knocking at this hour?!

Opening the door cautiously, Fillbar gestured to his wife in shock to come and look.
Standing at the doorstep, a glowing green Kirin looked at them, eyes seeming to be wet with tears as a slightly glowing and barely-moving gryphon hatchling was balanced on her back. The sigil of Anthracite dangled from his bloodied claws, and Fillbar’s chest constricted.
“What has happened?” he whispered, the Kirin shaking her head. The words she spoke made his mind ache, but conveyed their meaning nonetheless.

“He must live. Please help him. You must go to the Sun Princess in Equestria. Do not trust anyone, they will find and kill anyone near him.” She whispered, form starting to flicker.
“I cannot sustain this form any longer. We must trust in you. Run, run to the Sun Princess. Not safe here. Flee!”

And with that, she vanished, Galen then dropping to the ground if not caught by the older gryphons.
“Dear,” Fillbar whispered to his wife as his eyes saw the gaping wound on the prince’s chest,
“I think we should go. This is one of the royals from Anthracite.”

His wife was already packing some bags, getting out some medical supplies to treat the youngster’s wound.

Celestia yawned, looking at her daily schedule for the court. It was the usual line of petitioners, contractors, and groveling nobles desperate for a piece of the golden crown.

There was a commotion outside the door, a gaggle of guards unceremoniously flopping into the room as they tackled two, no three gryphons. They looked half-starved and exhausted, now not offering any resistance as the royal guard bundled them up in the throne room.
“YOU!” A voice cried out, laden with rage.

Celestia blinked, a young gryphon trotting forward, his chest wrapped in bandages. The guard that moved to stop him was slammed to the side by a burst of magic, the furious hatchling stopping to point a shaking claw at Celestia.
Who was this?

“Y-you. My father called for you. You promised to help. Where were you? WHY did you not come?” Galen asked, limb starting to shake, but from exhaustion or rage Celestia wasn’t sure.
“You promised. He trusted you, and you could have helped. You could have saved them.”

A cold shiver ran down Celestia’s spine, now starting to recognize the gryphon. It was not only rage or exhaustion that made this gryphon’s limbs tremble.
It was grief.

“Guards. Clear the room, and lock down the upper sections of the castle. Now.” Celestia ordered, walking close to sit in front of the gryphon.

“Prince Galen, is that right? I recognize you now. What are you talking about? Where is your father, your mother?”
The grief-stricken gaze that radiated from the young gryphon had Celestia nearly gasp, head shaking slowly.
“What has happened in Anthracite?” she asked slowly, confusion then replacing the anger that burned behind Galen’s eyes.
“Y-you don’t know, do you?” he asked, tears starting to drip from his eyes.
“Three weeks ago, and you don’t know?”

Celestia summoned a golden amulet- tied to a matching one hanging in the King’s Chambers. If activated, it would alert her that assistance was needed-
And Celestia had promised she would answer.

The artifact wasn’t glowing crimson, yet something seemed off.
“You didn’t know, you really didn’t…” Galen whispered, as though convincing himself. Waving a set of claws, the amulet sparked-
And then began to glow a bright red.

“T-they couldn’t block the spell, so they slowed it. I sped it back up.” he stated, limbs giving out as the prince struggled to maintain some semblance of decorum. That attempt crumbled, and tears began to run freely from his eyes once again.
“I thought it was your fault, why you d-didn’t come! N-now they’re all gone!”

The alabaster mask Celestia wore cracked, her mouth tightening as realization began to chip away at her heart.
“Prince Galen, what do you mean?”
She had to hear it.

“N-nobody knows about it, do they? It all burned. M-mother. Father. Sisters. Brother. G-gone. Uncle made sure they were a-all….” he paused, the final word ripping from his throat.
“Dead.”

The gryphon now looked up to Celestia, and the ruler’s heart broke as he spoke again.
“W-will you do something?”

She shook her head, not able to meet Galen’s gaze.
“I cannot, and you know why. I hate it, but I can’t. If I were to help now, three weeks, you say, after this has occurred, how would that look?” Celestia asked, despising the look of crushing realization that dawned on Galen’s face.
The realization that policy, stability, and the needs of the many, sometimes flew in the face of justice.

“If I haven’t heard of it, it must have been masked well. To do anything drastic would be an invasion of a province, and that would…” her words trailed off as Galen nodded, the gryphon stumbling to his feet.
“I understand. I just finished one of my policy classes.” he said, tone almost lifeless.
“I cannot go back home. There is no more home. So, what do I do?” Galen asked, the other two gryphons now walking forward.

“You can stay with us, until you’d prefer otherwise.” Fillbar said softly, his wife nodding in agreement.
“Not safe.” Was Galen’s only reply, quickly countered by Celestia.

“I agree. I will gladly arrange to have you all live here for a time- and then in a different province, wherever would be safest, if that is permissible. You can stay in the castle for now, to rest and be treated for your wounds.”

Galen nodded, and Celestia saw the weight that she bore daily now beginning to settle on the Prince’s shoulders. She saw the amulet he carried, and knew a few of the details the King had told her of. The fact Galen didn’t tell her anything else was understandable. There was a greater secret being held here- and she didn’t push things. Youngster or not, Galen was the rightful ruler of a nation, and entitled to the full respect that deserved.
And, at this moment, empathy.

“I hope that in time, you will forgive me for my failure.” Celestia whispered, seeing Galen’s ears prick up ever so slightly. He then shrugged, not able to look at the Sun Princess as they turned to go, escorted by the guards.
“I don’t…I don’t think it was your fault.” He managed to say, clearly still conflicted.

It was only after the three gryphons had left that Celestia had sent her guards and everypony away for a moment, going to her private quarters. Only once there did she let a few angry tears slip from her eyes as she looked at a small painting on a bedside table. A happy blue-furred smile stared back at her, a reminder of days long past and the approaching, and inevitable, confrontation.
“Luna, am I destined to repeat my mistakes? So many centuries, and now another to add to the list of friends I have failed? I could have saved you, countless others…and now I have failed not only King Ralthur when he called for my aid, but his entire family?
Forgive me, Galen.”

Skystar blinked as Galen’s words trailed off, the gryphon shaking his head slowly.
“I have forgiven her, of course. It took some time to process through all the rage, but it wasn’t Celestia’s fault by far. She blamed herself for so long though…” he sighed, turning to nuzzle into Skystar’s neck.

“The rest is what I told you. I was adopted by those two gryphons, who are still safe today, thankfully. I went to school, delved into training, and sought to be a captain. Ley was there, once she had healed for a year or two. She took the entire thing harder than me, honestly. Every creature trusted her with safety, yet she was blindsided by treachery. She didn’t want to push me too hard, but begged me to find a home for her and the Ashen that were hiding in the amulet. I did that of course, after I got my first vessel. The rest…well, here we are. Once we’re at Anthracite, I can explain more of the history a bit better. I became a reluctant leader, but that reluctance quickly faded.”

Skystar nodded slowly, finally posing a question she hoped wasn’t too sensitive.
“Galen, who, or what, is Ley?”

He sighed, wings shifting slightly at the question.
“The self-determined Guardian of the Ashen. Simply put, she’s one of many magical beings in this word. In this case, she’s tied to the leylines, specifically the ones the Ashen use. She’s been around probably longer than the Alicorns- but not in as a cohesive form. To answer the other inevitable question, that Golden creature is the opposite side of the coin. He inhabits other leylines, ones used by that cult. The reason Ley failed, and was nearly killed during the attack, was because she hesitated when he struck.”

Galen shook his head slowly, claws tracing over Skystar’s briefly.
“I don’t blame her of course, not anymore. How could I even fathom it? My own brother wanting to kill me.”

“WHAT?!”

Galen chuckled, but it was devoid of much mirth.
“Yep. They are siblings, or at least as close to that term as possible. He played that card to get close to Ley, and tried to kill her and all the Ashen. She took the brunt of the attack, which is why only a few Ashen died. The rest were just dispelled- something He didn’t realize.”

“What do you mean?”

Galen was quiet for a time, and Skystar had the creeping suspicion this conversation was leading somewhere much more personal than Galen’s past.

“To kill a Golden cultist, you need to basically cause extensive physical harm to override the regeneration spell. An Ashen is even harder to kill. We’re energy, a more refined being, and feed off the leylines themselves channeled through the mana crystals. The attack by the Golden Guardian fragmented the majority of the Ashen, actually killing only about seven hundred in Ley’s vicinity by dispelling them. For the fragmented ones, it has taken years for them to coalesce back into form, and that has been slow. New Ashen have been born of course, but that is why I had to save the amulet. All of their energy was stored in there. If that was lost, then they’d vanish, possibly forever. I don’t know if they’d ever be able to re-materialize again. Making an Ashen die…I’m not entirely sure the exact methods, only that it can be done with a lot more power than is feasible.”

Skystar blinked, her throat suddenly closing up as Galen’s words hammered home, something about the odd phrasing…
“Galen, how long do Ashen live?”

She felt his sides shiver, and hot tears dripped onto her feathers as the gryphon shook his head.
“I don’t know.”
Galen…so….

“Hundreds of years? Thousands? The past decade has not shown any signs of aging, and Ley has lived well past a millennium. We don’t really age like m-mortal creatures. And now you know why I….”

“Why you never wanted to be involved with anycreature.” Skystar finished, her ears flat against her skull.
Because you would just end up watching…

“I s-saw it once, Skystar. I can’t watch the ones I love die again. I just can’t.” he whispered, an emotionally spent laugh leaving his frame.
“And then you come along, one the most interesting and gorgeous individuals I’ve ever met. How could I not fall for you? And yet it is cursed from the start. I am so sorry, Skystar, for not saying it earlier. But no creature knows, not outside of Staunch and the Ashen. Any fellow Ashen like myself see me as a Prince, a ruler and a child at that. I don’t want a subservient Ashen female to dote on me. I want a partner who sees me as an equal, to live, explore, and occasionally rule with. Yet if I were to fall for someone mortal, someone who could see me like that…”

As Galen’s sides shook with grief, Skystar didn’t say anything for a time, a rather blatant hole in the gryphon’s sorrow making itself apparent as her brow furrowed.
“Galen, you became an Ashen, right?” she asked, eliciting a nod.

“Yes. Funny enough, I am as all Ashen should be, and we’re trying to transfer the effects. The ability to shift forms, the durability, but having a physical form, that’s how it should work. The spell worked on me, for whatever reason. The Ashen exist because the spell failed- but for me, it succeeded. I’m the blend of both worlds.”

“Soooooo why couldn’t someone who loves you turn into an Ashen?”

Galen’s head jerked up, the gryphon pulling back slightly to stare at the Princess in shock.
“That procedure has never been tested, not fully, and I wouldn’t ask that of any creature. To go through life watching their family die, just for me? To risk the chance of death, however small, for me? No. I will never, ever ask or expect that.” he hissed vehemently, shaking his head.

Skystar hummed, a slight smile on her beak.
“Probably best you don’t ask. But nobody says you’d have to.”

Seeing the completely shocked expression on Galen’s face, Skystar leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek, then resting against his shoulder.
“I’m not there yet, Galen. But I think you’ve wrapped up that idea in far too much doubt and fear. Creatures do crazy things for those they love, and spending a near-eternity with your special somecreature has an appeal I don’t think you’ve considered.”

Galen was quiet, very quiet for a good long few minutes. When he finally spoke, he seemed to be on the verge of tears, giving Skystar’s claws a squeeze.
“Thank you, Skystar. I can’t…I never even considered anycreature who-”

She reached over and placed a claw on his beak, shaking her head.
“I get it, Galen. Grief can cloud our thoughts. I know, at least to an extent. I’m just glad I could open your eyes a bit.”

“And my heart.” Galen whispered.

If one could fall ill from an affectionate phrase, Skystar would have been diagnosed as a terminal case. Her entire face lit up with a blush, even as Galen reached over to nuzzle her head feathers.

“I haven’t forgotten about our breakfast date. Probably about time for that in an hour. Maybe after we doze for a bit more?”
A soft affirmative squeak was Skystar’s reply, a familiar deep and affectionate chuckle resounding in her ears as Galen settled back down.
No, I’m not quite ready to make such an eternal leap, Galen.
But this path is leading me there, of that I’m certain.

Author's Note

Well. This was a dark one to write. :twilightoops: Probably the darkest chapter in the fic tbh.
Poor Galen. And now this is where things start to piece together. Little clues I've left and how he's acted. Poor griff :fluttercry:
But then Skystar comes in with an idea that pretty much shatters it all!

Feedback is welcome!

Chapter Twelve: A Date While Circling the Wagons

Blinking sleep from his eyes, Galen look around, still finding Skystar nestled against his side.
What you said Skystar, you really have no idea how much that means to me, even if it’s just in implication.

As she stirred, Galen couldn’t help but smile, reaching over to nuzzle her cheek with his. It’d be a nice way to wake up for him- so perhaps she’d…

The bright blush on the hippogriff’s cheeks confirmed he was right, the Princess stammering before finally just sighing and returning the gesture. “Quite a way to say good morning.” she whispered, Galen nodding happily.

“One of many ways I hope to say thank you.”

Her head tilted to the side, a bit of playfulness shining in her eyes. “What are some of the other ways?”

Not having expected such a question, Galen stammered, finally settling on the most immediate one. “W-well, a lovely few dates today could be a start.”

However, an extremely bright blush betrayed a much different way that had decided to pop into his mind. Ugh.

Apparently, he wasn’t the only one, because Skystar’s ears perked up as a blush worked its way down from her cheeks to her neck.

“Just so we’re clear, we both thought of the same erm, ‘different’ way of saying thank you?” Galen chuckled, prompting a sigh from the Princess.

“If by different you mean a much more intimate thing than a date, then yes. First things first though.”

Galen wasn’t sure if the grumble that then left Skystar’s beak was towards him, or her own rebellious thoughts. Well, wasn’t just me at least.

Managing to sit upright, the Knight sifted through the nearest emergency bag with a wince. He was still sore, but a bit of his strength had returned.

“So…for our lovely breakfast date. How does some grain and molasses ration bars sound? With a side of packaged water, and…ooooh. Dried fruits!” he proclaimed, setting out the mentioned foodstuffs on a nearby ‘table’ rock.

Skystar giggled, nodding as she scooted over to the rock. “Sounds lovely.”

As they ate, Galen couldn’t help but chuckle, gesturing around in the cave. “Sorry. Just…this is all rather incredible. Not a few months ago we were in very different circumstances.”

Skystar nodded, freckles lighting up her face as she smiled. “True, it has been one crazy journey. And now we’re in a cave, hiding from freaky golden eyed monsters.” she paused, shrugging her wings. “We’ve got supplies, and company. I’d say we’re doing pretty good other than the creepy cultists.”

Galen nodded in agreement, his mind finally spitting out an alternative form of conversation that wasn’t related to their immediate predicament. “Hey Sky? What’s it like living underwater?”

Still smiling, Skystar’s brow furrowed as she munched on some preserved fruit, finally tapping the rock table with her claws in thought. “How best to explain it…everything shifts. You can swim everywhere, so no stairs or stuff like that, so traveling is a bit easier. Obviously, some foods just aren’t possible to make underwater. I mean, we cooked fish near geothermal vents, but it’s just not the same. So any activity above the surface was just, waterized when we stayed.” Skystar mused, letting out a giggle. “Waterized. Totally a word.”

Galen nodded slowly, letting his mind wander briefly. “Not going to argue. Maybe it’ll be added into a dictionary someday. I would like to visit Seaquestria sometime…”

His gaze immediately drifted downwards, Skystar reaching over to grasp his talons for a few moments before letting go. “I’d really like to show you around sometime too.”

Galen blinked, throat closing up with emotions that refused to stay bottled in his heart. Between Skystar just being her cheery and caring self, and the early-morning talk they had…

“Galen?”

Despite his strength fading, the gryphon scooted around the table to wrap Skystar up in a hug, resting his head against hers as the hippogriff giggled. “Hello to you too.”

“I’m just so glad I have you.” Galen whispered, sagging into her own embrace as the Princess returned the gesture. “Between you being there this morning, just being you…”

The weight of the Prince’s responsibilities seemed just a bit lighter as Skystar hugged him tighter, even as he felt Skystar rest her cheek against his. “Just thank you. For being you, for being here, for listening. For everything.” Galen whispered, feeling Skystar’s freckled cheeks move as she smiled ever so slightly.

“I’d do it all again in a heartbeat.”

Pulling back slightly, Galen reached over to rest the palm of his taloned hand against Skystar’s cheek, the hippogriff smiling as she nestled against his touch.

The gryphon started to hesitate, but quickly kicked any such thoughts out. Pulling Skystar close, he gave her a gentle kiss on the beak-and felt his entire face fluff up as the hippogriff returned the gesture with enough passion to send a shiver down Galen’s spine. Warmth flooded from the tip of his beak to the feathery tuft of his tail as Skystar held him close for the kiss, her cheeks bright red as she pulled away. Puffing a rogue strand of teal feathers out of the way, she began to stammer…

Kissing, Galen discovered, was a fantastic way to remedy such speech issues. He heard a soft ‘eep’ leave Skystar’s beak as the Prince kissed her again, not to be caught off guard by her eagerness this time. Apparently the same wasn’t true- because Skystar was a blushing mess when he pulled away.

“I-erm….uh….”

Galen couldn’t help but laugh, resting his forehead against Skystar’s. “That about sums it up. I couldn’t think of any good reason to not kiss you any longer.”

“O-oh?” she whispered, Galen nodding happily.

“Considering how much I care about you, ‘because it’s our first official date’ becomes a pretty lousy excuse. I’d say battles and hour-long talks count for something.”

Skystar apparently was coming out of her loving daze, because she nodded in agreement. “Mmmhmmm. Took you long enough. Erm…”

“Thank you for waiting.” Galen replied sincerely, beautiful eyes staring back at his own affectionately.

“I’d say well worth the wait, this early island honeymoon or not.”

Galen couldn’t resist a soft snort, gesturing around at the cave. “Oh yes, a real five-star resort we’ve eloped to. We were dropped off by the most prestigious airships method possible, only have the finest of accommodations and food…”

The Prince smiled, reaching down to give Skystar’s talons a squeeze. “At least the company is beyond compare.”

The now completely-purple Skystar could only squeak, Galen all smiles. “What?”

“Not used to this.” she managed to gasp, fanning herself with a wing briefly. “But not complaining.”

“Well good, because I’m not about to stop complimenting the Princess I adore.”

As Skystar continued to melt into a blushing mess, Galen gave her talons another squeeze.
“Hey Sky?” he asked, “it may seem a bit redundant to ask at this point, but would you like to be my special somegMMFF!”

The kiss Skystar yanked the Prince into made Galen’s head spin, his own feathers standing on end as the Princess then pulled back to rest her cheek against his. “I’ve kind of considered you my special somegriff for a while, Galen. It is nice to finally hear it thought.” she whispered happily.

Galen opened his mouth to reply, but then let out a hiss, claws flying to grasp at his side. “Oh, talk about a mood killer….” he grunted, sagging to the floor briefly.

“Oh! The medicine!”

Making sure Galen didn’t topple over first, Skystar then bounded over and returned with a handful of crystals. Her ears flattened as three of them activated, magic flowing into the slightly-glowing wound on Galen’s side.

“Three. That could be either good, or really bad.” He muttered, Skystar supporting him with a shoulder.

“How?”

“It means either the magic is working, and it’s taking more energy to actively remove the spell. Or it means it isn’t working, and is trying to keep me stable. The fact I feel better though makes me believe it’s the first.” Galen relayed with a sigh, the pain in his side lessening slightly. “Thank you, by the way.”

Skystar nodded, putting away the three spent crystals but retaining the two still holding a magical charge. “Of course! Hmm. Give me a second- I’m gonna go check outside to make sure we’re still all good.”

As Skystar padded way, Galen settled down with a sigh. Wounded or not, having someone he lov- He blinked as a thought settled in his mind, letting out a thoughtful hum. Interesting how easily that word came to mind. I don’t think I’m ready to fully admit it yet, both to myself and her. As Skystar returned, Galen couldn’t help but smile. But there’s nogriff else I’d rather explore that option with.

His joy was quickly smothered as Skystar’s beak was turned down in a frown, hastily shoving a few rogue supplies into a bag and latching it. “You’d better come and look at this. We probably need to move.”

Leaning heavily on the Princess, Galen stumbled his way to the concealed entrance, peeking through a small opening in the debris. “…uh oh.”

Circling above the forest were no less than seven airships, each flying a strange golden flag- the symbol not visible due to the distance. Each airship was projecting an odd gold-tinged cone of magic onto the forest below as it flew, the pattern getting closer and closer to the pair’s hiding place.

“I don’t know if they’ll find us if we go deeper, but if they do, we’re trapped.” Galen muttered as Skystar grabbed two of the emergency packs, strapping one onto her own back. Galen shouldered one- but he tottered on his feet slightly.

“You’re right. We probably need to move farther out of range. If we get to the coast, could you change into a Seapony and yank me underwater?” he mused, prompting a determined nod from Skystar.

“I can change you into a seapony too. Sounds like a good plan, I think. They won’t scan the water, not off the coast. And I think we’re a few miles away….hmm.”

“What?”

“I just hope they don’t have creatures on the ground. I guess we’ll have to go slow.”

Galen chuckled, leaning over to give Skystar a long kiss before settling on his haunches.
“No worries there. I can’t move very fast, and I’d say we’ve moved rather slow on other thing too.”

“Shush you.” Skystar grumbled, blushing slightly as she set herself at Galen’s side.

“I’ll just need help down the boulders, I think. Walking on flat ground I can probably manage at least for short bursts.”

Skystar nodded, edging the pile of debris aside-

“Oh! I have an idea.” Galen whispered, digging out the spent medical crystals. A bit of magic flowed from his claws, making the objects glow slightly, the gryphon then heaving them into the cave.

“Ok, that hurt.” he hissed as they began to climb down the rocky hill. “But those will mimic a faint life reading. So, it hopefully can buy us some time while they focus here, and will think we’ve fled deeper into the caves.”

“Ooooh. Smart! Now no more talking, just focus on walking.”

“Yes M’am.”

“Don’t you M’am me.”

“Yes….nurse.”

“So help me Galen….”

Galen didn’t reply, but was unable to hide a soft snicker as Skystar grumbled, the pair slowly meandering to the treeline.

“Ok. Break….” Galen gasped, sagging to the forest floor as Skystar scooted to settle down near him. Poor guy.

It had been slow going for the past hour or so- Galen having to stop every five minutes just to catch his breath. His wound was definitely worse with movement- each treatment now taking five crystals. And we’re almost out.

Skystar was trying to not think about what would happen when his wound was going to be unmanaged. But being captured by those cultists would be infinitely worse however. The airships were nearing the cave- and thankfully, she and Galen were nearing the coast.

Her ears pricked up as voices echoed through the jungle trees, the hippogriff shedding the orange emergency pack and shoving it near Galen. Yanking a few fallen branches over, she covered the two of them within moments, the knight lying still.

To Skystar’s surprise, he reached over and clasp her talons in his.
Is he shaking?

Apparently, the Knight was more unsettled than he let on, because his eyes were closed while trying to take slow, deep (and quiet,) breaths.

Heavy footsteps thudded nearby, at least ten creatures crashing through the jungle. “Anything?”

“Nothing here!”

“Fine. We’ll double back for another search. You, stay here!”

“Why me?!”

“Because I said so, and we need at least one creature spaced out to at least maybe catch them!”

“Catch them? That mage fried dozens of us! Why do I-”

“Because that’s the order. If you die, we’ll know. So, we’ll get them either way. Or do you want to take up my orders with the boss?”

One of the voices grumbled, most of the noise fading as a single creature was left. Unfortunately, the male individual was close, and Galen seemed to mainly focused on keeping calm.

A quick squeeze of his claws seemed to help that, the Knight managing a nervous smile. “I have an idea.” Skystar whispered, giving Galen’s claws a final squeeze and slithering away into the undergrowth. So I can’t kill this guy- not that I want to kill anycreature though. But…I know what they threatened to do to me. I don’t think I’d have a problem with it, now that I remember that detail. But this guy…maybe I can immobilize him?

Sneaking as quietly as she could through the brush, Skystar was eternally grateful they were in a lively jungle. Birds and insects filled the air with background noise, so any small mistakes on her part were easy covered up.

It was a gryphon, apparently, that was left behind. The bulky brown individual was looking away from her- grasping a long sword nervously. This guy isn’t even well trained- he has his back to the brush….Heh. Or maybe I’m just weird because I took those survival and defensive courses!
Probably that.

Taking a few deep breaths, Skystar readied herself to-And froze.

The gryphon turned around, scanning the jungle with unsure eyes. His gaze passed right over the bush where the hippogriff was hiding, continuing on to then face away from the Princess once again. Phew.

Making sure her daggers were strapped to their sheaths securely (just in case,) Skystar bunched her muscles and darted forward. Crossing the short grassy distance between the two in moments, the wiry hippogriff snapped her arm across the gryphon’s throat, locking it against arteries on either side.

As expected, the guard let out a strangled yelp- dropping his weapon and scrambling at the arm that had cut off his blood supply. By that point however, it was too late, and he sagged to the ground without a whimper.

With Skystar’s heart nearly beating out of her chest, she retrieved some low-hanging vines and promptly gagged and tied up the gryphon, claws shaking all the while I DID IT! And he’s alive. Out for a good few minutes, but alive. Phew.

Once the gryphon resembled a giant ball of tightly-wound vines, Skystar trotted back towards Galen, limbs still shaking from adrenaline. “Hey Galen!” she whispered as she neared his hiding place. “I got him! We can-”

The hippogriff froze, coming face to face with a gryphon that was most certainly not her Prince. A short sword raised halfway, the Golden creature was poised above a woozy Galen, aiming to bring the weapon down on the unsuspecting Knight’s back.

NO!

With a screech, Skystar shot forward, yanking out one of her daggers as she tackled the surprised gryphon. Slamming the weapon down, the hippogriff buried the weapon up to the hilt in the Golden’s skull, then drawing the other dagger as the creature continued to struggle. “Threaten me? Try to kill us? Take away my home?! I’ve had ENOUGH of you!” Skystar screeched, plunging the dagger into the gryphon’s neck and yanking it to the side.

Golden magic fizzed from the wound- unsuccessfully trying to heal both the brutal slice to the head and a severed spine. Skystar dug the dagger into the gryphon’s heart as a safety measure, sides heaving as the gryphon gasped and then stopped moving altogether.

Galen’s eyes were wide, a bit of magic sparking on his claws as the gryphon struggled to stand. “S-skystar, you-”

She nodded, helping the Knight upright as they began to move. “Got back just in time it seems.”

Galen nodded, limbs shaking from exhaustion and nerves as he meandered along. “Are you ok? You just killed a-”

“Galen.” Skystar whispered, stopping for a moment to nuzzle his cheek with hers, then continuing onwards. “I might be a mess later probably, but for now, I’m ok. He tried to kill you, and those creatures were threatening all sorts of things towards me. I’d do it again in a heartbeat to save your life.”

Galen was quiet for a time, the pair struggling through the dense undergrowth. “Thank you, Skystar. I didn’t even notice him there, if you hadn’t….”

“Well, I did, and you’re ok. So, focus on breathing and moving. They’ll have noticed that.” Where did little miss commando come from? Feels weird. But I guess that’s just me coping. Just have to get somewhere safe.

Either too tired to argue, or more likely surprised by Skystar’s forceful directions, Galen nodded as they pushed onwards.

“We’re pretty close.” Skystar whispered, the pair sitting under some large ferns next to a hill. “From the hill it’s like, a downhill slope to the beach. Maybe a mile.”

Galen nodded; the gryphon not speaking much anymore. His eyes, usually filled with life were dulled and pained, the last five of the medical crystals having been used an hour ago.

“Hang in there.” The hippogriff sniffled, wanting nothing more than to make her special somegriff feel at least a bit better. The gentle nudge of Galen’s cheek against hers made Skystar’s spirits lift, at least a little bit.

“Up the hill, then down we go, ok?”

As they pushed up the hill, Galen stumbled a few times, letting out a frustrated hiss now and again until they finally stood on top of the grassy, tree-topped outcrop. They were more exposed, but there was no other way around the various rocky cliffs that stood in their way.

“We’re almost…” Skystar’s words trailed off as her heart dropped from her chest. Standing between them and the beach was no less than thirty golden cultists. Ranging from gryphons, ponies, and minotaur’s, the creatures were spread out exactly in their way.

She quickly found out why, as another thirty shoved their way through the jungle behind them, trapping the pair on the exposed hill. “Galen?” She asked, seeing the gryphon’s sides heave at the sight. To go from being powerful and in control to barely able to walk…he must be a mess.

“We’re trapped, and the only idea I have isn’t a good one. I can try to glide us down, but they’ll
probably net us or something. That’s all I’ve got.” she admitted, Galen nodding slowly.

“I might be able to take out one if they get close. But I can barely stand.” he whispered, leaning
onto Skystar’s shoulder. “Let’s give it a shot.”

We’re trapped, and I don’t even know if I can glide that far with Galen.
At least he didn’t suggest leaving him behind, fat chance.

Skystar’s eyes narrowed as the creatures began to close in; two airships now circling overhead
as well. They had maybe a few minutes before the lines closed, and they were set upon by
dozens of the Golden.

Well. Now or never.

Author's Note

FINALLY YOU TWO! :rainbowkiss:
But....uh oh. :rainbowderp:

I'll see if I can upload a chapter a week- I've written ahead since this tale is coming to a rip roaring finale, and then the conclusion, and having three separate stories running at the same is a bit straining. :pinkiecrazy:

Chapter Fourteen: Taking A Breath

As Galen formally stated his piece, Skystar couldn’t help but mentally giggle. Formality was such an odd thing, but she fully understood why this was necessary. A formal welcome to a nation, for both the immediate and future viewers, would do wonders for relations between them.
I think our personal relations are much more stable, thankfully.

Taking his claws, Skystar bowed with a slight flare of her wings, a playful twinkle in her eye as she nodded.

“I’m honored to be here, Prince Galen, and I look forward to learning more about this beautiful kingdom.”

One of the gryphons present gave a thumbs up, the rest of the crew dispersing as Galen shook his head with a grin.

“I think I could have made the message clear by just kissing you, but formalities and all that.”

The cheeky look Skystar shot his way had Galen’s feathers fluffing, the Princess gently nudging his shoulder. A group of Ashen was visible making their way towards the ship, traversing the long walk along the docks with ease.

“Don’t tempt me, mister. But first let’s get you checked out. Then I’d like to see your home.”

Galen nodded, not able to resist a brief nuzzle to her cheek.
“I thought I’ve been checked out plenty?” he whispered, prompting a glare from the blushing hippogriff.

“Oh my gosh, Galen. Really?”

The gryphon’s feathers fluffed slightly, the hint of a blush on his face as he turned to nod to the approaching individuals.

“I take it you’re here to escort me to the main medical wing?” he smoothly asked the collection of two gryphons, a pony, and kirin.

“If you’d follow us, Sir.” One of the gryphon’s remarked, clad in a simple breastplate like his fellows.

“Here to make sure I don’t keel over?”

The guard grinned, nodding briefly as another beckoned towards Skystar.
“Princess, if you’ll follow me...”

She shook her head firmly.
“Nope. Where he goes, I go.” Skystar stated, scooting closer to slide under Galen’s wing, prompting an immediate and rather amused grin from the Prince.

“Uh…sir?”

Galen shrugged, taking the opportunity to give Skystar a kiss on the headfeathers with a sigh.
“Eh. They’ll find out soon enough about the whole special somegriff thing anyhow, so why not now. But yes, she is fully free to go where I go. She’s been keeping me alive for the past few days regardless, so I’d say she’s above and beyond the whole ‘security risk’ issue.”

Half of the guards looked utterly perplexed, while the other half simply smiled, nodding in acknowledgement.

“Understood, Sir. If you’ll both follow us, we want to get you cleared as healthy as soon as possible.”

Making their way down the dock, Skystar couldn’t help but blush slightly as Galen bounced happily alongside her.

“Was that really necessary?” she asked softly.

“Sort of. Better than a formal and sudden announcement at this point, although I’m sure that will come soon. I’m pretty sure there’s already rumors floating about, so this would ease those before the actual news.”

Skystar nodded, the logic making sense-

“And I just wanted to give you another kiss, even if it was on your lovely headfeathers.”

Of course you did…and now my cheeks are burning again. Ugh.

Skystar’s head was on a swivel as they traveled through the castle. The neat stone walls were decorated with numerous paintings, stained glass windows, and even large tapestries- all of which Galen promised to fill her in on later. The medical wing was crafted of dark blue crystal, soft white lights glowing from inset ceiling fixtures as they were ushered through into a back room.

Tac came in with a wave, this time having donned a neat white smock as he held a strange ball of crystals over Galen.

“Now I can give you a proper bill of health with all of this, instead of the tools we have on the ship, as advanced as they are.” he remarked after a moment, then nodding as the crystals chimed a few soft notes.

“And there it is. Completely clear of infection, but you will be slightly weak for a few hours. Welcome back, Prince Galen. I’d recommend you rest for the remainder of the day, but you should be able to be out and about tomorrow with no problems.”

Nodding thankfully to the medic, Galen sighed and gestured to the guards.
“I’ll be heading to my quarters, and I’ll show Skystar the guest room as well. I’ll be taking it easy for a day, but I’m sure the council members want a report. I’ll fill them in shortly, but please have a status report of Mount Aris waiting for me as soon as possible.”

Skystar gave her gryphon’s claws a thankful squeeze; Galen returning the gesture.

He hasn’t forgotten about my home, even amid all that’s going on.

The guards led them from the medical wing to a long staircase, Galen letting out a grumble as they trotted up higher.

“Why the grumbles? Stairs are so good for you!” Skystar quipped, hopping up the red carpeted stone easily and grinning at him.

“Hush you…”

“It’s great for your leeeeegs.”

“Skystar, so help me…”

“And your thiiiiiiiighs.”

The guards were still sporting amused grins, the fact Galen was bantering back and forth apparently a new occurrence for them all.

“Almost theeeeere!”

Now panting at the top of the few stories-tall stairwell, Galen glared at Skystar with a gasp.
“You…are lucky, I’m-”

“You’re what? Not like you’re out of shape…obviously. Just making the climb a bit more fun!”

The mischievous gleam in Skystar’s gaze as her eyes flickered over the gryphon’s fit frame was apparently enough to shut Galen up, eyes wide in surprise.

Oooooh. Flustered Galen is fun.

Walking down a tapestry-rich hallway, Galen pushed open two large, dark-wooden doors and sighed happily.

“Home sweet home…” he sighed, gesturing to the spacious room.

For a prince’s residence, it was surprisingly simple yet elegant. A large bed stood nestled against the back-left corner, the dark and worn wood matching the cabinets and desk that stood to the right of the door. Maps were tacked across the wall nearest to the desk, and a side hall to the left opened up into a gryphon-sized bath and shower. Dark blue drapes were hung across a window on the left wall, and a series of crystal lights glowed happily from their hung positions in the ceiling as a bookshelf nestled itself against a wall, stuffed with various tomes.

“It’s nice! Feels…lived in, homey, but well-kept. I never did think you’d have a pompous room or something.” Skystar mused as Galen grinned.

“It just never fit, and I figure if I’m comfortable, why have even more stuff I wouldn’t use? Oh! Right. The guest quarters…Chalice? Can you show Skystar where those are at? The ones nearest to me please.” Galen asked, gesturing to a pony guard who promptly saluted.

“Of course, Sir. Oh, and I was told to deliver a message. Your crew is well and on their way; they’ll be here tomorrow. Your Highness? Follow me please.”

The Ashen pony trotted along, leading Skystar down two separate hallways to a neatly furnished guest suite. Similarly furnished with some paintings and a dark wood furniture, the room was a bit more professional with a small desk and completely stocked bathroom.

“Thank you, um, Chalice.” Skystar remarked, looking around and nodding approvingly. The hippogriff then glanced back to the guard with a gentle smile.

“If you can let Galen know I’ll be over there in a bit? I think we both have a couple of days-worth of grime to wash out.” She remarked, the pony nodding as he trotted off down the hallway.

Walking into the shower, Skystar experimented with a few of the crystal water settings…

“Oh my gosh. Hot. Water.” She groaned, sitting down with a grin.

Galen shook his feathers slightly, a long shower both clearing his head and leaving that always-pleasant ‘I’m-clean-and-presentable’ feeling. Apparently Skystar was going to do the same, and no reason not to. A few days in the jungle…
But now back home, safe and sound.

A knock then sounded at the door.
Sky?

“Come in.”

Instead, a familiar green Kirin entered, a troubled look on her face.
“Ley? What is-oh. Is this the Mount Aris report?” he asked, eliciting a simple nod.
“Well Skystar should be here shortly; I’m sure she’ll want to hear it. Thank you.”

“Hear what?”

Galen’s ears perked up as Skystar’s voice rang out, the hippogriff poking her head in.
“Come on in, Sky. Ley has the Mount Aris update. I don’t know how good or bad it is.”

Skystar nodded, and promptly walked over to nuzzle Galen’s shoulder.
“Ah…alright.”

“Ley?” Galen prompted, the kirin nodding. Her voice wasn’t as jarring as the previous times, the sing-song tone filing their minds as well as their ears.

“The Golden Cult has taken over much of Mount Aris, and the inhabitants have fled to Seaquestria. Casualties are light, mainly because the Golden are purposefully not killing. In a disturbing development, your uncle, Galen, has moved from old Anthracite to Mount Aris, acting as their nexus. However, the royal palace is still intact and heavily defended. Queen Novo remains there, but her sister’s family was safely evacuated. We do not know how long the palace will hold, however. That is all we have been able to ascertain.” the kirin reported calmly, her voice carrying an undertone of regret.

Galen’s heart turned to lead, the gryphon leaning on Skystar for a moment.
“So, it can be done in one fell swoop then? Everything in one final push.” The prince whispered, prompting a grave nod from the kirin.

“Make the preparations Ley, please. We will need to move quickly. Make sure the fleet, and the Revelation is ready to deploy, and ensure every combat unit is activated. I want my rangers to be able to deploy within minutes, should the palace fall.”

Ley nodded, vanishing with a flash as Galen turned to wrap his arms around Skystar. Burying his head into her feathers, the gryphon took a shaky breath, the hippogriff’s embrace holding him close.

Closing his eyes for a moment, Galen let his mind drift, reveling in the comfort only an affectionate touch could provide. The fact Skystar began to nuzzle his head feathers nearly brought the Prince to tears, as though she knew exactly what he needed.
Her.

After a few moments, Galen finally pulled back ever so slightly, despite wanting nothing more than to rest in her arms for hours.

“That news is a bit rough to hear. I’m glad your family is safe though. W-we’ll be able to help your mother as well. It’s why I have the Rangers on standby. They’re my most elite group and should be able to handle a-any…”

Skystar shook her head simply, a sad smile edging onto her beak. She scooted a bit closer to hug Galen again, resting her head on top of his.

“That’s not the news that’s upsetting you though. It’s ok if you don’t want to talk about it right now tough. My family is fine, and that’s what was worrying me most.”

Galen shook his head, resisting the nearly indomitable urge to just ignore it all
One last thing…

“My uncle, at the palace. Freeing your home and avenging my family can be done in one operation, and maybe even confronting the root of the Golden Cult. It’s both exhilarating and absolutely terrifying. I’ve been on this path for twenty years, Sky. I know what I want to come after it’s done, but it’s still a scary thing, to be done with one part of your life.”

“And what do you want come after it’s done? Are you looking forward to it? Surely it’s a good thing?”

Galen couldn’t help but chuckle, reaching up to rest a set of talons on Skystar’s cheek. “It’s a very, very good thing.”

Skystar was only able to squeak out one word, feather quickly puffing up at the affectionate look in Galen's eyes.

“Ooooh…”

A loving kiss was Galen’s reply, then letting out a happy sigh as Skystar’s arms mirrored his own, wrapping around his torso to pull the gryphon close.

“I am not planning on anything else tonight. I just wanted to spend the evening with you, if you’d like.” Galen whispered. “I can’t handle talking politics or plans right now, as much as the council will want an update.”

“Then don’t. I’d love to spend the evening with you. I don’t know if it’ll be as exciting as our breakfast date though.” Skystar mused, Galen chuckling at her words.

“Perhaps not, but I hope some kisses will make up for that. As long as I’m with you though…”

The gryphon was caught off guard as Skystar yanked him close, the passionate kiss making his fur and feathers stand on end as the hippogriff ran a set of claws through his headfeathers.
Galen knew a blush was making his cheeks burn, but he couldn’t care less as he kissed Skystar back, enjoying the happy ‘eep’ that slipped from her beak.

I love you, Skystar. I think I can finally admit that fully to myself.
I just hope I can have the courage to let you know soon.

Author's Note

Safe and sound...for the most part! Slightly shorter chapter this time; it was a natural break point, but another one will be coming in a week!

Chapter Sixteen: Hedged Bets and Paid Paranoia

“What’s going on?” Galen barked, walking into the large circular room that was deep underneath the main castle. A circular table displaying a map of Mount Aris, the image floating in the air, and the atmosphere was bustling with voices. Desks were spread out from the center map like spokes of a wheel, and Skystar padded along at Galen’s side as he walked, anxiety sending her wings into a slight twitch.

“The Golden in Mount Aris just launched an all-out assault against the palace. They’re inside as of a few minutes ago; that’s all we’ve been able to find out.” An Ashen gryphon called out from a desk; crystal headphones pressed against one of his ears.

“The Rangers?” Galen asked, another Ashen, a pony, nodding from another desk.

“On standby- they can deploy at your command. The palace is shielded though, its defenses are active.”

Galen looked over to Skystar, who nodded as she shuffled a bit closer to press against his side.

“The palace has magical measures in place to repel attackers. Shields, stunning spells, and a few nastier things in the throne room. It was never meant to stop an all-out attack though, not without the guard’s support.” Skystar murmured, head shaking slowly.

“I want the Rangers to deploy if there’s even a hint they’ve captured Queen Novo. That’s a non-negotiable objective. Also, have guards and medics report to the teleportation pad on the double.” Galen called out, and Skystar’s eyes lit up as she glanced his way.

“Sir? There’s magical surges coming from the throne room….” The communications gryphon called, out, his eyes then widening. “Emergency beacon activated!”

Galen grinned, waving to two guards near the door and snagged a small crystal earpiece.
“Follow me. I want a report from that teleportation room NOW! We’re on our way.”

As they trotted along, Galen’s earpiece lit up with the other gryphon’s voice, causing the Prince to chuckle.

‘Sir; successful transport of ten hippogriffs, most are wounded. The Queen is there too.’

“Hey Skystar?” Galen asked with a knowing smile, gesturing down a hall.

“Hmm?”

As they passed through two large stone doors, Skystar’s words faded on her tongue as a familiar pink-feathered individual turned her way.

“MOM!”

Novo was nearly bowled over as her daughter dashed forwards, wrapping the ruler up in a tight hug as her sides shivered. The Queen held Skystar close, her own eyes brimming with tears.

“Skystar, you’re safe…and here? Where is here?” she asked, then looked up to Galen with genuine admiration.

“You kept her safe, all this time? Celestia was right about you, and that gem-”

Galen bowed his head, try to not intrude on the mother and daughter reunion as much as possible.

“I promised to do so, and I am thankful the gem was of use.” he stated simply, Novo then nodding as she ruffled Skystar’s head feathers with a set of claws.

“Of use? Try essential. Those golden creatures had us cornered in the throne room when I activated it. Now then, Captain Galen, where exactly is here?”

Galen had at least the courtesy to blush, gesturing around the room with a slightly sheepish grin.

“It’s, erm, Prince Galen, actually. And welcome to Anthracite, Queen Novo.”

The Queen blinked, her eyes widening as Skystar trotted over and promptly nuzzled her head under Galen’s chin.

“It would appear I have missed quite a bit….”

Queen Novo let out a sigh, an Ashen medic having just finished applying some salve and a bandage to the gash in her side. Galen had filled her in as best he could about the events- Skystar piping in with a few of the more personal details.

“To be fair, I had a suspicion something like this would happen. Between you two at least…” Novo muttered as Galen raised an objective claw.

“For the record, Queen Novo, Skystar had to encourage me quite a bit, in terms of what was appropriate.”

Seeing her mother’s eyebrows raise, Skystar rolled her eyes and poked Galen’s side.
“What he means, is that it wasn’t a light decision from either of us.” she said, Novo thankfully picking up on the slightly sharp tone.

“I’m just happy you’re safe, Skystar. I was so worried, after my letters failed, and then the rebellion, I feared I-” Novo shook her head, a smile dawning on her regal features.

“I am thankful to see all my fears were not realized. Well, most of them.” her eyes flickered over to Galen.

“Moooom!”

Novo chuckled, enjoying seeing the proud prince act a bit more sheepish at her words.

“Alright, enough of that…for now. Prince Galen, what are your plans? You explained that I’m a guest and you have some sort of idea? You have my full cooperation to take back my home, in whatever capacity you may need. Celestia cannot offer assistance; she has received a few reports inside her own borders that merit attention. Most of my subjects are safe in Seaquestria; those who aren’t have fled the city. There shouldn’t be any creature left who isn’t hostile.”

Galen nodded, letting out a tired breath.

“You’re are correct, I have a plan in mind. My uncle is serving as the Golden Nexus in Mount Aris; that is, the one in which their leader has direct contact with. When the Nexus of an area falls, it takes quite a toll on the remaining cultists. The plan is to eliminate him, and the overall leader in one fell swoop. I believe your palace’s defenses can help with that, but I don’t know the specifics. We will have to move soon though; I don’t know how long we’ll have the element of surprise.” the prince mused, waving a set of claws.

“It can wait until the morning however; if there is any action, it will come tomorrow. I’ll have the guards show you to the guest chambers; and if you need anything, just ask. You are guests here after all.” Galen then nodded to the pair, pausing at the doorway with a shake of his head, brow furrowing slightly.

“I’ll let you know when I have a cohesive plan of action, Queen Novo.”

“Galen…” Skystar whispered, trotting over to the Prince and looking into his troubled eyes. “You alright?”

As Skystar’s claws slid to rest against his cheek, Galen’s demeanor sagged slightly, the gryphon enjoying her touch for a few brief moments.

“I’m ok, Sky. Really. These are just the final stressful hours. I’ll be back later after I figure out a definite plan of action. The guards outside can show you and your mother to the chambers.”

The Prince then trotted off, three Ashen following behind him with some maps and clipboards in claw and hoof.

Skystar let out a sigh, shaking her head as she sat down.

“You really care about him.” Novo whispered, taking a place next to her daughter. It wasn’t as much of a question as much as a statement of fact. Skystar’s head nodded briefly, the Queen letting out a chuckle.

“Well, I’m not going to get in the way, if that thought crossed your mind. I should be surprised, but somehow I am not.”

Skystar smiled, toying with her claws in thought.
“He was so worried at first of what you would think- he tried to avoid me actually because of that fact. But there’s a lot about him that I didn’t know, that you don’t know. We’ve been through a lot, and yet he’s been a constant, always been there for me. And I’ve been there for him, when he finally opened up, when we needed each other.” the Princess mused, a slight blush dawning on her cheeks.

“You love him.”

A soft gasp greeted the Queen’s ears, and Novo chuckled heartily at the sound.
“Oh, haven’t said that yet? I am quite happy to find out you finally have had some dates that haven’t ended in disaster.” she then winced at seeing her daughter’s deadpan stare.

“Ok, mostly. But you seriously had a date when stuck on that island? Somehow that seems so…you. But I approve, as long as you’re happy, my little seaweed wrap. I will want a talk with him alone however, just to make a few things clear.”

Skystar giggled, nodding as she gave her mother a hug.
“Oh, I’m sure he’s expecting it, but maybe after we get our home back?

“I’ll agree to that. I’m just so happy you’re alright, I couldn’t bear the thought of….” Novo’s words went unsaid as Skystar hugged her tight, then gestured to the door.

“Let’s get you settled. It’s really nice here actually.”

“Are you sure that’s not due to a certain gryphon?”

As Skystar stared, Novo couldn’t help but cackle, waving a set of claws in her daughter’s direction with a grin. “Skystar, do you realize how long I’ve wanted to say something like that? I’m just tickled that you’re safe and happy; let me have that at least!”

As her daughter grumbled, Novo couldn’t help but smile as the guards led them down the ornate halls towards their rooms. Galen had certainly gone above and beyond what she had ever expected of him. My daughter is safe, Galen, thanks to you and your crew. You have no idea what that means to me…

Glancing over to Skystar, Novo couldn’t help but smirk ever so slightly.
No, perhaps you do…

Galen took a shaky breath, looking out over the gleaming lights of Anthracite from the small balcony near his room. It had been a long few hours, but a basic plan of how to proceed the next day was hammered out; and he hated it. Skystar, I never wanted to ask this much from you, to put you in harm’s way…but I see no other way.

The hippogriff presently on his thoughts now softly walked up to his side, resting her head on his shoulder.

“You still up?” Galen whispered, warmth flooding through his frame as Skystar entwined her claws with his.

“Wasn’t about to go to sleep without saying good night. Not tired yet any-” A loud yawn interrupted Skystar’s words, the hippogriff shrugging her wings. “Well, I guess now I am. You doing ok? Kind of a big day, not exactly how I planned on you meeting my mom and her finding out….”

Galen chuckled, resting his head on Skystar’s with a sigh.
“Well, it could have been better, but also gone much worse. I assume she’ll want to talk to me sometime, but tomorrow has me worried. I don’t like the plan, but that’s for tomorrow.”

He scooted closer to Skystar, nestling up against her, feeling the hippogriff’s sides rise and fall against his own.

“For now, I just want to enjoy being with you, just like this, for a bit. If that’s alright. Then I think we both need sleep.”

Skystar’s affectionate nuzzles did wonders to sooth Galen’s nerves, the gryphon enjoying the brief moment where nothing else existed; just Skystar at his side.
Love you, Sky. After tomorrow, I’ll make sure you know that. You certainly deserve as much.

“Absolutely not.” Novo growled, shaking her head as Skystar sighed. Galen was staring at the floor in the war room, the gryphon having just laid out his plans to retake Mount Aris.

“Mom, don’t you think-”

“You are NOT going back there!” The Queen stated flatly.

“Do you really think Galen would suggest this unless there was no other way?!”

Skystar’s words clammed up Novo, the queen now noticing how unsettled the Prince actually was.

“There is no other way. The only way we can infuse our magic with the castle’s defenses is using a pearl shard that has been in close contact with an Ashen for an extended period of time. Otherwise the magic will be marked as foreign.” Galen said, voice nearly monotone. “I will be going as well, to ensure this ends once and for all. But we need a modified pearl shard to let our Guardian access your defenses, t-that means S-skystar.”

The Queen’s eyes widened as Galen’s voice stuttered, the gryphon shaking his head. Her daughter immediately picked up on his distress, walking over to sit next to the Prince, nudging his shoulder with hers.

“I never wanted this. This is our fight, not yours…” he murmured, prompting a snort from Novo.

“Last I checked, Prince Galen, my home has been invaded by a bunch of cultists. They made it our fight.” she interjected, then shaking her head.

“I still don’t want my daughter anywhere near that palace, not when it’s occupied. Skystar, you are ok with this?”

Skystar nodded firmly, letting out a determined breath.
“These creeps have threatened to kill me, and worse. If I can help shove them back into whatever hole they crawled out of, I’m all for it. I’ve already fought them anyhow.” she murmured, her mother’s eyes widening.

“It’s very simple. We go in first and destroy most of the Golden ourselves. Skystar will activate the defenses as I deal with my uncle and draw the other creature out. Skystar won’t be anywhere near the action, and surrounded by a squad of my best soldiers. All she needs to do is let our Guardian into the magical grid. We’ll be on a totally separate section of the palace when that happens. Once activated, that will keep their leader in the palace, at least for a few moments. We’ll trap and destroy him; but that may cause some damage to the palace.” Galen explained, prompting another huff from Novo.

“Stones can be replaced. If you have a chance to destroy this creature, then I expect you to take it.” the queen growled. “When do you intend to attack?”

Galen stood, taking a shaky breath as Skystar reached over to give his claws a squeeze.
“Soon after this meeting is concluded. My rangers have been standing by for a day or so.”

Novo stood as well, bowing her head to the Prince.
“Then, Prince Galen, I would give you my blessing. Drive these monsters from our home, and keep my daughter safe.” her eyes gleamed with a few unshed tears, yet a slight smile dawned on Novo’s features. “You’ve done thus so far; I don’t expect you to be lax in such duties now.”

Taking a deep breath, Galen bowed his head to Novo, then giving Skystar a brief nuzzle. Raising his left forelimb, Galen tapped his gauntlet once.

“All Shock Troops; prepare for engagement. Rangers are with me for the first wave. Stand by for deployment.”

Skystar paced nervously as Galen donned his armor, familiar dark metal securely fastening itself around his limbs and torso. The large circular room was etched with dozens of runes, a few desks dotting the exterior as a small map shone; a miniaturized version of the larger control room they had vacated an hour prior.

“As you have been told, the enemy numbers more than a thousand, with more on their way. Our fleet is moving to engage their transports; but they haven’t been in any hurry to fortify the city. Likely, they didn’t see a reason to until we showed ourselves.

The plan is this; We kill everything that has a golden glow in the immediate area, and ten more squads will follow us as we push to the castle. Anticipated resistance is light, but they’ll likely swarm once we make our direction known, which is why half our fleet is hidden, along with some support forces. Once we’ve cleared a perimeter around the Palace, Skystar will be teleported in for a minute near the entrance after a second group has arrived to bolster our forces in securing the city.” Galen instructed the two dozen fully armored Ashen in front of him.

“When we are about to enter the throne room, she will then interface with the palace’s defenses and let our Guardian manipulate them; that’s when we strike. The defenses will hold the Golden leader there for a few moments after I, or anyone else, eliminates their nexus, and that’s all we’ll need. A third group is standing by for the sole purpose of assisting in that final confrontation. Also, the Revelation will be standing by for support as well.” Galen smiled slightly, standing tall as his pitch-black armor shone in the dim light, the golden symbol of Anthracite emblazoned on his chest.

“This isn’t just a fight for Mount Aris. All the forces in Old Anthracite have been pulled back to this location. If we succeed here, we have our home back. Any questions?”

The entire group stamped their hooves, claws, and paws twice in unison, standing at attention as they roared back.

“NO SIR!”

Galen nodded approvingly, nodding to Skystar on the sidelines. Her mask was impressive; but the gryphon could see a slight tremor in her beak. That tremor vanished after he shot her a wink, then clamping his own helmet down around his head.

“Then stand by for transport! These creatures took our homes once, will you let them do the same to more innocents?”

“NO SIR!”

As the room began to hum, the rune-inscribed flow lit up, magical tendrils beginning to curl around everycreature present.

“The tables are turned this time; so make our surprise attack count! They pushed us all to the brink of destruction once; we will not give them such a chance again! Do not hesitate to strike them down!” Galen’s voice then softened; the gryphon nodding as he drew his own sword.

“Yet be above them. If they surrender, restrain and incapacitate. I do not anticipate that, however, but leave it an option.”

Galen took a final breath as the teleportation spell began to initiate.
“For Anthracite, our families, our friends…FOR OUR HOME!” The Prince bellowed, slamming his sword against his breastplate twice.

“FOR OUR HOME!” The voices echoed off of the chamber, building in a roar that abruptly vanished with a flash of light.

Skystar scooted closer to the map; the crystal display showing a life image from observation spells places on a few select individuals within the Rangers.

Her breath caught in her chest as burned homes greeted her sight; yet there were plenty of dwellings left unscathed. The Rangers apparently were transported into one of the higher-end districts near the palace; the group expertly fanning out and securing the location which appeared to be a small park. Dozens more of Rangers now walked into the room, vanishing as the spell yanked them away, a constant flashing indicating the troop movement effort.

“Contact!” a voice sounded over the crystal communicators, one of the cameras picking up two Golden Gryphon cultists. They barely had time to squawk before blades slid their throats, heads rolling across the ground.

Novo glanced over to her daughter- slightly disturbed by how such a sight didn’t seem to faze Skystar much. What have you gone through, my little one? She wondered. And yet this is necessary to retake our home.

Skystar’s eyes were glued to one of the small squares displayed in front of them; highlighted with a small crown. Galen gestured to a few small side streets, a group following him as they trotted down the small side road.

A Golden patrol walked into view; three gryphons and a pony standing stunned at the sight of eight armored Ashen surging towards them. Their weapons were barely brought to bear- a shot from a Ranger’s crossbow silencing the pony as his horn glowed with magic. The other three managed to block one strike, but two others easily dispatched them, their heads neatly removed and bodies shoved to the sides.

It was methodical and brutal, none of the Rangers showing any hesitation as they encountered another patrol, tearing them apart with expertly placed blows from their edged weapons.

“They know we’re here now.” Galen whispered, indicating the golden magic that swirled around the bodies. “How many Squads are here?”

“Ten. The final force just arrived. The second group is standing by.”

Galen nodded, letting out a sigh as they turned a corner.
“Tell them to get ready, and get Skystar set. The palace is in sight.”

Author's Note

HAPPY REUNION! :pinkiehappy: How is that for a continuity callback? :rainbowlaugh:
And now the endgame.

Chapter Seventeen: Reckoning

Skystar took a deep breath, adjusting the dark grey breastplate that sat over her chest as two Ashen Rangers made sure the protective spells on the armor were activated. Gems glowed along the sides of the metal; powerful shielding spells that would stop all but a concentrated attack.

“Just stay with us and you’ll be fine.” One of the gryphons rumbled, a large individual by the name of Turgin, prompting Skystar to nod. “We’re teleporting in right near the Prince after they clear the entrance and when the second group is surrounding us. The Queen said there should be an access to the palace defenses just inside the door; she said you knew where?”

Skystar nodded, remembering the small crystal panel set behind a picture frame. Novo had spent an entire day showing her around on how to interact with the new security measures when they had been upgraded. Of course, Skystar hadn’t needed to use them until now.

“We’re in, then we’re out. You open the defenses for the Guardian, and then we’re back here.” Turgin reassured her, the hippogriff remarked as she adjusted the two daggers on her shoulders.

“Let’s get it done then.” she muttered, the other Ashen nodding as they led her back to the main spell chamber. With a simple flash of light, Skystar’s vision faded, and the stone room was replaced by the familiar sights and smells of her home.

The palace rose up in front of her, dozens of armored Ashen standing at the entrance as the Princess trotted up the familiar steps.

“Make it quick. I don’t like this lack of resistance.” One of the Ashen called back, prompting Skystar to nod.

“Galen is near the throne room now; resistance has been light, stay on your guard. The Revelation is still concealed; our other forces are easily handling the Golden fleet.” Alabaster’s familiar tone piped through the crystal communicator in Skystar’s ear.

She nodded, turning to her left as they entered the massive palace doors. Another right turn down a hallway…

“Bingo.” she whispered, taking a painting of a tree off the stone wall and tapping her claws against the crystal panel behind it. “Almost…”

The panel promptly blinked, and then began to flash red.
“Uh, that’s odd.” Skystar muttered, trying to open the magical inputs that guided the various spells of the castle’s defenses. “Wait…”

The princess’s breath caught in her chest, a simple indicator flashing on the panel.
“Oh no. No no no no… Skystar hissed, looking over to one of her guards. “The panel- none of them will work! It’s all locked out, re-routed to the control room. It’s one of the last-resort measures built in, but why would they…?”

The answer died on Skystar’s tongue as an exclamation rang out in her ears, the clash of metal sounding outside of the palace doors.

“Contacts!”

Skystar felt a shiver run down her spine, looking to her now-worried guards.
“They knew we were coming; they must have! I can’t do anything here, not unless I can access the control panel in the throne room. Do…we leave?”

Turgin turned the slightest more pale- the warrior shaking his head as he gestured deeper into the palace. A strange tingling sensation now reached Skystar’s awareness; and the hippogriff shuddered at the sensation.

“W-what is that?”

Her guards took a position ahead and behind the Princess; six other Ashen joining them as the group trotted quickly towards the stairs.

“That was a dampening field; it went up just as hundreds of those cultists flooded the streets. We’re not going anywhere, not by teleportation at least. We can dispel it, but that will take time.” Turgin explained; the Princess relaxing slightly as a familiar voice chimed in over the channel.

“Get Skystar somewhere safe then. We’ll have to tackle the throne room without the defenses.” Galen ordered. “I’m getting reports of hundreds of enemies surging into the streets. They were waiting for us.” A dark chuckle then echoed over the communicators. “They have no idea that their trap is their own demise. We match them almost evenly on the ground; and once their fleet is destroyed, they’re finished. Now, get Skystar somewhere secure!”

Skystar followed her guards down a familiar hallway; usually used for general traffic among the castle-

*BANG*

The Princess ducked as a door exploded next to her, a Golden Gryphon growling at the throng. He barely had time to aim a spear towards the hippogriff before three swords buried themselves into his chest, a fourth taking off his head.

“Be advised, there are still cultists in the castle waiting to launch an ambush.” Turgin growled, prompting a sigh from Galen.

“Get her up here then. Being spread out is just asking for trouble, as is sheltering anywhere in-between us and the entrance. The line is holding, but I don’t know how long. We’re on limited time. They flooded out between our containment lines. We’ll be able to push them back- but I’m not sure if they’ll push into here before that.” Galen remarked, Skystar and her guards quickly trotting down the hallways that led to the main throne room.

“I can try to access the panel while you all are fighting; it’s right by the door and behind a pillar.” Skystar butted in, prompting an immediate hiss.

“Absolutely not.” Galen growled.

Skystar rounded a corner with her guards; now seeing a group of twenty-strong Ashen Rangers with Galen at their head.

“Well what else should I do?” Skystar asked him, seeing the gryphon’s eyes widen, genuine worry shining behind the gryphon’s gaze.

“Just stay safe. You weren’t supposed to be anywhere near here. You just have to stay safe until we get rid of the field.” Galen instructed, prompting a shrug from Skystar.

“Well, nowhere in this palace is safe. If they knew about the throne room failsafe for the defenses, then they definitely know all of the hidey-holes in here. Like, say, the hallway you used to kidnap me?” Skystar countered, prompting Galen to stare at her incredulously (along with a few odd gazes from the Rangers towards their Prince.)
Heh. I wonder how many knew about that actually…

“That is a good point.” Galen sighed, head shaking slowly. “Fine. Just stay behind everyone with a few of the guards; I want four always with you during the fight, or whatever event is down that hallway. When we need the system activated, I’ll let you know.”

Skystar nodded, sitting back and waiting as Galen ran through the plan once more. It sounded fairly straightforward; breech the throne room, kill his uncle/nexus, and then draw out big gold and brash. And then kick his yellow butt to Tartarus!

Galen took a few deep breaths, a sword gripped tightly in his claws.
“Let’s get this done!”
A decade of preparation…

Shoving open the unlocked throne room doors, Galen took in the situation in an instant. Dozens of Golden cultists were packed together, all crouched and ready to charge. Behind them all, lounging on the throne was a pudgy gryphon, grey and brown feathers speckling his frame.

“And so, we finally meet again, Galen. My how you’ve grown.” Galen’s uncle droned, inspecting his jeweled claws.

“Just to make things clear; you won’t win. I estimate you have a short time before my forces breach your pathetic attempts to-”

“Oh, shut up, Jersig.” Galen hissed.

“I didn’t come here to banter, I came here to kill you. You murdered my family, your own brother, for what? Immortality? Power?”

Jersig’s ears perked up, the gryphon walking down to sit behind his warriors.
“That’s about right. You can’t put a price on that, after all.”

And yet you did. It was a price greater than your brother, than my family.
Galen chucked; a mirthless, hollow sound.
“It really isn’t that fantastic, you know. Destined to watch all those you love die? But what would you know of such things; you won’t leave this room in one piece.”

Blinking in surprise, Jersig gestured to his forces, wings shifting as he sighed.
“Perhaps. But what will that victory cost you? Half your forces? Or maybe the life of that pretty hippogr-AHG!”

A dagger embedded itself into the gryphon’s throat, the traitorous gryphon letting out a hack as he ripped Galen’s weapon free. He barely had time to gesture towards the Ashen rangers before they struck.

The front line of a dozen gryphons fell immediately, the Rangers tearing into them with sword, scimitar and crossbow. Galen ducked a swing from a sword, shredding into a gryphon with his own weapon.
Closer!

Skystar had her daggers clenched tightly in her claws, edging off to the left of the battle. Her guards occasionally lunged forwards; dealing with a wayward Golden who drifted their way.
Almost there!

Arriving at a small panel, Skystar yanked it open and began tapping the crystal console furiously.
Reroute the spell matrix, just like my mom said. Ok, accept outside input, switch to containment, maximum strength….

Skystar heard a nearby commotion- and the Princess turned to see a Golden gryphon grappling with one of her guards, the others occupied with a few other enemies who took advantage of the distraction.

A furious screech left her throat, the hippogriff charging forwards to tear into the creature.
“YOU. GET. OUT. OF. MY. HOME!” She bellowed, spinning the dagger in her claws to nearly sever the Golden’s neck, then retreating as her other guards came to assist.

Skystar turned to watch Galen as he pushed forwards, making sure she was within reach of the console. When he gave the signal…
Go, Galen!

As the Rangers pushed forwards, Galen forced his way closer to Jersig, the other gryphon now starting to scramble backwards in surprised horror.

Arcane energy began to flicker across the Prince’s frame, his movements becoming more purposeful and calculated. A Golden warrior lunged at him- and was promptly batted aside with a searing beam of magic.

Jersig’s shook his head in disbelief, seeing his forces having been split neatly down the middle by the experience Ashen Rangers; allowing Galen safe passage. The murderous creature barely had time to draw his own sword before Galen’s claws wrapped their way around his throat. The young Prince’s eyes were narrowed in rage, and Galen’s free claws buried a sword into his traitorous uncle’s chest.

“NOW BURN!”

Jersig let out a screech as Galen’s claws erupted with magic, the blue tendrils burrowing into his body. Golden magic leaked from his frame, seeming to flee and evaporate under the touch of Galen’s spell.

“You betrayed your family, your home, all for what? Some creature who fancies himself a god?” Galen hissed, digging his claws in deeper. “Now, die like the coward you are, and bring out your master! Where is Tenbris?”

His claws ignited, blue flames now spreading across Jersig’s body. The gryphon writhed and shrieked- golden magic leaving his pudgy frame. A dozen other gryphons grabbed their heads, bodies shriveling as their leader expired. The remainder were quickly set upon by Ashen rangers, leaving only the shriveled husk of Jersig near the throne.

“LEY!” Galen called, a familiar kirin snapping into existence at his side. With his own magic surging towards the golden sparks that dotted the room, it concentrated the flecks into a general area. With an angry hum, the magic began to coalesce into a familiar form, the familiar golden gryphon looming over the others.

A group of rangers now darted forwards; their armor bearing an odd marking next to the Anthracite seal. Their purpose quickly became apparent as magic swirled around their bodies, the ponies, gryphons, and minotaur mages forming a strange white shield around the Golden leader.

“YOU!” The Golden bellowed, and then began to chuckle. “You think this will hold me? My forces will be here in but a few moments. You have put up a valiant fight however; I am impressed.”

“Alabaster, instruct the fleet to engage all targets. Leave no survivors.” Galen hissed into his gauntlet, watching as the large gryphon’s eyes widened in shock. The horrified screams of his fallen subjects filled his consciousness; a large beetle-like vessel having dropped its concealment spell as it tore through the airships that were aimed towards the palace.

“What…is this?”

“Begin.” Galen remarked, the other mages nodding and beginning to alter the shield’s spell.
“This is where you die, where you pay for every life you have taken, every family you’ve destroyed. You tried to kill us all once; and you nearly succeeded.”

Galen reached out with his claws, sending an energy pulse lashing towards the golden gryphon. It connected with a hiss, prompting Tenebris to bow his head-

And laugh.

“Oh, you naïve Ashen. You have it all wrong.”

Tenebris’s claws snapped out- and every Ashen in the room promptly clasped their heads in pain, and odd ringing filling the room. Ley herself was splayed out on the floor, the Kirin writing as her entire body began to spark.

Galen seemed to only be partially affected, a glow of energy surrounding his claws as he struggled to maintain the shield in front of him.

“How do you think I paralyzed my sister, and all the other Ashen years ago before I killed them?” The cultist chuckled. “It won’t last long, but I won’t need more than a moment. With you dead, and your attack stalled? I’ll hunt down every Ashen one by one.”

Tenebris calmly tore through the flickering shield, walking over to Galen as he struggled to remain on his feet.

“I am impressed however; Your forces are indeed annihilating mine, and are more numerous than I ever could have imagined. However, will it be worth it? You cannot kill me; that’s not how energy works. This is a setback, but the price will be so worth it.” He hissed.

“I didn’t plan on losing so many followers, but that is a price I’m willing to pay. Now then, young Prince. It is your turn to die. And after that…” the cultist turned towards the rear of a room, where he knew a hippogriff was hiding.

“After that, I’ll deal with your lover. Maybe mount her head on the palace doors.”

A sword materializing in the creature’s claws, the gryphon raising the weapon. His sword swung towards Galen, the Prince’s own magic desperately seeking to blunt the blow. The weapon then paused halfway, and the Golden’s entire body suddenly shivered as it was forced to a halt. Hidden runes now activated along the walls of the throne room, called into existence by a single claw on a console.

“HEY!”

His head spasming, Tenebris turned to confront a furious hippogriff, her claws grasping at a console panel as the palace’s defenses responded to her touch, creating a green shield around the massive creature.

“Keep your dirty claws off my Gryphon!”

With a twist, Skystar switched the settings of the palace defenses. Ancient offensive spells activated as piercing beams of white light ignited in the ceiling and floor. Each beam angled to intersect the Golden leader, the intensity slowly increasing.

Tenebris hissed, the beams eating away at his frame bit by bit, the old magic desperately seeking to destroy the intruder.
“You think this will stop me, welp?” he growled, and then paused in horror as Skystar answered.

“Nope. That’s his job.”

A beam of blue energy punched a hole in the Golden’s face, making him stagger slightly. Galen’s body now sparked with healthy magic, shields and runes spinning around his frame.
“You killed those I loved once- I will not let you do the same again! Not to me, not to ANYONE!” The prince bellowed, sending a blast of power into one of Tenebris’s eyes and causing him to hiss.

The Anthracite mages now shook their heads, the Palace defenses distracting the Golden leader long enough to break his spell. Ley stood up, her eyes ablaze in fury as she levitated a serrated blade in front of her.

The mages resumed their spells, Ley adding her magic to the mix as Skystar adjusted the Palace spells to bolster the shield once again.

“I cannot be destroyed!” Tenebris, pausing as Galen nodded, standing in front of the cultist with a furious growl.

“No, but your essence can be scattered to the corners of this land, never to re-form ever again. You, as a creature, will be dead. And if your energy does return? We’ll be ready.”

Tenebris let out a hiss, stabbing a sword through the increasingly-thick shield.
“You foolish creature. You don’t have the power to kill me! NONE OF YOU DO!”

“Alabaster. Fire.”

A low hum filled the air, a wall of the palace beginning to glow as the stone started to melt. Rangers quickly back-peddled, two guards shielding Skystar-

The wall then exploded.

A beam of light thicker than a house blasted into the room, diving into Galen’s body like water into parched earth. The Revelation’s main cannons continued to fire- raw energy surging into the Prince’s frame.

His feathers burning away, Galen’s Ashen form grew slightly, the normal blue colorations giving way to a pure white appearance. Reaching forward, Galen’s claws pierced through the shield and dug into Tenebris’s chest, energy burrowing into the other creature’s frame.

“You won’t escape me this time!” Galen growled, wincing as the beam from his ship strengthened.

Tenebris shrieked, his body beginning to flake away at the area closest to Galen’s claws. The Prince reached upwards, digging his claws into the other gryphon’s throat.

“My Family, the Ashen; how many have you killed?” Galen hissed, energy surging along his arm and into the Golden Creature. “How many are watching now, awaiting retribution?”

Tenebris continued to thrash, a limb flaking off into black dust as Galen continued the spell.
“Now die. Begone into nothing. Go back to the shadows, and never return!”

The Golden leader now began to spasm, the rest of his body flaking into dust. His head turned towards Ley-
“S-sister!”

The kirin’s response was immediate, sending her sword burrowing into Tenebris’s skull. Ley’s eyes then softened ever so slightly as two whispered words seemed to echo throughout the room.
“Goodbye, Brother.”

A final screech left Tenebris’s beak, the last remnants of his golden frame flaking away under Galen’s assault. With a hiss of magic, the black dust spun and spiraled into an invisible drain, sucked away into the very ether from which it had originally been spawned.

“Alabaster, cease fire.”

The beam of energy abruptly ended, leaving a gaping hole in the side of the room that dripped with molten stone; blue sky and ocean visible from the entrance. The spells cut out; the Ashen mages standing at attention as Galen stumbled slightly.

“Is it over?” Galen asked, looking over to Ley, who simply nodded.

At his side in an instant, Skystar braced herself as Galen slumped against her shoulder, sides starting to quiver.
“It’s over. Galen, you did it.” she whispered, Galen reaching over to grasp her claws tightly in his own.

“No, not just me. We would have lost if not for you, Sky. Every creature here…”
The Prince then turned and addressed his rangers, despite his limbs shivering. “I only did a part of this; We did it.”

Galen braced himself against Skystar, raising his sword high as he took a deep breath.
“VICTORY!” He roared, dozens, then hundreds of voices from outside then responding in gusto.

“VICTORY!”

Skystar joined in with the rest, a few tears springing to her eyes.
It’s over.

As Galen looked over to the hippogriff and gave her a kiss on the head feathers, Skystar’s thoughts promptly corrected themselves.
No, the war may be over, but a lot more is just beginning.

Author's Note

VICTORY!

I wanted to dedicate an entire chapter to this fight, and I hope it didn't disappoint!

Chapter Eighteen: Aftermath

Staring at the papers in front of him, Galen finally let his head smack into the counter, a bit of fruit in a bowl next to him having gone half uneaten as he sat at the large desk in one of the many quiet rooms of the castle

“Please tell me these are the last reports?” he asked tiredly, ears perking up as Alabaster nodded.

“Final requisition orders, a report from Mount Aris, and final authorization for the council to handle all of the operations to render the Hippogriff Kingdom safe.” The Ashen reported, Galen signing all of them with a sigh.

“That’s it? Queen Novo and Skystar are still here, as are a few hippogriffs, if I understand correctly? They should be heading back tomorrow or so?” Galen asked, the hours of the past day blurring together. The action from two days ago had only shifted to a new form of stress, taking form of meetings, more planning sessions, and paperwork.
So, SO much paperwork.

He had barely seen Skystar, other than a brief hug in a hallway. Thankfully, this last pile should ensure he could delegate the operations to the council for some time. With the de-activation of the cloaking field around Anthracite, a few curious visitors had started to land at the docks- of which the tours had gone rather smoothly, thankfully. Various delegations were already in talks with Equestria, the dragons, and a few other races as well, a few embassies already planned for construction.

But all of that required paperwork, and various measures needing to be passed by the council.
And yet they insist on forwarding these documents to be approved by me. Quite odd, since they technically don’t need it, if ruled by the majority…

Signing the various forms, Galen packed a clawful of fruit into his beak, swallowing the brief meal before resting his head on the desk again.

“Alright. Ten more forms done, that it for now? No more updates from Old Anthracite either? Thank you for filling in as the secretary, or rather, deliverer of torture, by the way.” Galen remarked, eliciting a chuckle from the Ashen.

“Of course, Sir. Glad to help. No further updates; it only took three squads to secure our old home, and the Council is handling resettlement, and there will be a ceremony later today, I believe. Now then, I’ll leave you two be.”

The question of who else was in the room was quickly answered, a familiar lithe form sliding into Galen’s arms. Holding her gryphon tight, Skystar couldn’t help but giggle as Galen flopped into her embrace, nuzzling into the hippogriff’s neck before pressing into her feathers.

“I’ve missed this.” he murmured, prompting another titter from the Princess.

“It’s been only a day or two.”

Galen shrugged, moving his affection to caress Skystar’s cheek with his own, finally giving her a gentle kiss.

“A day or two where I’ve been stressed out of my mind. That makes it seem much longer.”

“Ok, fair enough. Are you doing ok though? I’ve been busy with my Mom and some of your advisors too, when she wasn’t meeting with you or the Council. Planning to try and make sure our home is safe. And I believe you already signed a treaty with our nation?”

Galen chuckled, pulling Skystar into a passionate kiss that made her feathers stand on end.
“That is true, but I’d say we’ve already got a pretty good relationship going.”

“I mean, at least not it’s p-politically formal?” The Princess stammered, not able to refute his words.

“Fair enough. And I’m doing alright, just a bit stressed. Of course, whenever I’m in your arms I immediately am doing much better.” Galen mused, enjoying the slight blush and affectionate nuzzle Skystar gave him. “But how are you doing?”

Skystar sighed, relaxing into Galen’s embrace slightly.
“I’m doing ok. Just busy. Now that our home is back, we have an alliance, and it’s being made safe again, it has just been busywork. At least now we both get a bit of a break? Sort of?”

Galen nodded, not saying anything for a few moments and simply enjoying the close contact.
“I think so. I know there’s a celebration or something being set up by the council.”

A soft giggle reached his ears, Skystar nodding as she shifted to rest her head on Galen’s shoulder.

“It’s already started, at least it looked like it when I caught a glimpse of it. I’m pretty sure someone told you about it…”

“Mmmm.”

“You were only half listening, weren’t you?” Skystar grinned, some affectionate nuzzles from Galen confirming her suspicions.

“Maybe.”

“Uh huuuuh.”

“Honestly I did hear you. I’ve just missed this, being able to forget everything except for you.”

“Aww…”

After another rather long kiss with his favorite hippogriff, Galen let out a huff, resting his forehead against Skystar’s.

“They said something about the festival starting, and that I was invited, but not expected to show until I wished. I do know they wanted me to say some words in the evening…”

“Well, want to go to the festival? It’s a celebration after all- and I don’t think it would have been possible without you. That’s what I’ve gathered anyhow.” Skystar reluctantly stood up, giving Galen’s claws a squeeze. “Don’t think I wouldn’t stay all day here with you though. I’ve missed you too.”

Galen smiled, gesturing to the door of the study as he stretched, ears flicking briefly.
“Are you free the rest of the day?”

Skystar nodded happily, taking her place at Galen’s side with a grin.
“Yup! So you’re stuck with me!”

“No complaints here.” the prince added as the pair made their way through the halls, various guards saluting as they passed.

“I hope you all are on rotation, the festival is for all!”

“SIR!” Was the simple reply, the Prince grinning as they walked.

“Ruling with an iron claw, I see.” Skystar quipped, prompting an exaggerated sigh.

“Oh yes. I don’t know how I’d ever keep this kingdom together without threat of festivals, karaoke nights, days off; such a threatening position I occupy.”

Skystar giggled, then pausing as an Ashen gryphon trotted up to them.
“Ah! Highness! The council was actually hoping you’d come down to the main castle entrance. It’s part of the festival you see…” the messenger stammered, then sent on his way with a wave of Galen’s claw.

“I’m on my way, whatever could they have planned?” he mused, not missing the mischievous glint in Skystar’s eyes. “And you’re in on it too! Oh, the treachery!”

“Welllll? Lets’ gooooo.” Skystar grinned, nudging Galen’s shoulder with her own.

“Cheeky, cheeky hippogriff.”

“Your cheeky hippogriff.”

The affectionate twinkle in Galen’s eye only served to keep the smile on Skystar’s face as she nudged the gryphon towards one of the main entrances of the palace. There was a general hubbub from outside, and the gryphon shrugged his wings as he shoved the doors open.

“Alright, so what is the…big…”

His eye widened in surprise, seeing the courtyard packed with Ashen, hundreds of them standing shoulder to shoulder. On hearing the doors open, they immediately stopped their pleasant chattering, turning to face the stunned Prince.

“Skystar? What-?”

“Galen.”

A familiar and elderly gryphon walked forwards in front of the crowd, stepping around a very new addition to the courtyard; a tall object covered with a grey cloth. Ja’lin looked at the prince with a smile, gesturing with a wing to the courtyard and the streets packed with Ashen beyond the palace.

“Today is a celebration of our victory, and of being able to finally return to Old Anthracite.” the gryphon began, then letting out a soft chuckle. “I said it long ago, and I’ll say it again, Prince Galen. We have for far too long taken you for granted- and don’t you dare object to that!” he added, seeing the other gryphon raise a claw in opposition to the statement.

“You were never meant to shoulder as much of the burden as you did. Yet here we stand, our greatest enemy defeated, a new home founded, and an old one reclaimed.” Ja’lin stated, standing up a bit taller, the old gryphon’s voice seeming to tremble slightly.

“All thanks to you, Prince Galen. You and your family gave everything for our cause; and we cannot repay that dept. However, we can certainly honor and recognize it, as it should have been from the start. I shoulder just as much blame for that as any, and hope in time you can forgive us for that…”

He shook his head, the regretful emotion passing as the council gryphon gestured to the odd object.

“This is simply a small way of recognizing all that you have done for us; and by far not the only thing, as you will discover.”

With a wave of his claws, the Ashen signaled for the cloth to be pulled away; and Skystar saw Galen’s eyes widen in shock.

Carved in incredible detail, a stone and metal image of Galen stood before them; the gryphon holding the royal seal of Anthracite up in his claws. Skystar scooted a bit closer to the Prince, noting how the sculpture’s eyes were narrowed in determination, his other free claws pulling free from some chains.

“You freed us, Galen. On learning that we were trapped and needed a new home, you immediately spent all of your money on the original Revelation, and brought us here.” Ja’lin stated, gesturing to the statue, and then to Galen’s side.

“And do not think we forgot.”

Galen followed the gesture of Ja’lin- and his throat promptly closed with emotion. A near-perfect sculpture of his father stood to the side of the doors they had just exited, and his grandfather, and the kings of Anthracite before them all lined the spaces to their left and right.

“I…”

Ja’lin stood at attention; every Ashen mimicking his actions. Ley coalesced beside him, the Kirin wearing a kind grin as she watched on.

“Thank you, Galen.” the elder councilgryphon said softly, then bowing deeply to the Prince. The action spread like a wave; evercreature in attendance following suit.

Galen stood a bit taller, Skystar noticing the dampness in his eyes regardless. The Prince then waved a set of claws, taking a shaky breath.

“What can I say? I’m just glad everycreature is here, safe and free. Thank you all; this was not just my doing, and I cannot ever claim it was such. I would not be here without your efforts either. So, let us celebrate such! I hear there is a festival to be had?” Galen called out, the resulting roar of affirmation causing the Prince to grin.

“I shall see you all there. For our victory, for Anthracite and for our future!!”

“FOR ANTHRACITE! FOR THE FUTURE!” the crowd once again roared back, slowly beginning to disperse.

Ja’lin and Ley approached Galen, the Prince looking at the statues, clearly overwhelmed.

“I don’t know what to say.” he whispered, prompting a soft laugh from the Ashen.

“You don’t have to say anything. I know you aren’t the statue type of Prince, but it was a unanimous approval by everycreature. However, there is something else that we’ve done, something that should have been done long ago.” Ja’lin remarked, motioning for Galen to follow.

Skystar trotted at his side; curious as to what this new development was. She had only known about the statue and ceremony; this was new…

Meandering through a beautiful section of gardens, a rainbow of colors greeted their vision as the group took a side path. Ending at a small clearing that overlooked the entire city, Ja’lin stepped aside with Ley, letting Galen go on ahead.

The Prince stepped into the grassy enclave, tree branches reaching over head as a few butterflies flittered here and there. White stones were carefully placed into the thick grass, leading to…

The shuddering breath Galen took was enough for Skystar to look over- and her eyes widened in surprise. Tears poured from his eyes, the gryphon sitting down out of shock.

Only now looking to see what Galen’s eyes were locked on, Skystar’s heart ached as a series of smaller statues looked back at her. As though posing for a loving family portrait, Galen’s family looked back at her; the King, Queen, and his siblings all smiling at them, expertly carved into dark grey stone with every detail meticulously captured. A series of gravestones were placed in front of the statues; bare dirt pushed to the side.

“We found where they were buried, Galen, and will have the ceremony whenever you are ready. We can also retrieve the headstones from Griffonstone.” Ja’lin whispered, his own voice cracking slightly. “This is why we can never repay you, why we have stayed awake for countless hours struggling with our decisions from these past years. Your family gave their lives for us, and you nearly paid that price as well. Our debt can never satisfy that, nor would we want it to. This is just a small recognition of that, one of many to come.” Ja’lin tentatively reached up and placed a set of claws on Galen’s shoulder, turning to leave.

“This…could this all have been done earlier?” Galen stated, his wings drooping slightly.

“No.”

Three heads turned in surprise as Ley spoke, the kirin shaking her head as she walked over to Galen, pressing a hoof against his chest.

“It could not. You were not ready.”

Tears streamed down Galen’s face as he hung his head, sides shaking with sobs. No words were said to contradict the wise kirin as she too turned to leave.

“I’ll be to the festival in time. I’d like some time alone though.” Galen whispered; the councilgryphon and Guardian nodding as they walked out of the garden. Skystar was about to leave as well-

“Sky, p-please…”

The agony in Galen’s voice had Skystar once again at his side, the hippogriff sliding under one of his arms as the Prince hugged her close. She felt tears wet her feathers, her gryphon letting a few more tears fall as he looked at his family’s soon-to-be final resting place.

“Do you think they’d be proud?”

The whisper was almost unheard, but Skystar’s ears caught it all the same. She pulled away slightly, making sure to meet Galen’s gaze with her own. Reaching up a set of claws, Skystar gently placed them on Galen’s chest, where he reached up his own to clasp them tight.

“Galen, I know they’d be proud.” Skystar whispered fiercely, gesturing out to the city.
“And I can think of thousands of creatures that would agree with me.”

The answer seemed to calm Galen slightly, the Prince giving her claws a final squeeze before turning to look at the grave sites.

“Thank you, Sky.” a slight smile edged at his beak, the Ashen’s eyes flickering over to her briefly. “As always, you brighten up any moment.” he then paused, swiping a few more tears from his eyes.

“Could I be alone for a bit? I’ll catch up with you in the courtyard.”

Skystar stood up, giving her gryphon’s shoulder a squeeze as she took her leave. As she trotted through the gardens on her way back, the Princess took a deep breath, watching the calming flowers wave this way and that. She knew how rough it was to lose a parent; she couldn’t imagine losing her mom too.

But we’re here for you Galen. Not just me, but an entire nation of creatures wanting nothing but the best for you.

Seeing Ja’lin and Ley at the courtyard, Skystar waved as the two approached.

“How is he?” the councilgriff asked, prompting a simple nod.

“Hurting, but he’s ok.” Skystar admitted. “I think that maybe it’s finally sinking in.”

“What is?”

Skystar saw Ley begin to smile at the councilgriff’s question, the Princess’s eyes narrowing in determination.

“That he’s not alone in all of this; he never has been.”

Within about ten minutes, Galen was seen walking back to his statue, the Prince’s eyes dry and regaining a bit of their spark. Nodding to Skystar, Galen saw the distant shapes of Ley and Ja’lin meandering down the main courtyard road.

“You doing ok?” Skystar asked, receiving a nod in return.

“Yeah, I’m alright. All of this, and that, it just re-opened stuff.” Galen admitted, a loving nuzzle brushing across his cheek.

“I understand, at least a bit. Just know that I’m here for you, we’re all here for you.”

Galen nodded giving his hippogriff a brief hug, the pair starting to meander down the road towards the distant city center.

“I do believe there’s a festival to enjoy.” Galen mused, Skystar nodding eagerly.

“Uh huh! I heard some music start up a few minutes ago. And I toootally smelled something incredible in the kitchens this morning!”

Galen paused, looking around the now-empty courtyard briefly before giving Skystar a tender and loving kiss immediately occupied all of the hippogriff’s attention.
“Thank you for being here, Sky, for being you.” he whispered, prompting a happy chirp in reply. She couldn’t imagine ever growing tired of his affectionate reminders.

“The same goes for you, y’know. What would I do without my noble Knight?” she replied softly with a smile.

What she wasn’t prepared for was Galen to then pause, wrap an arm around her torso, and pull the princess into a much more heated kiss that caused the Princess’s temperature to skyrocket, warmth flooding her frame as the Prince’s chest pressed against her own.

Pulling back briefly, Galen gave Skystar’s cheek a caress before grinning.
“Now then, I think we have a festival to enjoy!” Galen quipped, not able to resist a grin on seeing Skystar’s face. The poor hippogriff was struggling to not start panting, face-feathers fluffed out with her freckles feeling as though they’d ignite and fly off. The cheeky gryphon then waved as he trotted a short distance off.

“You coming?”

“Galen! That was mean!”

“Don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“Galen!”

The festival was in full swing as Galen and Skystar walked through the large tents that had sprung up in the massive field. Originally used for military exercises, the expansive area had quickly turned into a festive fairground; foods of all sorts being cooked, simple games taking place here and there, as well as youngsters running this way and that.

At the edge of the area was a large stone arch; magical sparks occasionally running across its surface. The permanent portal to Old Anthracite was to be opened at the height of the festival; a new and eternal fixture on the island.

“This is awesome! I didn’t really look too far into the festival! This is just- it’s like a giant fair!” Skystar exclaimed, hopping up and down excitedly.

Galen was all smiles at her enthusiasm, pausing briefly to retrieve a steaming pile of dough from a vendor. As Skystar turned to look at him, he put a small bite into her beak with a chuckle.

Her eyes dilated, the hippogriff yanking off another piece with a blissful hum between bites.
“Oh my gosh. It’s like a funnel cake but better!” she mumbled, easily downing half of the sugary doughy dessert, Galen eating the other part. A lick on his beak caused the Prince’s feathers to immediately poof out- a cheerful giggle reaching his ears.

“What? You had spare sugar on there. I wasn’t about to let it go to waste!”

As they neared a large opening in the tents, the plucking’s of various instruments reached their ears.
“Hmm. Sounds like they’re going to put on a show before the portal activates.” Galen mused.

“Are you going to be a part of that?”

Galen stopped, looking at his claws briefly before shaking his head. Despite the slight smile on his face, Skystar could see the turmoil behind his gaze.

“No. My home there is gone, Sky. Everycreature else has something to return to; property, good memories, that sort of thing. My home burned there twenty years ago. This is my home now.” Galen explained, gesturing around and reaching over to give Skystar’s claws a squeeze.

“And I have to say, the company makes it all the better.”

Skystar chirped happily, following as Galen led her to the edge of the celebratory area. It was a large, circular-shaped clearing near the portal, a small impromptu stage set up to one side.

“So, there’s going to be some music then? Before the….oh! Hi mom!” Skystar remarked, waving to a familiar pink figure who was walking over to them.

“Hello here to you too!” Novo remarked, then looked over to Galen briefly. “May I borrow Galen for a moment?”

Skystar’s eyes narrowed slightly- but the slight wink her mother shot her was enough to assuage her nerves.

“Ok! I’ll wait here, Galen.”

Meandering behind some tents, Galen looked up at the monarch curiously.
“What can I do for you, Queen Novo?” he asked respectfully.

His words prompted a soft chuckle, the queen shaking her head slowly.
“Do? Continue on your path. Words cannot describe how happy I am to know how you’ve upheld that initial task I gave you.” she mused, then smirking slightly. “I simply wanted to tell you something. We’re all adults, and quite frankly, if I had any misgivings about you and Skystar, I don’t think it would matter what I said or did at this point, especially because I see how happy you make her.” Novo remarked, her tone softening.

“Prince Galen, you don’t need my permission; but you certainly have it, and my thanks. I only wish Skystar and you the best.”

Galen let out a breath he didn’t realize was being held, they Prince running some claws through his head feathers.
“I was honestly wondering how to bring that up. I would have preferred to ask you first, but…”

Novo laughed, a genuine and cheery sound as the queen shook her head again.
“Prince Galen, you have kept her safe for months from those evil creatures, put your life on the line for her, and clearly want nothing more than to see her happy. What more could I ask of a creature courting my daughter? I haven’t seen her this happy in ages, and I just want what’s best for her. Apparently, that means you.”

A smile replaced Galen’s slightly unsettled expression, the gryphon nodding as Novo gestured back out towards the clearing.

“That is all I wanted to say; now, I hope you enjoy yourself.”

“Thank you, Queen Novo.”

The Queen then paused, a slight smirk sliding onto her beak.

“Just Novo, when we’re alone. I think that’s only appropriate.”

She was then off, meandering down the tent isles to meet up with a group of hippogriffs in the distance.

As Galen returned, Skystar walked over to nudge his shoulder with hers.
“Sooo? I see my mom didn’t eat you alive?” she asked as Galen shrugged.

“Quite the opposite. She’s…quite happy with how things are. I wasn’t expecting that.” he admitted, prompting a friendly giggle.

“Galen, you constantly undersell yourself. You’ve done so much! I mean, look around! And, well….” Skystar’s voice softened slightly. “You’ve done plenty for me too.”

Her adoring gaze was enough to make the Prince smile, reaching up to run a set of talons through her head feathers affectionately as some music began to play.

Start Music

“I don’t suppose I could have a dance, or three?” he asked, Skystar immediately prancing in place.

“Of course!”

The pair was joined by dozens of other couples, their limbs tramping the ground in time with the drums that began to sound out across the festival area. A few voices began to sound out; eagerly meshing with the ecstatic crowd’s own.

As the song kicked up, Galen couldn’t help but laugh as he spun Skystar into a twirl, the hippogriff giggling all the while. More voices joined into the chorus, and the air began to almost hum with energy, the ground vibrating from the hundreds of claws, paws, and hooves pounding in time. Skystar’s sparkling eyes met his, and Galen kept his claws entwined with hers as they spun this way and that in a swing-like dance.

The voices all joined together in time; a chorus of ponies belting out in a volume and harmony as only Equestrians could. Minotaur’s pounded drums twice their size with all their strength, and Kirin’s and gryphons sending bow and claw across all sorts of stringed instruments.

“HOME AGAIN!”

At the edge of his vision, Galen saw the portal activate- but two different magical orbs caught his attention even more-so. As they continued to spin, Galen yanked Skystar into a brief kiss, then sending her twirling out as a carefree laugh left her beak.

Cheers sounded out amidst the music, even as the Ashen all around continued to dance. Galen then caught sight of his crew on the edge of the gathering; a few either having been snagged into a dance by an Ashen or vice versa. Skystar followed his gaze, giving his claws a squeeze even as they continued to dance.

Tilly and Pergin were swinging in time with the music, even while Staunch was bouncing this way and that with a fellow pony. Alabaster and Switch weren’t about to be left out, spinning around the group with wide smiles on their features. Even Gears was cackling as a fellow hedgehog spun him around with a wry grin on her face.

While the magical portal continued to spark, Galen paid it no mind, instead letting out a laugh as his crew made their way into his area. They all continued to dance, shouting until they were hoarse.

Skystar swayed against his chest briefly, Galen’s claws around her waist in a brief back and forth. The adoration in her eyes made the gryphon’s heart nearly beat out of his chest, and the adorable freckles on Skystar’s smiling face only highlighted her joy.

What more could I want than this?

While the portal to his past may have opened once again; all Galen could think of was the future in front of him as they continued to dance.

And what a future it will be.

*End Music*

The festival continued well into the night, the Ashen knowing little of the tiredness that crept into normal creature’s limbs. As the sun began to set, the Prince slipped away, the merriment of the day flowing into a different vein of thought.

Galen took a deep breath of the salty air, the gryphon sitting at the edge of one of the many cliffs that dotted the edge of Anthracite’s coast. The sun was barely beginning its journey upwards, and the waves at the base of the rocky outcropping sent a mist of seawater up towards the Prince, the edges of the mist licking at his claws.

His ears twitched, hearing a soft pattern of steps that brought a gentle smile the gryphon’s face.
“I’ll leave you alone, if you’d like.” Skystar whispered, prompting an immediate shake of Galen’s head. On seeing this, Skystar settled against his side, leaning on his soft shoulder. Her claws tentatively reached over to twine with his- immediately being squeeze by the gryphon’s in acceptance of the gesture.

“Maybe later, but now, I’d like nothing more than this. the Prince whispered, resting his head against Skystar’s as they watched the sun set over the ocean.

For a long while, the pair didn’t say anything else; but it was Galen who finally spoke again.
“I’ve always liked this spot. Apparently, it’s officially classified as my ‘thinking place,’ according to a few maps.” he mused. “I’ve just found it peaceful.”

“It is beautiful.” Skystar added softly, warmth flooding her frame as Galen snuggled a bit closer, his sides rising against hers.

“And I’m glad you are here, Sky. It just feels so strange; two decades to get to this moment, and I’m having trouble accepting it all. Just being able to stop and think helps though, especially after the festival, as invigorating and joyous as it was.”

A soft hum left Skystar’s beak in thought, the hippogriff shrugging her shoulders.
“Well, it’s understandable. Like any change, it will take time. There’s no rush to get used to it; the moment is here to stay.”

It was now Skystar’s turn to pause, her wings shuffling slightly.
“Can I ask you something, Galen?” A nod was his reply, and Skystar continued. “When you were fighting that creature, Tenebris…you said-” she shook her head, letting out a huff. “Never mind. It’s silly.”

“Well, you are a silly ‘griff, so don’t act like I don’t enjoy ‘silly.’ What is it?”

Skystar pulled away ever so slightly, a bit of nerves making her rub her claws together.
“You said that you wouldn’t let him hurt, or kill those you loved again. I…did you mean…” The Princess’s words failed her, but before she could speak again, a set of claws gently touched her cheek.

“I meant my new family, my crew….” Galen began, eyes softening. “And you, of course I meant you.”

The Princess’s eyes watered as Galen reached over to hold a set of her claws in his, his palm still resting on her cheek tenderly.

“I’m sorry for not saying it sooner, but admitting it to myself was terrifying.” the prince whispered, managing a smile as a bit of dampness crept into his own gaze.
“I love you, Skystar. I have for a while. I might have the courage to fight some golden demons, but I didn’t have enough to let you know before now. For that, I’m-”

“Don’t you dare say you’re sorry again- not in the same breath as admitting that.” Skystar whispered, swiping away a few tears from her eyes. “You’ve been through a lot, Galen. I don’t hold any of that against you.” a soft laugh left her beak, the Princess letting go of his claws to wrap the Prince up in a tight hug. “Kind of hard to hold that sort of thing against someone you love.”

She felt Galen stiffen, and the hippogriff pulled back slightly, looking into his shocked eyes.
“Of course, I love you too Galen. I’m just happy I can finally share that with you.”

The Princess promptly pulled the surprised gryphon into a kiss, warmth flooding Skystar’s frame as Galen wrapped his arms around her in return. A happy sigh left her beak as the gryphon’s chest rose and fell against her own, the Prince eventually breaking the kiss to caress her cheek with his.

“I love you Skystar, I just-” Galen shook his head, resting his forehead against hers.
“I don’t really have the words. I’m just so happy I have you.” the gryphon held Skystar’s claws in his own, the hippogriff tightening her now one-armed hug as Galen reached up to rest a palm against her cheek. “What else can I say? You’re one of the most incredible individuals I’ve ever known, you’ve been there for me through thick and thin, and to think that you love me, the mess that I am…”

A tender kiss interrupted his words, Skystar giggling softly.
“I love you because you’re you- mess and all. And if I recall, you’ve been there for me plenty of times.”

“So, call it even?” Galen teased, Skystar nodding as she rested her head against his shoulder.

“Of course, even if I did save your butt more than vice versa…”

Galen laughed, hugging his hippogriff tighter.
“Maybe in more ways than one…”

“Awww.”

Skystar was quiet for a time, simply snuggling close in the embrace of the onegriff she loved the most, a smile refusing to leave her beak.
“Hey Galen?”

“Hmm?”

She pulled back slightly, looking into a pair of adoring eyes that still set her heart aflame.
“You’ve shown me your world, Galen. When I go back to Mount Aris tomorrow, I’d like to show you mine.”

Galen nodded, words almost failing him as Skystar leaned into his embrace once again.
“I’d like nothing more, Sky.”

The pair didn’t say many more words, only relaxing in each other’s arms as the moon traveled upwards. The last thing each of them heard from the other for the night were three words, always accompanied by a smile.

“I love you.”

Author's Note

Sorry for the slightly later chapter; but things winding down! And we get some closure and some sweet moments =)

AND THEY FINALLY SAID IT! IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU TWO! :rainbowkiss:
Stay tuned for the Epilogue!

Epilogue

Skystar turned the small blue gem over her claws, a thoughtful smile twitching at her beak. She looked out from the upper levels of the palace, watching the hustle-and-bustle of Mount Aris below her and in the distance, hippogriffs and other creatures going about their day under the sun.

Her home had been secured months ago, and the Ashen now mingled freely with the inhabitants, eager to see the world now without fear of their greatest enemy. Negotiations and contracts had been hammered out; and embassies for the Ashen had continued to crop up in many nations. For Mount Aris, a permanent portal was active for their new friends; a smaller version having been placed in a side-room for Skystar’s use on her daily trips.

The Princess smiled, a warm glow in her chest arriving with that final thought. The personal portal had been a semi-regular event at first, but then over the months had turned into a routine way of visiting. Galen would have breakfast with her, they’d then disperse for their various duties, and then have dinner and an evening together, alternating between Anthracite and Mount Aris. That was most days at least, but as the tasks has decreased, lunch and afternoons had been added to the mix. Half the time in one kingdom, half in the other.

For all intents and purposes, they spent most time together other than nights….which led to the current state of affairs. She looked at the gem again, recalling her mother’s simple reply to her plans.

‘I just want you to be happy, my little seaweed wrap.’ Novo had whispered, wrapping her daughter in a hug. ‘And if being forever with him does that, then I’ll give every blessing I can to you two.’

Almost as though on cue, Ley shimmered into existence, the kirin’s eyes flickering to Skystar.

“Thanks for coming, Ley. I just wanted a final check of it- nerves and all.” Skystar admitted. The kirin simply smiled, touching the blue gem with a nod.

“Same result. Keep him safe, Skystar.” Ley’s voice had been slow to get used to, but now barely even registered as a different tone to the hippogriff, having consulted her on numerous occasions.

‘They’re certain?’ Novo had asked, as Skystar showed her the gem.

‘Ninety-nine point nine, and then about ten more nines, percent sure. I’ve had the gem for two months now…and apparently I’ve acclimated to the energy perfectly. The transition should be near-seamless.’ Skystar had explained.

‘I’m just happy for you, Skystar. You’ll forgive me for being a bit e-emotional. It’s a big step to accept that my daughter is finally-Oh your father would be so proud, and I most certainly am. My little girl has grown up so much.’

‘I love you, Mom.’

‘I love you too- and you’ll always been my little seaweed wrap.’

Spreading her wings, Skystar flew down to a secluded area of the gardens; her and Galen’s usual meeting place for lunch. On landing, she opened a different box, looking at the item inside with a smile. It was a big step- now she just had to figure out when to take it.

A big step indeed, but one I can’t wait to take.

Nodding to a guard, Galen trotted through the portal in his private section of the castle, taking a deep breath to calm his nerves. The past months had been a whirlwind; yet Skystar had made traversing all the political rabble all the easier.

Not sure why I’m nervous…well, I KNOW why.

The true nerve-wracking moment had been a few weeks ago; during a private audience with Queen Novo. It had been a simple request for her blessing, based on a question.

And Novo had stared at him with a steely gaze at first, finally breaking down and letting out a laugh.

‘Prince Galen,’ she had chuckled, waving a claw at him. ‘You fought against a foe that nearly brought my nation to ruin, protected my daughter with your life on multiple occasions, and make her happier than I’ve ever seen. And you have the nerve to ask my blessing for this?’ She had paused, ‘I am almost insulted- because I planned on giving it regardless, for you have more than earned it. However, your courtesy is appreciated. Continue to treat my daughter as you always have, and I have no reason to do anything but wish you my best, and give you every blessing I can.’

Queen Novo was a cheeky one more often than not; that was something Galen had quickly discovered in abundance. She seemed extra tickled however by his request, and that was something he wasn’t entirely sure the reason of.

But no matter. I just hope Sky…

Said words faded as the hippogriff in question came into view, Galen having traversed the palace in Mount Aris and making his way to their private meeting area in the gardens. She turned on hearing him approach, welcoming him with a tight hug as the hippogriff nuzzled her head across his neck.

“Hey there.” she whispered, prompting a chuckle.

“Hello to you too. Light work day? The council is handling most negotiations on my end.”

“Hmm. Same. But there were a few trade agreements that popped up, as did the vetting of a council on our end. But my mom is handling most of that. I get more and more time free, which is nice.”

Galen let out a hum, giving his special somegriff a kiss before settling down to look at the prepared spread of food.

Not sure if I can eat just yet….

“Politics are best dealt with by someone else handling it, honestly.” he mused, prompting an affirming nod.

“Too true. I’m already itching to go…somewhere. I got spoiled when on your ship. So many new places!” Skystar sighed, then gestured to the food. “The cooks had some leftovers; I didn’t want them to make a brand-new thing, especially since it’s still really good.”

Galen nodded, feeling a bit of sweat start to collect under his feathers.
Face down a magical ‘god’, an armada, yet this…

“Galen?”

The gryphon shook his head, reaching over to hold a set of Skystar’s claws tenderly.
“There’s, something I’d like to talk to you about first, before we eat.” he began, and saw a strange recognition in Skystar’s eyes.

“It’s really a simple question, a yes or no. Skystar,” Galen reached up to rest a set of claws on her cheek, a gentle smile on his beak. “You’ve made me happier than I ever thought I could, in so many ways. I look forward to every moment I can walk through the portal, or when you are coming over for dinner, and would like nothing more for that to be a regular occurrence. Well, not just regular, but…life.”

Reaching over to pull a small box from the satchel at his side, Galen swallowed the lump in his throat, opening it to show the simple golden band, a series of small gems set into the metal.
“I love you, Skystar, more than anything. I’d like nothing more than to be at your side every day, through thick and thin…” he let out a nervous but still amused huff. “But I’d say our journey has covered plenty of that too. Skystar, will you marry me?”

A few tears streamed from Skystar’s eyes as she nodded, only able to lean forward into Galen’s arms as she squeaked out a single word.

“Y-yes!”

Galen swept her up and around in his arms, giving her a passionate kiss as dampness intruded into his own gaze. He paused, then seeing Skystar fish out a small box as well, the hippogriff wiping a few tears away.

“I will, I most certainly will! I j-just…”

Galen’s jaw dropped as the hippogriff opened the box, showcasing a similar ring, Skystar’s beaming expression reflecting off of the dark blue metal.

“I’ll marry you, Galen. Will you marry me?”

Staring for a moment, Galen couldn’t help but laugh as he swept her up into another hug, nerves vanishing on the wind.
“Yes, a million times yes!”

Skystar joined in his laughter, pressing her forehead against Galen’s as they settled back down onto the ground.

“You were going to ask me? That explains why your mother was so tickled when I asked for her blessing…” Galen mused, not wanting to let go of Skystar’s claws for an instant.

“She didn’t tell me that- oh that cheeky hippogriff.” Skystar mused, then pausing. “Galen? There’s one more thing I’d like to share.”

“Hmm?”

Skystar pulled out the small blue gem, energy swirling inside the oblong item.
“Ley says there’s basically no chance of the spell failing now.” she explained. “I’ve carried it around for over two months. I told you a while ago, I wasn’t ready to take that eternal step, but now, now I’m sure.”

A sniff caught her attention, and Skystar looked up to see Galen’s shocked gaze, tears streaming down his cheeks.

“Sky? You’re willing to be with me…”

“Forever, Ashen and all.”

Galen could only stare, Skystar walking forward to wrap him up in a tight hug, caressing his cheek with her own.

“I know it has been on your mind, that fear; I’d like nothing more than to put that to rest, forever, because I’m not going anywhere.” she whispered, Galen’s arms wrapping around her torso to pull her close.

“Well, not anywhere without you at least. I’d like to think we’re going to go to a lot of places together.”

“Sky…”

She didn’t say anything further for a time, holding Galen close as decades of fear and pent up worry were beginning to be shaken free from the Prince’s heart.

“You’re willing to do that? Live for however long, be with me….”

Skystar tapped Galen’s beak with a claw, a sly grin on her features.
“Well, I sure didn’t carry this gem around to not do just that. And before you ask, my Mom is just happy that I’m happy. It’s a big step, but I’ve thought about it a lot, obviously.”

She scooted back slightly, holding Galen’s claws in her own.
“You know, when I said that you owed me, or someone else a hug, when we first me, I never thought you’d be so serious about fulfilling that request.” she mused, not able to resist a laugh as Galen smiled, the pair wrapping their arms around each other again.

“And I never thought I’d enjoy completing that request so much.” Galen teased, a giggle Skystar’s response.

“I love you Galen.”

“I love you too, Skystar.”

The pair stayed in each other’s arms for a time, a familiar confidence beginning to creep back into Galen’s frame.

“Hey, Sky,” Galen mused as they put rings on each other’s claws. “I do have a smaller ship, one that I’ve recently had refitted. It’s built for two, and is more of a luxury scout ship…”

Skystar’s entire face lit up, freckles almost leaping off her cheeks in anticipation.

“Well, I guess the question is, where do you want to go for the honeymoon? And after that?”

Skystar let out an excited squeak, wings flaring as she hopped up and down.
“With you? Anywhere!”

Holding her claws in his, Galen was all smiles as he looked upwards to the shining sun, and then back to the hippogriff that made his heart glow all the brighter.
“Then we’ll set sail for the stars!”

-The End-

Author's Note

And thus concludes the tale of Galen and Skystar! I believe an appropriate quote would be 'To infinity, and beyond!'
Got a bit emotional writing the last few paragraphs...this has been quite a journey!

This was a blast to write, and I hope everyone enjoyed it! Many thanks to everyone who offered constructive feedback, and I'd love to see you all in another story!

Sincerely,
-RB

Chapter One: A Well Earned Rest.

“Gears.” The diminutive hedgehog grunted, his small form eclipsed by the dark metal steam pipes he was currently examining on his back. “Gears!” He stated again, holding out a set of claws and waving them expectantly.

“That is your name, yes.” A dark grey gryphon chuckled, a rather cheeky grin spreading across his beak that matched the mirth in his ocean blue eyes.

“GIVE ME THE STUPID-”

The gryphon finally passed the small engineer a small satchel of parts- the hedgehog quickly slotting the parts into a small gearbox nestled in the steam pipes. Scooting out from under the assembly, Gears glared up at the still-chuckling gryphon indignantly, the small hedgehog’s anger losing quite a bit of bite due to his head quills barely passing the other creature's elbow.

“Captain or not, I will stab your rump with a quill someday.” The hedgehog grumbled as he hefted the small satchel and scrambled up onto the gold-colored pipes. “Or maybe I’ll just turn off the hot water for your cabin…”

“Love you too, Gears.” Captain Galen snickered as he examined the piping network in front of him. His furry yet feather-tufted tail flicked back and forth in thought as he eyed the repaired gearbox. Well at least we have full steam pressure to rudders again. Trying to maneuver without it was getting on my nerves.

“Oi. Galen, we’re coming up to that pony outpost, probably ten minutes out.” Gears called from down the cramped maintenance shaft. More pipes lined the small tunnel through the guts of the airship, and a few blue crystals glowed with a cheery aura every few meters. The occasional hiss of steam was eclipsed by a dull hum as power flowed through the conduits embedded in the metal and wood shell of the ship.

“Thank you- I guess I’d better check in on our friend in a moment.” Galen called, watching as the small hedgehog scrambled back up a small hatch outside the nearest door. Guess I’d better make sure our guest is comfortable- and knows this is a one way trip. But first…

Making his way out of the maintenance shaft, Galen hauled himself into one of the main hallways. Dark wood laced with metal reinforcements pattered all sides- the hallway clearly built with both ascetic and integrity in mind.
Hallway Picture Reference

Forgoing the rooms towards the prow of the vessel, the gryphon scrambled up the latter and into the bright sun. As a cool breeze whipped at his grey and black feathers, Galen couldn’t help but laugh with delight. As the noon day sun reflecting off the metal reinforcements of the ship, the scorched ground of the badlands sped by beneath the agile vessel.

A recommissioned Storm King ship, it was more than adequate for his small crew and various assignments. With the main control and steering functions at the stern, two large connecting pillars marked the middle and prow of the ship that led to the massive bladder contained above them. Thanks to a mesh of science and magic, the hybrid helium and magic-infused bladder kept the entire ship aloft with ease. The wood of the deck, like most of the passageways, was banded with metal reinforcements. There were however a few areas on the sides meshing to solid plating.

Walking to a railing, Galen watched the ground continue to speed by- flicking a nearby mineral chunk with a claw. Blue lighting crystals hung in secured metal lanterns on the mast and other essential areas of the deck; mainly the two masts, the side railings, and near the cabin and control assembly on top of it. Two wood and fabric stabilizing rudders on either side of the prow of the ship were matched by much larger rudder wings on either side of the stern.

A dull rumble ran through the ship as it maneuvered towards a set of distant taller mountains- the inklings of civilization becoming visible in the distance. Now walking to the stern, Galen peered over the back railing with an approving nod.
Set in between the wings and secured onto the stern of the ship, some large, circular crystal domes were centered against the hull. Two powerful steam driven turbines in the depths of the ship spun the propellers on either side of the stern- the excess hot air from the engines either used to heat water for showers and cooking or expelled behind the ship.
Ship Reference (2-3x larger and lighter colors)
Emblazoned with golden metal lettering on either side of the dark wooden prow, the Crystal Hail cast occasional smatterings of light on the rising rock pillars on either side of the ship as they ventured through a low mountain range. The beginnings of the Macintosh hills began to rise from the barren badlands steadily, the budding reddish orange rock peaks clawing towards the bright blue sky.

“Hey, Gears, give her a bit more juice, will you?” Galen called into the small communication crystal on his left wrist. Set with a series of five other small bit-sized crystal devices, it blinked as a familiar hedgehog’s voice replied from the half-gauntlet.

“Aye aye Captain!”

With the soft hum of crystal projectors, an earth pony snapped into existence next to Galen, raising an eyebrow at the amused captain as the airship smoothly accelerated. Standing about half the height of a normal pony, the individual was composed of bright blue light- sparkling much like those in the Crystal Empire did, except in a more permanent and intricate fashion.

“Are you giving me a challenge Captain? Maneuvering the ship among these mountain ranges at such a speed?” The ship’s primary pilot asked, prompting Galen to chuckle as the gryphon nodded to the energy projection.

“Would I ever do such a thing to you, Alabaster?"

“You would, and you have.” The arcane pony replied, a smile now twitching at his lips.

“Not that I mind of course. I did mean to give the rudders a bit of a stress test to make sure they’re still flexible after yesterday’s storm. We’ll be at the guard station within a few minutes then. I assume you’ll be checking on our esteemed guest?”

Galen nodded, waving to Alabaster as he vanished into the bowls of the ship’s conductive circuitry. Looking over the main steering wheel and console positioned above the main cabin, Galen inspected the similar setup inside the enclosed room before heading back into the ship’s depths. Climbing down a ladder once again, the gryphon took a breath before continuing onward steadily. The few rooms in from of him were some of their cargo storage areas- and beyond that, behind a rather heavy door…

“Ah, my illustrious captain, so good to see you again!” A bright red earth pony crowed, all limbs bound together with heavy iron shackles behind a three-sided metal cage, the large door securely locked. The airship shivered slightly, the craft slowing as they approached the pony trading outpost on the edge of the badlands. Once docked, there should be a few guards to handle the transfer of such individuals. The gryphon didn’t say anything at first- simply sitting down on a bench and looking at the prisoner impassively. The red pony returned the gaze for a few moments before finally letting out an annoyed sigh.

“If you’re trying to intimidate me, it isn’t working.” He grumbled, finally looking at the gryphon with a shred of annoyance after a minute. “Ok, what?”

“We are about to the hand off point- and that typically is the time criminals try something stupid. That has been true in the past at least.” The gryphon stated, the pony rolling his eyes with a smile.

“Why would I ever try something? I’ve been captured, my plans foiled. I’m sure you’ll never see me again.” He sighed with an exaggerated pout on his features, the expression quickly shifting to a rather feral grin, a scar on one of his cheeks giving the appearance of a wider smirk. “I suppose that’s a lie; we know how this game goes. This is the third time we’ve met under these lovey circumstances after all. So, give me a few months and I suppose this entire thing will start again. I’ll escape and get to have my fun, and then more payment for you!” He chuckled.

Galen simply shook his head. “This is strike three, Knife Edge.” The gryphon growled, looking over the cell as the pony grinned.

“Strikes? What is this, a playground game?” Knife remarked, rolling his eyes once again.

“If we were under gryphon law, or a few other nations for that matter, you wouldn’t be talking to me right now.” Galen replied, prompting the pony to laugh.

“But that’s the best part isn’t it! I fall under Equestria law, which means a nice cell for me for the rest of my days- or at least until they can decide what to do with me. I hear the death penalty is extremely unpopular in Canterlot! But perhaps they’d make an exception for little old me…” He chuckled, the pony then tilting his head curiously.

“Hmm. If not for that, what? You’d have killed me? That’s rich.” Knife chuckled, shaking his head dismissively. “I doubt it. You don’t have a killing feather on your body, Captain.” He sneered, leaning back against the bulkhead and examining an iron shackle.

“Us ponies usually don’t- yet I somehow find it so exhilarating! And even after so many dead, they want to try and rehabilitate me. ‘Give him another chance, maybe he’s changed.’ Or ‘We’ll just keep him locked up away from everypony’. I almost find it amusing! You aren’t like me though, you can’t kill- despite what rumors may say about you.” The gryphon stayed silent, prompting Knife to continue, continuing to watch the impassive Captain curiously.

“So, what is the purpose of this talk anyhow? You can’t kill me, you certainly won’t, so why come down here?
Calmly walking into the cell and unlocking it with a key in his side satchel, Galen held Knife’s left forelimb in an iron grip, prompting the pony to thrash and curse. “What are you-ARG!” The pony cried, a searing pain igniting on his left forelimb. Burning with bright blue fire, a small area of fur sparked and smoldered. Within seconds, a small, bit-sized symbol was branded onto his skin.

“What was that for?!” He hissed, Galen then locking the cell up and staring at Knife once again.

“Did you know the bounty specified you alive?

The pony froze, a bit of hair on the back of his neck starting to prickle. The gryphon’s demeanor had abruptly changed- two predatory eyes now watching the pony’s every movement. The seal on his left forelimb sparked with powerful magic- at least confirming a rumor the killer thought naught but hearsay.

“W-what?” The killer asked, waving a set of hooves in disagreement. “No, it was dead or alive. There’s no way-”

“It was alive, strangely enough. Despite murdering families and foals alike, the Equestrian government wanted you alive. At least for now.”

There was a dull clanking that echoed throughout the ship as various docking arms clamped onto the side, and the dull sound of armored hooves rumbled through the decks. The murder’s cocky demeanor sprang another leak on seeing Galen casually examined his claw.

“Dead wasn’t really an option if we wanted payment. Do you really think I’d have gone all this trouble to haul your sorry hide if it wasn’t necessary? So, alive you are.”

Knife didn’t respond to that, his mind churning through the information. Something about the gryphon now seemed off. His tone was almost casual, as if the killer was nothing more than some vendor at a mall. Where is the uneasiness? The deep primal fear of being near a killer? Why is he not-

“You barely got to experience them- but the Badlands are a different beast. If not for the bounty, you’d be dead. The next time you want to try and break out, remember that.” Galen added, gesturing to the brand on the pony’s arm. “That’s really fascinating magic actually. It can be tracked through nearly any circumstance and is almost impossible to remove. Not only by the Equestrian government though, but also by me.”

As the guards clanked down the hallway behind the pair, the red pony looked up at the gryphon curiously, brown eyes widening in disbelief. “You wouldn’t have killed me, right? Normal creatures don’t do that so casually! You aren’t a killer!” Knife said in shock as the gryphon simply smiled, a very unfamiliar uneasy shiver running down the murderer’s spine. “You’re not-” Knife’s words cut off as four royal guards entered the makeshift brig, Galen handing the ponies a stack of papers.

“He’s all yours. I assume the payment is given at the main station?”

The guards grunted- clearly not enjoying being around a bounty hunter as they encased Knife Edge in a magical bubble, levitating him out of the ship.

“You didn’t answer my question! Would you have killed me?” Knife yelled, Galen simply waving.

The gryphon then took a deep breath as the bulkhead closed, leaning his forehead against a metal plate on the wall. Letting out a shiver and scrubbing his arms with the other, Galen acted as though he was shaking off an invisible poison before opening the door again and venturing down the hall. A large burly gryphoness poked her tan head out of a nearby store room, gesturing to the retreating guards.

“Hey Capt. So, our lovely slimy cargo is gone?” Tilly Sandfeather asked, receiving a nod from the younger gryphon.

“Thankfully. I’m going to pick up the bounty and let your mate enter the numbers for our accounts. Hopefully it will be worth the trouble.” Galen mused, his second in command letting out a chuckle.

“If the amounts are the same, it’ll be enough for a nice vacation.”

Walking with the sturdy gryphon, the captain nodded knowingly. “I get the message, Tilly- everyone is due for a vacation. Three bounties before this, and then two long supply runs? And then that nasty storm which cost us a large repair bill…I think a vacation is in order. We’ll head to Klugetown to get our bearings and relax for a bit. I need to check up on the medical center there if that’s alright with the crew.” Galen mused, Tilly nodding in agreement.

“We’re with you, Captain. Let’s get that bounty cashed and get on our way first. I never liked the idea of having money I can’t see or touch. This new thing of getting checks to be deposited doesn’t feel right. Give me gold coin any day of the week.”

Galen couldn’t help but chuckle, his previous jovial demeanor returning briefly. “Is that why you married an accountant? So he can deal with all that unsavory financial stuff?” He quipped, prompting a deep laugh from Tilly.

“It’s a perk, that’s to be sure!”

Waving to the gryphoness, Galen made his way to the main deck of the airship. Taking a breath in the bright sunlight, the gryphon padded to the edge of the deck, leaning on a metal railing next to the primary gangplank as four familiar guards levitated a certain disgruntled pony farther down the wooden dock.

Built into one of the many Macintosh Mountains, the Equestrian trading outpost served as both a replenishment station for airships heading to the badlands and as a small guard outpost. Stone and wooden towers wrapped around the small rock peak, numerous docks and buildings providing access for airships seeking to trade in the marketplace inside the caverns.

The payment office however was quite close- a squat red rock square nestled into the cliff face where the wooden dock entered one of the many large mountain tunnels. Nodding to the two bored guard ponies standing by the wooden door, Galen walked up to the barred counter and passed over the paperwork. With a cursory glance and then a huff, the tan colored pony behind the security bars passed over a large sealed envelope. Slitting it open with a set of claws, Galen examined the amount and smile. Waving to the bounty officer, the gryphon made his way back to the main wooden dock where his ship sat waiting.

Walking down the metal gangplank, Galen took a deep breath and looked over the ship, the flag of more than one nation fluttering at the top of the mast.

“Shall I ready the ship for departure?” Alabaster’s voice called out, the gryphon turning to address the ethereal earth pony standing to his side.

“That would be great, Al. How are things?”

The pony chuckled, the low hum of power crystals activating starting to vibrate through the deck.
“All systems are up and running. My better half is down in the engineering systems tweaking the settings Gears opened up with that repair.”

Nodding in approval, Galen grinned on seeing a thin gryphon meander out from the main cabin area. Dark blue in color, grey splotches covered the other gryphon’s chest and flank as a pair of yellow eyes locked onto Galen. “Ah, you have the check?” He asked, the captain handing the envelope over.

“Good to see you too, Pergin, and yes, it’s a bit over the amount agreed upon actually. I guess they decided to tip us.”

The gryphon let out a huff, nodding and setting the envelope in a satchel that hung near his breast. “I’ll get it entered then. I do hope it’s enough to pay for a vacation.” He grumbled, prompting Galen to wave a set of claws dismissively.

“Your wife already reminded me, and yes, we are set for one. Current course is to Klugetown for a week of relaxation.”

The accountant’s eyes narrowed, gruff demeanor softening for a brief moment. “I do hope that includes you too, Sir.”
Galen nodded, but then shrugged his wings.

“Eh. I’ll try, but I need to double check the medical center. So far the new staff are handling things well. The local guard actually reported a reduction in crime again.”

Pergin let out a wry huff, starting to make his way back to the cabins. “Almost as though bringing structure and assistance to an unlawful place is a good thing…I’ll get this entered, Captain.”

“See you later, Pergin.”

As the hum reached a low rumble, Galen looked over to one of the blue crystals and nodded.

“Alabaster? Take us out please.”

A group of guard ponies watched from the dock as the odd airship hummed to life- the two steam turbines slowly spinning up to power. The gangplank was about to be retracted when-

“Hey! Are you guys going to Klugetown?” A small blue pony called, carrying a simple cardboard box with a lit horn.

“Hold on, Al." Galen hopped to the edge of the gangplank and nodded, now seeing the unicorn was a colt no more than seven years of age. “We are, what can we do for you?”

The pony held up the box, a name and address crudely scrawled on the package. “My mom is getting treated in the medical place there. My dad helped me write the name of the room on it! Can you deliver it there?” The colt then began to levitate a few coins from a pouch around his neck.

“No charge. I have to check up on the medical building anyways- so I’ll just drop it off.” Galen explained, the colt happily jumping up and down.

“Thank you thank you!” He beamed, stepping back as the airship turbines continued to spin up. Galen set the package down carefully- lashing it to the deck with a spare bit of rope before waving to the colt.

“Hmm. Sir? It appears we have a challenger…” Alabaster quipped, gesturing to the right of the airship, about the same time a loud voice boomed over the airspace.

“Ahoy bounty hunters! Don’t suppose you’d be up for a wager? Or is that money too clean for you!” The pony captain bellowed through an amplification crystal- his own airship also of storm king design- but clearly refurbished and improved upon. Judging from the flags it flew, the Equestrian government had officially enlisted it as a military trading vessel…
Hmmmm.

Padding over to the railing, Galen grabbed a voice-enhancing crystal from a slot bolted to one of the masts. “We’re heading to Klugetown- a bit of a trip. You sure that thing can stand the long haul?”

The novice captain apparently forgot to move the crystal away from his mouth as some grumblings erupted from his lips.
Something about scummy gryphons and their crew to be sure… “We will hold up fine! A race then? First to Klugetown buys the other crew’s rations for a day?” The other captain retorted, causing Galen to shrug. To the gryphon’s amusement, he saw a few ponies on the deck of the other ship shaking their heads, gesturing to the captain. Oh. That ruins a bit of the fun- they must have raced us before under a different ship.

“Considering your crew is three times the size of mine, it seems like a bit of a lopsided wager. How about we get a one minute second head start?” Galen replied, looking over and seeing Alabaster snickering off to the side. In a long-term race if our speeds were evenly matched, thirty seconds could win it. ‘If.’

“A fair bet then! Well feel free to take off whenever you get that old thing going!” The pony called, then turning back to consult with his crew.

“…That captain clearly doesn’t realize that our ships are within a year or two of the same manufacture date.” Alabaster grumbled, then perking up as Galen waved a set of claws.

“Well, time for a bit of a show then. We wouldn’t want our package to the medical center to be delayed, now would we?”

Alabaster grinned as Gears’ voice chimed in from the communications crystal mounted to one of the masts.

“I couldn’t help but overhear, Captain, we about to have a race?”

Galen grinned, casually making his way to the outside wheel assembly and angling the airship away from the dock. With a few crystal and metal consoles to either side of the wheel, the outdoor area was perfect when the weather allowed. A similar section was just below him in the cabin- except sheltered from the elements.

Pushing the turbines to barely a fourth of their capacity, Galen couldn’t help but smile. “They were kind enough to give us a head start. Gears, when they start to pull ahead, slowly increase the steam turbines until we are holding steady with them, if you would like to do the honors.”

A rather sinister chuckle reverberated from one of the consoles, the gryphon imagining the hedgehog rubbing his clawed hands together eagerly. “Aye aye!”

A crystal pony then popped her head above deck- then cast a glance behind the airship curiously. “Ah. We are on our way to Klugetown?” Staunch Gauze asked curiously, her green coat shining in the sun.

“Indeed. But we’re engaging in a bit of friendly competition first.” Galen explained, causing the crew’s medic to roll her eyes.

“Who are we going to humiliate this time?”

“Um…Equestria’s navy.” The gryphon muttered, prompting the pony to smack a hoof to her face.

“Seriously?”

“Hey, they asked for it! Literally!”

Staunch waved a hoof as she climbed down the ladder to the main deck, Galen not missing the amused smile on her face as she vanished from view.

Only been a few years and she’s fitting in perfectly. Certainly a permanent member.
Now then… Their head-start time now elapsed, the Crystal Hail was quickly overtaken by the Equestrian navy transport, quite a few ponies waving as their airship sped by.

Galen watched as their own speed expertly matched the other transport- until the Equestrian ship was running at full power. Huh. They must have upgraded their engines- their steam turbines are almost as good as ours. At least I know our backup propulsion is up to par.

Gears clambered out of a hatch- a set of crystal gauntlets on his arms as he steadied himself. The product of a certain tinkering hedgehog, the crystal dials let him control many aspects of the ship outside of the engine room-
In this case, allowing a first-claw viewing of a race.

“Gears, power up our main thrusters please.” Galen called, the hedgehog giggling with delight as he tapped a few crystal buttons on his arm.

The ship slowed down temporarily as the steam turbines shut off. The propeller vanes angled and slid together for storage, letting the other airship zip on ahead with jeering calls. The large half domes set at the stern of the ship now opened up- the purple crystals blooming like the head of a flower. A series of smaller crystals sat nestled inside, now beginning to glow with power and rotate slowly.

“Half power, Gears- let’s leave them in the dust.” Galen grinned, the hedgehog tapping his gauntlet and then holding on.
As the arcane thrusters ignited with a dull roar, the airship jumped forward as the primary propulsion system activated. While rather inefficient, the mana-dependent crystals could send their airship at speeds far exceeding that of the usual steam and coal turbines.

With a wave of his claws, Galen summoned a small viewing portal into existence. Visible on the other side was the true core of the ship, a massive crystal two gryphon-lengths tall and one wide glowing with a dull aquamarine tinge. It pulsed slowly, the energy draw awakening the massive reserve stored within. In time, I hope every ship can be powered like this. But for now, like many things, this isn’t ready for the public to see and experience. Or perhaps vice versa. I’ll probably have to deny another request from the government to examine the workings of it all.

Galen quickly hopped over to the railing, waving heartily at the flabbergasted ponies as their transport ship was left behind. “Sorry to rush! But we have a very important delivery to make!” The gryphon called over a crystal- the reply lost to the wind.

“Oh I never get tired of that. Especially when it’s the pony navy. Did you know they tried to lecture me on how to tune a turbine? Never mind that my method improved on their own, they had to go by an outdated manual!” Gears grumbled, prompting Galen to chuckle.

“To be fair, I don’t think they knew you have experience building them.

“It was still infuriating!”

As the ship soared towards the badlands and Klugetown, Galen settled against the railing with a content smile. A final short delivery, and then a good solid week of relaxation. My crew has certainly earned it. Then again, they might tie me to a bed to make sure I take some time off too. I wouldn’t expect any less of family though.

The gardens of Canterlot Castle were known for their immaculate beauty and serenity. Green trees and flowering shrubs of all types were carefully curated and sculpted to offer a scene of peaceful tranquility. Sitting at a secluded and removed granite table, two rulers sipped cups of warm tea as their guards stood outside an invisible shielding spell. Their words and motions muffled to any outside, the location and spell offered a nice break from a stuffy conference room and far from prying eyes.

Celestia watched the hippogriff ruler sitting across from her at the peaceful garden table with a cautious eye. Queen Novo was the perfect figure of an impassive and put together individual-Yet thousands of years gave Celestia an edge.
“So I hear Gyld Ironfeather’s courses are going well. A dozen potential knights every year?” Novo asked, prompting Celestia to nod.

“Indeed. Ever since the defeat of the Ice King, and Gallus being the first knight in centuries, there has been quite an interest. The waiting list is miles long too- ponies, even gryphons too since their own program isn’t up and running yet. On our side, Gyld has limited the program to about four every quarter, and he’s in the process of training some teachers to expand on that.” The Alicorn continued with a slight smile. It had indeed been an interesting seven months- the new interest in what exactly a Knight was having skyrocketed.

Novo let a genuine smile slip- easing Celestia’s worries for a brief moment. At least she can smile, that is progress.
“In fact, the Gryphon Empire even offered to look over our course work for their own combat school. They did request assistance in ‘looking over certain pony terms that may be different.’” Celestia added a few air quotes with her hooves, prompting a slight titter from Novo.

“Sounds like the gryphons just want to copy your program and add a few things but are too stubborn to ask for help.” Novo quipped, prompting a nod from Celestia.

“I’d say that about sums it up. However…” But now to matters at hoof- or in this case, claw.
“Speaking of gryphons and not being willing to ask for help, you are not being honest with me, Novo.” Celestia sighed, prompting a wince from the hippogriff.

“Hmm?”

“That is the sixth cup of ‘relaxing tea’ you’ve had in about twenty minutes, all while we have discussed everything except a most pressing matter. I’m guessing the tea hasn’t helped as much as you hoped.” The Alicorn remarked, prompting Novo’s ears to droop ever so slightly.

“As observant and wise as always, Celestia. I still struggle with what we are discussing today. It is difficult for me to seek help, you know this. I suppose I share that trait with our lovely gryphon allies.” The hippogriff queen admitted.

“Novo, I know more than anyone the burden of ruling a nation suddenly, and alone.” Celestia whispered, prompting a sharp breath from Novo in surprise. Bringing up such a painful memory for both of them was not something the hippogriff expected from Celestia- but perhaps she should have.

“I believe I can relate to your situation more than anyone- yet I can also speak from experience that seeking help when you need it is strength, not weakness. Do not repeat my mistake and close yourself off to those who want to help, who can help.”

Queen Novo was quiet for a few moments, finally sighing. Her shoulders drooped, and she finally relaxed her posture. “I’ve missed these talks, Celestia. I’ve certainly needed them it seems.” Novo muttered, prompting a soft titter from the adjacent Alicorn.

“I have missed them too- but plenty more are to come. I’ve always been here for you- a ten year absence or not. And I always will be your friend. So, I think we’ve dodged around this issue enough.” Celestia added, noting on her last words how Novo nodded in agreement and wrung her claws together slightly.

“Indeed we have, Celestia. To tell you the truth, I haven’t been this scared in a long time. There have been developments…”

Celestia waited, maintaining her strong yet peaceful demeanor as best she could. Seeing her friends suffer always pricked at her heart. Yet while opening up to others was a strength, being strong for them at times was equally important.

“One of my personal guards defected to the opposition group. I’ve known him for almost two decades; he has ensured both my safety and most recently, Skystar’s. My husband oversaw his entrance into the guard back then. And now…” The Queen’s haunted gaze bore into Celestia’s- and the Alicorn only now saw how truly desperate Novo was.

“I am truly out of options, Celestia. I cannot trust the individuals I have depended on to keep myself or my daughter safe. I can get through this with my own strength, I have no doubt of that. But if they get to Skystar, I don’t-” The usually impassive and sarcastic Queen stared at the table, a few fearful tears in her eyes. “I lost my husband Celestia- I can’t lose Skystar. If they capture Sky and use her as leverage, I fear I would cede to their demands. I am not strong enough to endure that. As a queen, yes. But as a mother? No.”

Celestia stayed silent, finally looking out across the edge of the garden. Beyond it, the spires of Canterlot spiraled up into the skyline, the afternoon sun shining brightly overhead. “I felt the same about Twilight as she grew up. I still feel the same pain every time one of my ponies is captured by a rogue group or individual, and negotiations fail.” She whispered, wings drooping slightly. “I cannot understand fully what having a daughter is, but Twilight was as close to that as I can imagine. I feel I would be in the same position were our lives reversed.”

“I’d look much better- thousands of years old and nary a wrinkle on you.” Novo quipped, prompting a slight laugh from Celestia.

“Well you’re still looking lovely, so let us agree to both of those points I suppose.”

Novo nodded, then swallowing nervously as she looked to the other ruler.
“I’ve gone over every option, every other means to keep her safe. Despite that, I always end up with your recommendation being the best, and I don’t like it.” The Queen admitted. “Do you trust him that much?” Novo then asked, eyes then narrowing. “If the life of Twilight were in the balance, would you trust him to keep her safe?”

Celestia paused, her ears flickering back briefly as she ran through idea over and over again.
“If I had no other choice as you do, then yes. There are actually many situations I would even have him be far above a last choice.” She replied, prompting Novo to let out a huff.

“Why? He’s a mercenary, and his crew is no better. While I admit he and his crew have done a great deal of good, they are hardly what comes to mind when you say ‘safe’.”

The Alicorn nodded, but then let a slight smile slip. “But is being a mercenary such a bad thing? Perhaps his work isn’t safe, but he is better equipped than most to keep Skystar safe. If it will ease your mind, I can tell you a few more personal interactions. While yes, I have entrusted numerous bounties to Captain Galen and his crew, I have also hired his services multiple times to transport sensitive cargo among other things. If I read the recent report correctly, he is delivering a package from one of our outposts to the Klugetown medical center free of charge. And the existence of such center was, and is funded by-”

Novo interrupted by waving a set of claws, her eyes narrowed slightly. “You see, that’s just it! In general, individuals outside Equestria just aren’t that generous; well gryphons especially. I do admit they are getting better, but they’re hardly known for hospitality. You know this as well as I do, Celestia- the world is a much harsher place outside our protected kingdoms. Maybe he is just a generous gryphon, but it still all doesn’t add up.” Novo sighed, now looking to Celestia with a cautious gaze in her amethyst eyes. “You are hiding something from me Celestia; something you know about this Captain. I have gone over dozens of reports concerning odd sightings and issues.” The queen then shook her head. “There are quite a few rumors surrounding Captain Galen, many of which are disturbing. You are hiding something, are you not?”

“I am.”

Novo blinked, clearly not having expected such a candid response.
“Then tell me, please. What can you tell me, since it’s clear you are holding back for whatever reason. Please set my mind at ease.”

Celestia took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. The entire situation had her feathers fraying- and knowing a close ally and friend was in trouble… “As I said before, I can tell you that Gyld personally oversaw his combat expertise and vouched for his Grey Order designation. I trust Gyld with my life, as I have many times, so his word carries a great deal of weight. He trained Gallus after all; and I think we can agree that turned out better than imagined. Captain Galen is the only other gryphon Gyld has privately overseen the qualifications of- and no actual combat training was needed other than bookwork apparently.” Celestia’s eyes then twinkled slightly.

“I also know your daughter finds him interesting- that is certainly a positive. Or perhaps that is yet another reason for your hesitation?”

“You are dodging the question.” Novo bit in, feathers ruffled slightly.

Celestia shook her head, then stood a bit taller to meet Novo’s gaze.
“Queen Novo, as co-ruler of Equestria, I cannot divulge certain information on the Captain Galen.”

“You cannot? Or will not?” Novo added, eyes narrowing. Her aggressive stance softened on seeing Celestia shake her head- a shard of sorrow appearing in the Alicorn’s gaze. The Queen snapped her beak shut- surprised to see the calm demeanor of her friend break at the question. Something was behind Celestia’s eyes that gave Novo pause.

“Novo, as your friend, please do not keep asking, because I will give you the same answer. I have made promises I must uphold. What I can tell you is this; I failed him once, and for that we both have paid a heavy price- him more so, much like Luna with Nightmare Moon. I can tell you that while I haven’t recently met him, he is a good and honorable gryphon. I would indeed trust Twilight Sparkle’s life to him, and I feel confident having recommended him to you. He will keep Skystar safe. By all means, test and ask him yourself.”

Novo nodded, the sincerity and undercurrent of pain in Celestia’s voice instantly pricking the other ruler’s heart.
“I am sorry, I didn’t realize it was that sensitive of a matter. Forgive me, Celestia, I am j-just-” The mother hung her head in shame as a few tears slipped from her eyes.

“May I try something? It has often calmed Luna and even Twilight in sour times such as this. It may not be the most royal thing to do though.” Celestia asked, and seeing Novo nod, stepped forward.

The hippogriff sighed as a pair of alabaster wings wrapped around her- a single hoof hugging Novo around the shoulder. She finally let out a soft huff, breaking the hug after a few moments and deep breaths.

“You could have just suggested a hug.” She smiled, Celestia shrugging.

“Oh but what’s the fun in that?”

Nodding in agreement, Queen Novo took a few more deep breaths as she continued to think. “I will trust in your judgement Celestia. I do plan on testing him to be certain.”

“I would expect nothing less. He should be in Klugetown by evening- so tomorrow would be ideal. I just received word that after he dropped off a dangerous pony to the guard, he made a complete fool out of a navy ship. To be fair, I believe they did challenge him to a race.”

Seeing Novo let out a sniff, Celestia gave the other ruler a nudge with her shoulder, managing a comforting smile. “We’ll get through this. You aren’t alone in your efforts, remember that. If you need anything, let me know.”

Queen Novo nodded, then glaring at Celestia and rubbed at her own eyes. “Thank you, Celestia, I will certainly remember that- but ugh now I’ll have that crying puffiness. At least I have a face mask treatment tomorrow morning…” She muttered, prompting a chuckle from Celestia.

“You’ll look fine as always- but I think you have an early dinner to get to. Do feel free to contact me with any further questions or plans. Nobody else knows of course other than Luna. She can be on the lookout in the dream realm for Skystar too.”

Novo nodded, taking a few deep breaths. “Thank you, Celestia- I’ll remember that, take care.”

With a flash of light, Novo vanished, her own teleportation spell boosted by Celestia’s magic to reduce the strain. Once the hippogriff queen was gone, Celestia allowed her wings and shoulders to sag, the ruler shaking her own head sadly. “I wish I could help more, Novo, I truly do.”

A memory flashed to the fore- causing the Alicorn’s heart to ache. A pair of young blue eyes that had bored into her own- overflowing with tears of rage, sorrow, and heartache- And finally understanding. And to think you forgave me Galen; I still am working on that for myself. Now things are reversed in a way. You are Novo’s only option now; Yet unlike her, I don’t see that as a bad thing.

Waving to the two guards outside the private castle section, a yellow feathered hippogriff hopped her way down the halls with a smile. A house within a house- the personal section of the castle was complete with private bedrooms, a kitchen, and a bathhouse among other rooms. And mom wants to cook a dinner together? We haven’t done that in ages! I wonder what’s up?

Skystar’s smile wavered- more from not wanting to dwell on the past disastrous hour, but also due to her mother’s changing demeanor over the past months. She always had been a bit up-tight when it came to managing the kingdom, but that was to be expected! But recently, things had been a bit…weird. This dinner, constantly checking in with me more- I don’t get it. I don’t like it. I mean, I do love being close to her- but she’s acting worried. Worried about what though?

Skystar frowned, getting out a few ingredients in the stone-carved kitchen before sitting on a chair.
Something is up. I don’t know what, but something is different. I swear I almost saw her cry when she left for a meeting yesterday. That’s not my mom! Not normally. Changeling? No. Stressed due to some goings-on with the kingdom? Possibly. Maybe a bad set of negotiations or something… Letting out a huff, Skystar put other speculative thoughts on hold. She’d just ask when her mom got here.

Hello Skystar!

“Hey, Sheldon, is Shelly upstairs?” Novo asked to the silent clam that sat on the counter, going back to organizing the ingredients for the dinner.

Yup! How was your date?

“Ugh. Don’t want to talk about it- you’ll hear when I explain to mom.” The hippogriff groaned.
That bad?

“That. Bad.”

But at least you get to make dinner with your mom! That’s fun right?

“Yeah, but it’s weird. I know something is up, but she won’t tell me!”

That’s odd. I mean, you’ve been taking classes on how to rule, so shouldn’t you know what stuff is going on?

“I guess so. But Mom already knows it’s not exactly my favorite topic. I really hope she’s not keeping stuff hidden because she’s disappointed in me.”

You’ve been acing your classes though!

“Just because I understand how to do something doesn’t mean I want to!”

Oh. This again. Sorry.

Skystar let out a huff, blowing a rogue teal feather off her face. “It’s ok, Sheldon. It has come up a few more times recently, but it’s hard telling your Mom, who is also the Queen you don’t want to-” There was a soft ‘pop of a teleportation spell, and Skystar poked her head out of the kitchen and waved.“Hi Mom!” She called out, the other hippogriff walking over to give Skystar a brief hug.

“And how is my little seaweed wrap?” Novo chuckled, prompting a groan from Skystar.

“Moooooooooom…

“Oh! I see you got the ingredients out! Fantastic! We haven’t done this for ages you know.” Novo remarked, then pausing as Skystar scuffed the stone with her furred claws.

“Mom? I know there’s stuff going on.” Skystar whispered, prompting Novo to look over curiously. “I know you aren’t telling me a lot of stuff- but can you at least tell me something? I miss making dinner like this with you, but I know something is prompting all this.”

Novo blinked, a smile sliding onto her features ever so slightly. “And once again I have greatly overestimated my ability to put on a convincing front to you. I am sorry, Skystar.” She sighed, sitting down on the larger of the stone benches near the kitchen counter. “It isn’t fair to keep you in the dark- but doing so I thought might keep you safe, and I still think that. You know the plan I floated to the upper nobles’ months and months ago?”

Skystar’s brow furrowed, then nodding in agreement. “Oh! Yea, the one about forming a council? Splitting up the kingdoms into smaller divisions and letting more creatures have their say! Well, through another representative, right? You’d still have power to override half the council, but they’d be able to override your views on stuff. Well, usually. It’s a lot more complicated, but did I get it about right?”

Novo chuckled, impressed at the accuracy of her daughter’s recollection. “That about sums it up, yes. But that idea is not popular with quite a few of the nobles. Since it technically would reduce my power and split it up, that reduces their ability to influence things. What was one creature to bribe and coerce now became a few. Some have actually split off to try and rally against the measure, and it’s causing me quite a bit of extra stress.” The queen explained calmly. Despite her outwardly calm demeanor, Novo was struggling to not let her inner fears show.

Forgive me, Skystar. I can’t tell you even a fraction of what is going on. The threats, the ransom demands, individuals banding together to secede, a possible coup- but to name a few. I hope this bit of truth suffices.

“Hmm. That doesn’t sound good…no wonder you’ve been stressed.” Skystar mused, ears flattening briefly. She padded forward and gave her mother a hug, a tentative smile on her beak. “You’ve handled stuff like that before though, and it turned out fantastic! So I know you’ll do great as always.” Skystar then paused, head tilting slightly. “Um, if I may ask, why did you forward that proposal in the first place? I love the idea, but it seemed to be out of nowhere.”

Novo’s fears took a back seat as the queen leaned back slightly and examined her claws nonchalantly. “Why, because of you of course.”

“Bwa?!” Skystar squawked, prompting a laugh from her mother.

“Skystar, did you really think I didn’t notice? All these years of you excelling at your classes, yet very little interest in ruling a kingdom other than when assigned?” Novo quipped, seeing her daughter’s wings droop.

“I’m sorry Mom. I really am trying to find it interesting.” Skystar whispered. “I know that’s how it has always worked- your mom training you for this, and before that, and so on. I really am trying…”

“Skystar, I am indeed rather ashamed.” Novo remarked, standing up with a shake of her head. However, before Skystar could process her words fully and be slammed with a wall of guilt, Novo let a smile slip onto her beak. “I am ashamed that you would think hiding such an obvious fact from your own mother would work.”

Skystar promptly married her head to the stone counter with a sigh, letting out a slight groan. “That was mean, Mom.” She grumbled, prompting Novo to laugh.

“Oh but so worth it. I’ve been planning that for months!” The Queen chuckled, then patting her daughter on the back. Sitting next to her grumbling offspring, Novo’s voice took on a more somber tone.

“I know you don’t want my position, Skystar.” She whispered, letting out a slight sigh. “I won’t lie to you- I am a bit disappointed, but that can’t be helped when finding out a child has a different wish or view than what the parent intended. But you being happy overrides that by fathoms.”

Skystar frowned, shaking her head as a bit of dampness welled up in her eyes. “I really want to make you proud though- and it just seems so selfish.”

“Selfish? I suppose it can seem that way. But that doesn’t consider there being an alternative to a Queen.” Novo mused, tapping her claws in thought. “If there was no other option and it would ruin the nation, I suppose it would be a bit selfish for you to not take up the mantle. But neither of those are true, not even close. Furthermore, do you think being a miserable Queen would make me proud? I already am proud of you.” Novo replied, prompting Skystar’s beak to open- and then close.

“…oh. Wait, you are?”

“Mmmhmmm, of course I am. I’d rather you not be a queen and be happy, than fake your way through it. That wouldn’t last long anyways, not with the stress of the crown.”

Nodding briefly, Skystar flopped a bit more onto the stone table with a relieved breath. “I imagined this going a lot worse.” She mumbled, prompting another laugh from Novo.
“It would have gone worse if I didn’t know. Your father knew pretty quickly actually, all those years ago.”

Skystar’s ears perked up- it was rare her mother mentioned him anymore, and the times that she did, it was always worth paying attention.

Novo leaned back on the bench, her eyes growing a bit dreamy as she delved into the memory.
“I thought your name, while beautiful and a perfect fit, was a slightly odd choice for someone destined for the crown. Does the sky and the stars seem like a place to rule a kingdom from?” Novo asked, prompting her daughter to shake her head. “I thought not. Your father saw it so quickly. You were so curious about everything! After mastering the castle layout, you proceeded to find ways to leave, despite barely being able to run! It was always something new, something different. He often rocked you to sleep in view of the stars.”

Skystar’s throat closed up slightly, the hippogriff nodding. “I remember that.” She whispered, Novo giving Skystar a hug.

“Risus told me a few times- ‘Novo, our daughter might not want the crown. What do we do then?’ I brushed off the idea, but now…”

Skystar stayed silent, remembering strong arms holding her close, a melodic somewhat gruff voice reading bedtime stories.

“And, he was right. So many times, I miss-” The queen’s voice trailed off.

“I miss him too, Mom.” Skystar whispered, feeling her mother take a shaking breath.

“He’d be proud of you, shell friends and all you know.” Novo added, prompting a sniffle from Skystar.

“S-same of you, running everything so well. That has been hard- I can tell.” The younger hippogriff replied, prompting Novo to let out a soft sigh.

“Thank you Skystar.” She whispered, then smiling slightly.

“I do think he’d be annoyed that we’re focusing on the sad part of his memory, rather than the happy though. That was a big thing of his- always looking on the bright side.” The Queen remarked, feeling Skystar nod in her arms.

“So what do you say we make some dinner?”

A final squeeze, and Skystar nodded to gesture to the ingredients.
“I like that idea. I think I got everything.” She added, Novo humming as she looked over everything, then retrieving a few spices from a cupboard. “Buuuut you forgot the seasoning! We’ll certainly need that.” She chuckled, tail swishing in thought as the hippogriff started the oven. “Let’s see, first we need to make the dough. Seaweed wraps and some fish pastries right?” Novo asked, Skystar nodding agreement.

“Yup! I think it’ll taste good! Maybe try some different seasonings. They can get bland after a while.”

The Queen hummed, quickly mixing the dough ingredients together in a bowl as Skystar smoothed out the seaweed.
“You probably know what I want to ask about- sooooooo? How did it go?” Novo asked, then wincing as Skystar let out a rather annoyed huff.

“Well, it happened, and I didn’t throw him out a window.” The princess grumbled, prompting a sigh from her mother.

“Ouch. That bad? What happened?” Novo then held up a set of claws and shook her head.

“If you don’t want to say, I get it. I’m just surprised. Filtin was the least ‘noblely’ of the nobles. That’s why I was looking forward to hearing things went well. I know up tight and stuffy doesn’t mix well with you, but he seemed promising.” The Queen mused, frowning as Skystar sighed, attacking a large lump of dough with her claws.

“It honestly was going well! Like, he actually seemed like a nice guy! Laid back, easy going, and actually interested in things not in Mount Aris or Seaquestria! Erm, ok that sounds a bit bad…” Skystar sighed, prompting a titter from her mother.

“I get what you mean, Sky. So? It sounds like it was going well?”

The younger hippogriff nodded, a slight frown meandering onto her freckled features.
“Yeah. It was…but after an hour, he started to change. He started to brush off most of what I said, always spinning the topic back to him, that sort of thing.”

Novo then saw her daughter blush, and the Queen felt a familiar premonition of needing to smack a noble…
“And then there was the comment of how my hips weren’t really child-bearing ones, but he’d be willing to overlook that and try anyways.”

Queen Novo’s left eye twitched as she looked at her daughter incredulously. “Please tell me he did not say that. Please tell me that wet feather mop did not say…” She muttered, massaging her left temple with a knurled claw.

“Wish I could. And the funny part is he seemed surprised when I thanked him for the date and walked off without a backwards glance.” Skystar concluded, flopping her head onto the table with a groan.

“I was more surprised than anything. Like, the other nobles I at least expected something like that. But this guy actually seemed nice- until he quite obviously wasn’t.” She then looked up to her mother curiously. “Did you have to go through this sort of thing?”

Novo nodded, setting aside a few ingredients to add spices to the dough. “In a different way, yes. They weren’t as brash as they are now though. I had more offers, constant requests- none of this blatant stuff, not in the same way.” She then let out a slight cough and waved a set of claws. “Ok that’s only partially true- there were some fairly classless remarks made, but that’s part of meeting creatures in general. I’m sorry to hear about that though…”

“It’s alright I guess. I’d rather figure out he’s a jerk now rather than in a month or a year.” The next words were then muttered under Skystar’s breath. “Does every guy just want to get the title of ‘king’ and have me stay at home and raise a bunch of kids? Never even ask what I want?”

Novo replied by patting her daughter on the back- not wanting to open that can of worms again. Political expectations for children were one thing, but to have it constantly infiltrating your life…it could be tough. Especially if your views are the minority of what society expects. Goodness, I’m just glad Risus and I wanted a child. For Skystar though…

“Well, let’s focus on the good again, shall we? Mainly this dough. What do you think about the spices? A bit hotter?” Novo asked as her daughter pinched off a piece.

“Oooooh! Where did you get this stuff?”

“Princess Celestia. The dragons traded her some rare fire-berry spice. Apparently, it can be combined into dough for a nice kick!”

“Mmmm…We need more then!”
The pair chucked as they continued to work- the sun casting its rays over Mount Aris as it began its journey down in the evening sky.

Author's Note

Welcome one and all to this adventurous tale! This is an idea that popped into my head while writing another fic, aaaaand here we are! This is definitely a longer arc-based story, so strap in for a ride!

I've tried to do my due diligence into the lore-digging, but as always, feedback and corrections are greatly appreciated! Poor Princess Skystar doesn't really have many stories about her specifically (under 40) or really any character development outside of the MLP movie and 1-2 comic issues, so thought I'd run with her character and explore the Hippogriff lore! (And I've done my due research to keep it as canon as possible!)
As always, feedback is always welcome!

Giant wall of text here to get started, useful info below:
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While this is a stand alone story and separate from the adventures of Gallus and Silverstream in the previous two, it does share the same timeline of events:
General Timeline: (Season 8 and Beyond) Twilight's School starts early/middle of year-> 1st Hearth's warming/Episode -> Season 8 finale-> 2nd Hearths Warming, -> 8 months -> Stream of Silver, Heart of Gold -> 3 weeks, -> Prison of Ice with Silver Keys/ Epilogue -> 1 month or so -> This Story Begins.

Important key points listed below if you haven't read the two adventures of Gallus and Silverstream (Links)Stream of Silver, Heart of Gold, OR Prison of Ice with Silver Keys
(SPOILER WARNING) Read further you want the key points summarized that may be brought up during this story and are important without reading those past 2 adventures.

Gallus and Silverstream are an official couple (and intending to stay that way)

The pair defeated the Ice King; an evil primate who was the Storm Kings cousin who sought to use necromancy to bring an eternal empire to the badlands.

Due to the vacuum of the Ice King's defeat, many of his minions (their physical bodies exchanged for that of pure arcane ones,) are left without a purpose or home, and the task of housing them is unsure ground.
-Gallus is a Knight of the Gryphon Empire and Hippogriff/Equestria kingdoms.

He was was trained by Gyld Ironfeather- one of Celestia's personal and most trusted counter-assassination guards.

Gyld runs a school now to train up and coming knights (a separate designation from the royal guard) but has not personally instructed anyone else other than Gallus.

(Main/Reoccurring Characters:)
Galen: Gryphon, Ship’s Captain
Gears: Hedgehog, Ship’s repair engineer
Tilly Sandfeather: Gryphon, Ship’s cannoneer/second in command.
Pergin Sandfeather: Gryphon, Ship’s accountant/cook.
Staunch Gauze: Crystal Pony, Ship’s medic.
Alabaster: Pony, Arcane Golem, ship assistant

Chapter Three: Perilous Plans and Hazardous Hello’s

“Wait.” Gears muttered, leaning back into a chair that was nearly twice his size.
“The Queen of the Hippogriffs- that Queen Novo? Seriously?”
Galen nodded, his wings drooping slightly on seeing the expression of his crew varying from annoyed to understanding.
“I wasn’t about to say no. Plus, I know Princess Skystar, at least a bit. If any of you have to sit out, I understand. I can get some replacements I trust. But…” A slight smile slid onto his beak for but a moment.
“You all are my crew. I can’t replace that.”

To Galen’s surprise, it was Pergin who piped up.
“Don’t insult us, Captain. I wouldn’t trust anyone around my accounting notes, let alone in the galley.” The gryphon grumbled, his wife nodding in agreement.
“Eh, we can make do on a few hours of vacation. Sounds like an interesting job to say the least.” Tilly mused.

“I’d rather not let some random engineer near my engines.” Gears also grumbled, spines flicking up slightly with a grin.
“Besides, it’s quite fun seeing our stoic captain get flustered around a certain Princess.”
His comment prompted a grin from Tilly, but Staunch Gauze seemed to wince.
“Gears….” The crystal pony whispered, eyes flickering to Galen.

“What? ‘Bout time our illustrious captain found someone to fancy!” The hedgehog chuckled, not seeing the anguish starting to creep into Galen’s eyes.
“Ok, Gears, enough of that. Glad to hear everyone’s onboard...” The captain remarked, clearly a bit distracted.
“Hmm. Once she is onboard, that’ll be interesting. You always were happier after talking to this Princess.” The hedgehog quipped, prompting another nod from both Tilly and Pergin.
“Gears, shut up.” Galen hissed, a few tendrils of energy crackling from his claws. The engineer swallowed, taking a step back and holding up his paws in shock.
“I…s-sorry, Capt’.” He whispered, the other two crew members blinking in surprise. The only one who didn’t seem shocked by Galen’s snappy remark was Staunch, who only shook her head.
“Sorry. It’s…been a long day. Take the rest of the day off- we’ll leave at night. I’ll handle getting supplies.” Galen muttered, the crew nodding as they dispersed to wander Klugetown for a time.

A certain crystal pony stayed behind however, letting out a sad sigh.
“You’ll have to tell them eventually you know. Everyone worries about you at times, even I can see that.” She whispered, prompting Galen’s wings to drop.
“More than just them, and I know.” The Knight replied softly, shaking his head.
“Thank you Staunch. Just, enjoy your day off, and I’ll see you tonight.”
The sparkling light green medic shook her head with a kind smile, gesturing to the door.
“Eh. I feel like grabbing some food and wandering the shops for a bit. Care to join me? If you have time before getting the supplies at least.”
Staunch didn’t miss the surprise in Galen’s eyes nor the genuine smile on his beak as the pair meandered to find one of the few sanitary eateries in the Badlands town.

-The Following Evening-

“We’re in position, Captain.” Alabaster whispered, guiding the ship within a stone’s throw of the cliff face.
“Alright. I’ll go and get Skystar- you all be ready to leave. According to the Queen’s notes, we have about fifteen minutes before a guard will head this way. Even then, it’s unlikely you’ll be spotted. I’ll be back by then though.” Galen instructed the crew gathered on the deck. Clad in a black faux leather vest and gauntlets, the gryphon blended in perfectly to the Mount Aris stone with his grey feathers.

The previous evening and the current morning had been a scramble to get the necessary supplies on board- and even then, a stop in Griffinstone was a necessity on their way to the mapping grounds in the far north.
“Take care, Captain.” Tilly whispered, the crew then vanishing below decks. The piloting was left to Alabaster, who could maneuver the ship devoid of lights or lookouts.

Hopping from the ship to a low balcony, Galen heaved himself up and poked his head into the passageway. As expected, the dark and damp maintenance tunnel was clear.
I really hope you just believe me, Skystar. Hauling you out of here unconscious is not the ideal plan.
Once he got to her room, time would be of the essence. If he failed to convince her within a moment or two…
Random trader dressed in black shows up in your window, ‘hey, your mom wants us to kidnap you.’
Perfectly believable.

Scooting through the barely shoulder-wide tunnel, Gallen poked his head out of a cliffside exit, the jagged rocks at the water’s edge leering up at him eagerly far down below.
So, to my right should be…

And, just as the map Novo had given him indicated, a balcony jutted out from the large castle above them- barely a few wingbeats away.
Carefully spreading his wings and minding the dangerous cross-currents, Galen flitted up to the ledge, landing with a sigh and undoing a small tube from his vest. Tapping his gauntlet twice, he sent the signal to Alabaster of his location. If he did have to carry Skystar out, it wouldn’t be through those tunnels again.

A simple balcony lock was easily defeated with a wave of Galen’s claws- the protective spells being disable for a two-hour window. Opening the glass paneled wood door, the gryphon easily slipped inside.
It was a nice room; silk curtains with a few shelves and a rather large bookcase in the corner. A desk inhabited another part of the area, as did a large wooden chest or two. To his left however…
Reaching over the bed to give the sleeping Hippogriff a shake, Galen glanced at his gauntlet, a small crystal timer slowly ticking away.
Please don’t punch me please don’t punch…
“Skystar? Skystar. Wake up!” He whispered, prompting a rather adorable mumble as the Princess stirred.
“Mbwa…huh? What?” She muttered, slowly blinking.
“WH-” Her exclamation barely rose above a whisper before Galen clamped a set of claws around her beak, then letting them go.
“It’s Galen! We need to go. I have a letter from the Queen that explains it all- you’re in danger.” He explained, Skystar clearly not buying it- at least fully.
“Ok, where’s the letter then? And what is going on? How did you get in here?” She asked, voice still too loud for Galen’s liking.
“It’s on my ship, we need to go now. Queen Novo only gave me a short window!”

Skystar shook her head, claws slowly reaching over towards a nightstand. Galen’s gauntlet then began to flash red, indicating they were down to minutes to escape before the window closed.
Oh tailfeathers. Those tunnels slowed me down.
“So my mom asked you to what, kidnap me? Let you in here? HEY!” She exclaimed, Galen quickly raising the blowgun in his claws and puffing his cheeks.
Staring at the red-feathered dart on her flank, Skystar glared at Galen who at least had the decency to shrug apologetically.
“Sorry. We need to go.”
“W-what a jerk, you shot a dart at…me…” The hippogriff’s eyes rolled back in her head as the princess flopped onto the ground. Opening the drawer out of curiosity, Galen saw an ornate dagger sitting at the ready.
That would not have been fun to deal with.
Taking a few pieces of hair and debris from the satchel on his chest, Galen scattered it around the room, carefully placing items on the floor as if being bumped over.
There. Traces of kidnapping left- hopefully to set everyone off our trail.

Quickly padding over to Skystar, Galen tapped his gauntlet three times, then heaving the prone hippogriff onto his back.
Jeez you are heavier than I thought! And yet have quite a nice figure still.
Ok, focus.

Making his way to the balcony, Galen saw the dark outline of his ship cruising below them; right on time. Adjusting his hold on Skystar, he gripped her upper torso as he spread his wings, the strain making the gryphon wince as they glided down to the deck. As soon as they landed, Alabaster sent the ship to the water’s edge, skimming over white-capped breakers.
“Anyone notice us?” Galen asked as Alabaster shimmered into existence next to him.
“No, we are free and clear. I assume the Princess didn’t come willingly?” He asked, prompting Galen to shake his head as he slung the snoring hippogriff over his back again.
“Nope. I assume the guest quarters are ready? And you know the drill…”
“Yes, yes. A helpful ship pilot and butler ready to serve. OH!” The magical entity then spontaneously grew a glorious moustache, then prancing up and down happily.
“Switch will not be happy, but oh I love it. It does fit the butler role after all.” The pony chuckled, then vanishing with a soft ‘pop.’

As Galen lay Skystar in the guest bed, the gryphon’s wings slumped as he unbuckled the breastplate. Making sure Queen Novo’s letter was in full view, the Knight left the Princess to sleep with a regretful glance backwards.
“Sorry Skystar…” He whispered, closing the door and meandering to the main deck where Staunch Gauze was waiting.
“You had to use the tranquilizing darts, didn’t you?” The crystal pony asked.
“Yep. So, if you could check up on her when she wakes, that’d be fantastic.” Galen added, prompting a nod.
“I’ll do that- as soon as Alabaster lets me know. For now, I think it’s time for bed.”

The gryphon then nodded, choosing to remain on the deck for a few moments longer as the rest of the crew turned in for the night. With the dark waves below them shimmering in the moonlight and the stairs twinkling above, the ship seemed to float through space itself.
I wonder if this is what it’s like to soar up there, above the highest airship limits…

With that final thought, Galen plotted a course to his own bed, flopping in it with a tired sigh. Hopefully the morning wouldn’t be as chaotic as the past few days.
But perhaps that is to tempt fate. At least we got away clean- not much else I can wish for.
Of course, the gryphon knew that last musing was hardly the truth by any stretch.

Skystar awoke to a horrible taste in her mouth, the princess yawning and shifting around on her comfy bed.
Yuck. It feels like I chewed on some rotten seaweed for a few hours…and then licked a starfish!
Wait. This isn’t my-
Bolting upright, Skystar’s eyes widened on seeing her surroundings. The cozy rectangular room was neatly organized, a desk immediately to her right and a few shelves attached to the metal and wooden walls on her left. On the desk was a canteen and a stack of papers, as well a few strange books next to an unlit lantern. On examining the window straight across from of her…
Whoaaaaaa!

The ocean shimmered in the bright sun, green and white waves rushing by far below as a few wisps of cloud sped by. A flock of birds was easily surpassed as they zipped through the sky above them.
We’re so high up! An airship!? Wait. Galen!
HE SHOT ME!

A slight growl formed in Skystar’s throat- the hippogriff then pausing as a very strange pony shimmered into existence in front of her.
“Hello, Princess Skystar.” The pony chirped, gesturing to the desk.
“My name is Alabaster, or Al, if you prefer. I’m one of two magical golems who help run this vessel. A letter from Queen Novo is there, as is some water. The tranquilizers leave quite a foul taste in the mouth, so I am told.” Alabaster explained cheerily.

“Before anything, I was asked to have you read the letter, since it explains the current situation. Then, it would be best for our medic to look you over for any lingering after effects of the dart.” The golem then paused, twirling a fantastic curly moustache with a hoof.
“For the record, the Captain has seemed extremely regretful at having to dart you.”
Huh. Well at least he’s not a TOTAL jerk.
So far.
“I-erm, ok? So, a letter from my mom?” Skystar asked, wincing as her voice came out rather scratchy.
“Yes. It’s the top letter. I’ll leave to give you some privacy- just call me when you are finished.” Al instructed, and indeed vanished with a pleasant ‘snap’.

After cautiously sniffing the contents of the canteen, Skystar took a swig of the clear water and picked up the parchment, her heart skipping a beat at seeing the beautiful calligraphy that was her mother’s signature writing style, as well as the royal seal; a wax stamp of Mount Aris sitting atop Seaquestria.
And she even added an extra dot above the mountain- her secret sign to friends and family…

‘Dear my little seaweed wrap,
You must be confused and likely frustrated at this turn of events, and for that I cannot apologize enough. It has pained me beyond measure to have things turn out this way, but it is all for your good. First off, do not blame Captain Galen in this matter, for I approached him personally for this endeavor. In fact, he was recommended with the highest regards by Celestia herself for this task.

This task being, to keep you safe.
My dearest daughter, I have been forced to not tell you the truth of these past months. The separatist movement has been more severe than I can explain in a few words. They have threatened both me and you, and have infiltrated the highest levels of our kingdom, including our own royal guard. With the defectors leaving disturbing holes in our security, every day was a blessing you were still safe. At worst, civil war is a possibility I cannot ignore, but with Celestia’s help I believe we can resolve things in a few weeks before that happens. That said, these threats have kept me awake at night with their ferocity and malice. I can endure such things myself- but if something were to happen to you…

I can weather this storm, but only if I know you are safe and far from any harm. Captain Galen-(ask his other title to put your heart further at ease,) and his crew will keep you safe. We won’t have any contact for two weeks, and by then things should be stabilized. They are to be mapping a remote area- so you’ll definitely get to see a place outside Mount Aris! I’ll be fine here, and we’ll be back to making dinner together before you know it.
I love you, and I’ll see you soon.
-Novo’

Tears ran down Skystar’s cheeks as she carefully placed the parchment back on the desk. Her chest shook with a few sobs, the princess recalling all the small details that had made this letter seem so obvious.
My mom’s stress, her tears at times, the long meetings, I knew something was up!
And yet she didn’t tell me, all to keep me safe.
A few more sniffles later, Skystar wiped away the dampness on her cheeks and sighed, taking a few deep breaths. The weight of uncertainty had finally vanished from her shoulders- at least she knew the situation, finally.
Maybe I won’t slap Galen after all.

“Hey, um, Alabaster?” She called, the pony appearing on the desk at half-size.
“Yes? How can I be of assistance? I assume you have read the parchment?” He asked, prompting a nod.
“Yeah. I- it’s just a lot to take in. So, you said the crew doctor wants to take a look at me?” She asked, the golem then nodding.
“That is correct, and she can lead you to the main deck. Stand by.”

After a few moments, there was a knock at the door before it opened, Skystar’s eyes widening in surprise on seeing a crystal unicorn enter with a wave.
“Hey there! I’m Staunch Gauze- or just Staunch. I’m the ship’s medic, as Alabaster already told you.” She explained, setting a small satchel down on the desk.
“I’m-” Skystar’s voice cut off, the hippogriff letting out a giggle, shaking her head.
“Well, I’m Princess Skystar, but you already know all that.”

Staunch smiled, nodding as she levitated a tongue depressor up, her horn igniting with a soft light.
“Just need you to open wide. The biggest tell-tale sign of a bad reaction is dots on your tongue.”
Skystar did so- and after a brief look Staunch shut off the spell.
“Well, no reaction, so that’s good. The bad taste in your mouth should be gone within the hour.” She let out a slight smile.
“I think Al mentioned it, but the Captain was not happy about having to use the darts.”

The princess’s wings drooped, imagining how much more difficult she must have made things…
“Oh goodness, not because of you, Princess! I’m told you didn’t react out of hoof- erm, claw.” Staunch remarked, waving a limb.
“He just hated the idea of darting a friend. Probably expects you to slap him…”
“I mean, I was considering it.” Skystar mumbled, prompting a laugh.
“Well, he wouldn’t blame you. I know you’ve got a lot of questions, so follow me to the main deck. I can answer as many as I can on the way however.”

Following the pony out into the hallway, Skystar’s eyes narrowed on seeing familiar dark metal banding on the wooden planks.
“Is this a Storm King ship?” She asked, Staunch nodding in reply.
“Yep! Well, ex-storm king, since that jerk is gone. Toooons of his ships were left to wander, so quite a few were purchased by mercenaries, trading companies, or a certain captain. Totally refurbished and refit courtesy of our hedgehog engineer and Galen.” The medic then raised a hoof dismissively.
“Not a hedgehog employed by the Storm King. Gears hates that tyrant to no end. You’ll meet everyone soon enough though.”

Skystar nodded, already surprised by the new information. An ex-storm king ship, a crystal pony medic, and a hedgehog engineer?
And then Galen himself- my mom said to ask about his other titles? Huh.
“What’s your story? How does a crystal pony end up on a ship in the badlands?” Skystar asked as they meandered the halls, stopping by a small staircase.
“Short version? After the spell concealing the empire was lifted, it was just too much to take in.” Staunch explained, leaning on the railing in thought.
“Everything I knew about the world was gone or changed. That includes most places and creatures alike, and it just didn’t feel right staying. I took a few odd jobs that led me farther and farther to the borders, and finally got medical training and a position on a trading vessel.” She then let out a slight chuckle.
“Well. That lasted all of a week when the captain tried to sell me to some creepy reptile. I jumped ship in Klugetown and found the general hospital. Galen needed a medic, so I signed on.” Staunch now had a wide grin on her face, the pair making their way up the stairs.
“That was a little over two years ago, and I haven’t had a dull day since, or close enough to it.”

Skystar blinked, finding the upbeat pony’s demeanor both a comfort and relaxing. Heaving open a hatch at the top of the stairs, Staunch gestured to the wide deck of the airship with a smile.
“Welcome aboard the Crystal Hail.”
The hippogriff’s beak dropped in awe as the ship sped through the wispy clouds, distant mountains rising on the horizon beyond the ocean immediately below. A lanky gryphon was sitting at a table across the open deck next to a large structural support, a rather well-muscled gryphoness across from him chuckling at something said.
“You’ll get introduced formally soon enough- but that’s Tilly and Pergin, the Second in Command and Accountant. Well, accountant and cook.” Staunch explained, not able to resist a grin as Pergin showed a small wooden container to Tilly, prompting the gryphoness to wrap him up in a loving hug and kiss. Skystar couldn’t help but smile as well at the show of affection.
Awwww!
“I’m still surprised she doesn’t snap him in half with those hugs…” The medic mused, waving a hoof to the pair.
“Don’t let Pergin’s grumbly nature fool you- he’s not that bad.” Staunch remarked, then tilted her head in thought.
“Eh. Ok, he can be pretty grumpy, but Tilly brings out the best in him. Probably why they got married years ago.”
Ooooh. Good to know.
Years ago…hmm. I wonder how old everyone is? Tilly and Pergin look quite a bit older than me.

“So, there’s you, Gears the engineer, Tilly, Pergin, and Galen?” Skystar asked, prompting a nod.
“Yep! And Alabaster of course. He helps a ton with steering the ship and such.”
“Never met a magical golem before- he seems nice though.”
Staunch nodded, the looking behind them and waving.
“Oi! Captain, she’s up!”

Hopping down from the expose wheel assembly, Galen landed in front of the pair with a smile.
“Ah, thank you Staunch. And…erm…” The gryphon’s feathers fluffed slightly, a wince meandering onto his beak.
“Sorry about the rude pick up, Princess. I didn’t really have any other option.”
Skystar strode up to Galen, glaring down her beak at the gryphon with a rather mean scowl. The fact she was a half-head taller than him made it rather easy to look intimidating.
At least, I hope this is intimidating. It works with nobles at least.

“I was thinking of giving you a good smack when I woke up.” She grumbled, then tapping a set of claws against the wooden deck.
“I think you’ll have to repay me for sticking a dart in me, letter or not. That was not fun!”
It took all of Skystar’s self-control to not burst out laughing at seeing Galen swallow nervously.
Oh, this is fun.
On seeing a genuine bit of hurt and guilt begin to enter the gryphon’s gaze, the hippogriff quickly shifted her tact.
Oh no, I don’t want him to ACTUALLY think I’m that mad!
…huh. I didn’t think he’d be that upset about it; that’s rather sweet.

“Sooooo. I think you’ll owe me something. Or someone else something. A thing you don’t like to do….” She mused, not able to keep the mean façade on any longer.
“You owe a hug!” Skystar chirped, causing one of Galen’s eyes to twitch, the Captain then smacking a set of claws to his face with a sigh
“That was…ok I might have deserved that.” He muttered, Skystar all smiles as she let out an amused sigh.
“I can see why my mom messes with nobles. It’s fun! But seriously, you do owe a hug to someone. Or be hugged, even though I know you don’t like it!”

Staunch’s ear twitched at Skystar’s words, looking over to Galen curiously.
“Erm, how does she know that? I mean, I know it’s pretty obviously for anyone trying to do so…”
“Oh! I honestly can’t remember when it came up. It was during one of our talks though. I think after we agreed that grilled shrimp tastes amaaaaaazing.” Skystar mused, looking over to see a slight puff to Galen’s cheeks.
Is that a blush?
“That sounds about right.” Galen agreed, only meeting Skystar’s eyes for a brief moment.
Totally. A. Blush.
Huh. He also seems…different. More confident.

Skystar looked over to see Staunch looking at them both with a grin, the pony casually sauntering off a short distance away.
“I’ll stand by whenever you want to do the formal introductions Captain.” She called with a knowing grin, Galen’s feathers fluffing ever so slightly as he grumbled under his breath.
“Eh, best we get that taken care of. Alabaster? If you would be so kind.”

A soft chime rang out over the crystal speakers, prompting the three individuals on deck to walk over. A hatch swung open with a ‘CLANG’, a small hedgehog clambering his way out to stand next to the other individuals, clad in a dark maroon pocketed vest.
Oh my gosh he barely comes up to my knee!

“Well, since you’ll be on our ship for two weeks, best we get the formal introductions out of the way.” Galen remarked, gesturing to each individual as he spoke.
“Tilly, my second in command and general supply manager. Pergin, accountant and cook. Staunch Gauze, fantastic medic and herbalist. Gears, ship’s engineer, and your oh so perfect Captain.” Galen concluded, prompting a snicker from Gears.

“Our job is as you read in that note, Princess, and as I’ve explained previously. We’ll be stopping by Griffinstone today and then heading deep into unmapped areas to the north. We’ll keep you safe until all is settled.” Galen stated, prompting determined nods from all of the crew.
This is a new side to him- more outgoing and sure than when we were chatting. I guess it’s because this is his element.

“It’s an odd job to be sure, but compared to others, eh, this is probably a seven out of ten on the weird scale.” Gears piped up.
“…What was a ten?” Skystar ventured to ask, prompting immediate wincing from the entire crew, a few looking a tad green (Staunch even more so).
“You do not want to know what happens when pressurized magical plant mixture springs a leak during a ten-day voyage in the summer, nor when it starts talking to you.” Galen muttered, prompting Gears to shiver.
“Ok, moving on; lunch will be ready within an hour.” Pergin remarked, turning to head back inside after giving his wife a brief nuzzle.
“Let anyone know if you have questions, Princess. We’ll do our best to make you comfortable. Professionalism has its place, and I can vouch everyone can be such if the need arises, so don’t be put off if we all seem too easy going.” Galen continued, Tilly nodding in agreement.
“Aye. Running a tight ship is all fine and dandy until everyone loses their fur from stress. Plenty of times to be frantic and professional- but most of the time, this is just our home.” She explained, Skystar certainly appreciating the idea.
“Huh. I like that idea. It makes sense too! Well, thank you all for your help- erm, I’ll thank Pergin when I see him again. Oh! And no need for the Princess bit.” Skystar added, sticking out her tongue.
“I guess I’m here for two weeks, so I’d rather just be Skystar. I get enough of the Princess bit everywhere else.”

She didn’t miss how Galen’s ears perked up slightly, everyone present nodding.
“Skystar it is. Now if you’d like, I can show you around.” Galen added, promptly sending Gears tumbling head over tail as the hedgehog began to grin and snicker.
“Oh shut it. I swear sometimes…” The gryphon muttered as every creature dispersed back to their various posts, leaving him alone with Skystar on deck.
“Soooo I get a tour? Nice to see you too by the way.” Skystar chirped happily, then shrugging her wings in afterthought. “Even if I did get a dart in my side.”
“Sorry about that. I really didn’t have any other ways to get you onto the ship quickly and quietly.” Galen mumbled, ears perking up at Skystar waving a set of claws dismissively.
“It’s ok, but you totally are getting a hug cashed in, either giving or receiving. Fair is fair.”

Galen muttered a few things under his breather but nodded regardless, leading Skystar to the aft of the ship. The princess’s eyes widened on seeing the glowing crystal thrusters next to the steam turbines, her curiosity taking hold.
“Ok, I’ve never seen something like that! How does it work?” She asked, slightly mesmerized by the spinning crystal petals.
“Gears would be more than happy to explain further, but in short, we’ve got a mana crystal on board. We direct raw magical energy through some amplifiers, and basically overcharge a propulsion and transfer spell. The crystals will give out before the spell does, so it’s a pretty effective if not inefficient method of travel.” Galen explained, prompting a head tilt from Skystar.
“A mana crystal? For this whole ship? I’ve never heard of them being that big. How can you even recharge something like that?”

The smile Galen returned didn’t quite reach his eyes, Skystar immediately sensing something was up.
“I can’t really tell you that. I’ve had requests from multiple governments to examine it all in detail, and I just can’t.” He replied, the unease fading as Skystar nodded.
“It’s ok, I get it. Some stuff just has to remain a trade secret.” She added, immediately seeing the Captain relax.
I’ve seen that look before, during our talks. Even when it was about silly things- something would come up, and there’d be a wall. Like he had more answers and wanted to say, but just wouldn’t…
Or perhaps couldn’t.

Leading Skystar down into the depths of the ship, Galen gave her the brief tour. From the somewhat sparse storage rooms, to a small indoor garden, and ending up in a small workshop, the hippogriff’s head being on a swivel the entire time.
This. Is. AWESOME!
“Oh, and we’ve got a small library here. You’re more than welcome to browse it of course.” Galen remarked, showing Skystar a small room lined with bookcases. A small table and cushioned resting couch was slid in-between the shelving, providing a cozy if not slightly cramped reading space as crystal lanterns hung from the low ceiling.
“I was expecting like, a single shelf. You’ve got hundreds of books here!” She crowed, happily prancing up and down and prompting a deep chuckle.
“We make sure to have it well stocked- and don’t worry if you get lost on your way here. Any rooms that you should probably stay out of are locked. Like the armory.”
Ooooooooh…..

Galen clearly couldn’t keep a smile off his face on seeing Skystar’s ears immediately perk up.
“I don’t suppose I can ask to see that?”
“Nuh uh, sorry.”
“Awww…”

Skystar couldn’t keep a matching grin off her face, a reminder from her Mother rising to the fore.
“Oh! Um, my mom said you had another tile? Other than Captain that is. She said it might make me feel better? Not sure how that’d work though.” She mused, prompting Galen’s demeanor to shift ever so slightly, the gryphon standing up a bit straighter.
“I believe that title would be ‘Knight’, but the whole title? Captain Galen, Knight of the Grey Order.” He explained, not able to resist a satisfied smile on seeing Skystar’s jaw drop.
“What? How?! What is the Grey Order? I know Gyld was training more, but….”
Galen held up a set of claws and sat down, shoulders shrugging.
“In short, I heard all about Gallus’s journey, and thought it a rather noble pursuit. I was tested with the same requirements and passed as such. They Grey Order title has to do with my allegiance. I have sworn no oath to a specific province or creature. I still live by the Knight’s code and am worth of the title however. Should I swear to something, or someone, I’d just be a Knight. It’s more of a placeholder for those without an allegiance.” He happily explained.

“Ooooh. That’s…really cool actually.” Skystar mused, then felt a slight blush rise to her cheeks.
“It does make me feel better though. Huh.”
She didn’t miss the slightly proud fluffing of Galen’s feathers, but it certainly was warranted.
‘Well, I’m glad. It does make sense- it’s an extra level of safety. Not a guarantee of trust, but at least a step to show I’m not all that bad.” He remarked, causing Skystar to giggle.
“I already knew you weren’t that bad.”

Skystar then perked her ears up, head then tilting to the side in thought.
“You know, I actually don’t know that much about you. We usually just talked about the crazy places you went, and what foods were great. And some other stuff, but I really don’t know that much about you, but would certainly like to.”
It took all of the hippogriff’s self-control to not let out a happy squeak as she watched the gryphon’s reaction. Galen’s face lit up as genuine joy flooded into his blue eyes at her words.
Yet like a rogue wave to a ship, something took hold of the unbridled happiness that was building and yanked it back behind dark walls, the gryphon’s shoulders sagging slightly. He was about to reply when the Captain’s gauntlet flashed.

“Captain, approaching Griffinstone. We’ll handle the supply transfer easy enough. Shouldn’t be more than a couple of hours before we set off.” Tilly’s voice echoed from a small crystal set near the wooden doorway.
Skystar watched in both worry and curiosity as something about Galen’s demeanor shifted further, the gryphon suddenly seeming to bear yet more weight on his shoulders. Gone was the jovial captain that had gleefully shown her the engine room and laughed as Gears grumbled about incorrect pony manuals.
I know that look.
The realization of familiarity had Skystar’s heart aching. The haunted look in Galen’s eyes immediately had her on edge, despite the gryphon leading her back to the main deck without missing a beat. The smile barely left his beak- eyes not quite matching his demeanor.
That look. It’s the one I had on my face for a year after dad died.

“I need to guide the ship in; I’d ask that you stay aboard as we load the supplies. Gears will make sure nobody sees you. He’s got a concealment device ready for that purpose actually.” Galen relayed, nodding to Skystar as he scrambled back up to the exposed wheelhouse.

Popping up next to her, Gears waved, a small bracelet in hand.
“Heya Princess. Erm, Skystar.” He said, gesturing for her to come down belowdecks.
“This bracelet here will conceal your form. You’ll basically be the most generic looking gryphon ever. A combination of the most common color shades. It’ll change your eyes too.” The hedgehog explained as Skystar snapped it on.
“…I don’t really feel much difference.” She mused, all the while detecting only a very slight magical tingle that ran through her body.
“Good, good, it’s a powerful spell, so you’re likely to feel something; but I’m glad that it’s nothing major. Take a look. Your voice is shifted too, but you won’t hear that.”
Producing a small (and from Skystar’s perspective, adorably tiny,) mirror from a pocket, Gears angled it up to her.
“…Wow. That’s pretty good.” Skystar remarked, seeing a typical gryphoness looking back at her. Off grey patterns dotted her charcoal body, hints of cream shining through on her chest.
“Thanks, Gears.”
The hedgehog waved off the thanks, a strange device on his feet then catching Skystar’s attention.
“What are those?”
Showing off what looked to be ice skates rather proudly, Gears grinned as he tapped them, the shoes sparking with blue tendrils of magic. While having a thin strip of metal like normal ice skates, bright blue magic coursed along the bottom edge, occasionally sparking this way and that.
“Arcane Skates. The entire ship has conduits built into it, including the hallways. I’m not the fastest runner, obviously, so these let me zip around faster than most can run. Pretty useful when I need to adjust a bow rudder and then engage the steam intakes at opposite ends of the ship.” He explained, not able to resist a grin at seeing Skystar’s face light up.
“That’s sooooo coooooool!”
The hedgehog cackled, gesturing around with a sigh.
“At last someone appreciates my work!” He crowed, then shrugging his small shoulders.
“Eh, ok, Galen certainly does since he helped design the things, but that’s a different matter.”

Pausing for a moment, Skystar then looked back to the hedgehog curiously as an ever-present question nagged at her mind.
“What is in Griffinstone? Galen really changed after he heard we were arriving.”
Gears’ small ears immediately flattened, along with his quills as the engineer refused to look at Skystar.
“It’s not my place to say. You’ll find out soon enough however. We’ll have to pick up the captain after getting our supplies regardless.” The hedgehog mumbled.
“Look, I might go too far with jokes at times, but there’s some stuff I know not to touch. We might all joke and mess around here- but we really are a family, Skystar. So we all mostly know each other’s limits. You’ll find out later today. I wouldn’t recommend talking with him until we’re clear though. He’s not too pleasant in the meantime.”

Skystar nodded, instead focusing on a different part of what the helpful hedgehog had said.
“A family? Sooooo Tilly and Pergin are the mom and dad? They’re the oldest right?” She mused, a feeling of relief washing over the hippogriff as Gears chuckled.
“Oh gosh. No, I’d say…hmm. Well, ok that might work. I mean, they’re the only married couple here, so I guess that’s it? But they’re older than Galen by almost a decade. I guess I’d be the little brother- being the youngest of the crew. Wait. That makes Staunch my older sister.”
The hedgehog tapped his cheek in thought, finally shrugging.
“Considering how much she bugs me to brush my teeth, that actually would fit.”

Skystar giggled, then nodding slowly.
“So, you’re the youngest, then Staunch, then Galen, then Tilly and Pergin?”
“Yup! Yet age aside, we all follow Galen without question. He’s certainly earned that right. If he says to jump off the ship right now, we do it.”
Blinking in surprise, Skystar saw no joking in the hedgehog’s gaze.
“Wait, seriously? That quick?”
“Yup. He’s saved our lives multiple times. There hasn’t been a single crazy order he’s given that has not been for good reason, nor ended in a worse outcome that not following it.”

Slotting in that bit of information in the ‘reasons to respect Galen’ folder of her mind, Skystar nodded as she gestured to the hatch at the top of the stairway.
“Good to know then. I guess I’ll watch everything from up there- and thank you for the disguise!”
The hedgehog waved as Skystar made her way back, taking place near one of the railings as the ship neared the newly-constructed Griffinstone docks.
Well didn’t this trip get a bit more interesting…
Despite the questions and curiosity, Skystar knew she’d have to deal with the aching worry about home.
Stay safe, Mom.

The loading of supplies only took two hours; various gryphons unceremoniously depositing crates onto the deck of the ship with ease, Gears operating a small fold-out crane from the deck that delivered the containers belowdecks. The golden bits that Tilly and Pergin slipped the dock workers certainly ensured it was all handled correctly- and that items didn’t go missing. Galen had flown off towards a few grassy hills in the distance, leaving Skystar to speculate as the final crates were lowered into the hold.

“Alright, now to get the captain.” Tilly muttered, Pergin shaking his head sadly.

“He seemed to be less distracted this time, that’s a good thing at least.”

As Alabaster send the ship cruising towards the distant hills, Skystar’s heart caught in her throat. An all-too familiar sight filled her gaze, stone tablets arranged neatly behind an ornate metal fence in a small grassy hilltop.
The rest of the crew busied themselves with organizing a few loose supplies, Staunch Gauze walking up to Skystar.
“Some things we just don’t ask about, nor explain to others unless prompted.” She whispered, Skystar nodding as they got closer.

Galen was sitting on his haunches, a series of gravestones arrayed neatly out in front of him. A small fist-sized pile of sticks was burning, the smoke sparking with blue flakes of magic. He seemed to be saying something, but not an enchantment. It simply looked like he was talking to himself.
No, not to himself…
Skystar’s already worried heart promptly fell to pieces as they slowed to a stop.
There were five graves in front of Galen;
Two large markers, and three smaller ones.
That’s….wait.
Oh Galen….

“His family?” Skystar whispered without thinking, quickly shaking her head as any further questions turn to ash on her tongue. She saw Staunch nod once sadly, watching the captain with a sorrowful expression.

“I knew something like this was up.” She whispered, Staunch looking over in surprise.
“Hmm? How?”
The hippogriff gestured to Galen, who was busy scattering the remnants of the small funeral pyre with a telekinetic push.
“Because I looked like that after my dad died.”

A few more minutes passed, and soon enough Galen flew back to the main deck, tapping his gauntlet once.
“Alright Alabaster, take us out. Let’s go play map maker.” He said, the captain now looking more tired than anything.
Looking up and seeing Skystar, Galen simply shrugged as the rest of the crew went about their duties. The hippogriff didn’t say anything, letting Galen take his place near the wheel as the ship soared away to the north.

For a time, Skystar watched as the distant ground flew by, a few clouds covering the sun with wispy fingers. She finally pushed off from the railing, walking up to sit next to Galen, who had a single set of claws on the wooden wheel.
“I won’t ask, but…I just wanted to say I’m sorry.” Skystar whispered, prompting the Captain’s ears to perk up slightly.
“It’s not my business, but I know how hard it is, at least in a way.”
Seeing him nod, Skystar was about leave but gave pause as Galen spoke.
“If there was a contract for an easy life, we all would have signed it. We just have to live with what we are dealt.” He said, voice barely audible over the rushing wind. Despite not meeting her eyes, Skystar didn’t miss the hurt still fresh in his gaze and voice.
How many others know about his family, outside of his crew?

“If you don’t want a hug, I won’t, but if it’d help, then I’d be happy to.” She said, seeing the gryphon look down at his clause. A slight shrug caught her attention, and the hippogriff decided to chance it as Galen shifted ever so slightly in her direction.
Well, it’s not a no.

Galen stiffened at her touch- the hippogriff wrapping a set of arms around his torso briefly.
To her surprise, she felt him relax ever so slightly and lean into the gesture with a shaking breath.
“I’ll leave you alone now.” She whispered, letting go and padding down the steep stairs towards the main deck.
“Hey, Skystar?” He called, stunning blue eyes meeting hers briefly.
“Thanks.”
She smiled, trotting down back below decks as the wind kicked up, slinging a bit of moisture across the ship.
Tough as you might be, you can’t run away from that stuff. Hopefully that helped rather than not…
Of course, Skystar struggled to ignore the looming fact that Galen’s feathers and fur had been incredibly soft.
Time and a place. In this case, I just hope he felt better.
I wonder when I’ll get to learn more about you…

Author's Note

An awkward reunion! And thus the adventure officially begins with a rather sober realization.
However, when one question is answered, two more arise; and Skystar certainly isn't about to just let mysteries lie!
Feedback appreciated as always! (As are any questions!)

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Main/Reoccurring Characters:
Galen: Gryphon, Ship’s Captain
Gears: Hedgehog, Ship’s repair engineer
Tilly Sandfeather: Gryphon, Ship’s cannoneer/second in command.
Pergin Sandfeather: Gryphon, Ship’s accountant/cook.
Staunch Gauze: Crystal Pony, Ship’s medic.
Alabaster: Pony, Arcane Golem, Ship pilot/assistant
Switch: Pony, Arcane Golem, Ship/engineering assistant.

Chapter Thirteen: Anthracite

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Skystar stood protectively against Galen’s side, a dagger in each of her claws. She was under no illusions as to what her fate would be once captured. And if Galen dies…

One gryphon decided to scamper ahead faster than the others, a grin on his face as he readied a short spear for an easy throw. Pausing but a dozen strides away, a triumphant sneer plastered itself on his face-And promptly froze as a dagger embedded itself into the Golden’s throat.

Dashing forward to tackle the gryphon, Skystar slashed wildly at the cultist, nearly severing the attacker’s head before bounding back to Galen, her eyes narrowed with her beak grit with determination.

The lines slowed, everycreature watching as the lone gryphon spasmed once and promptly died, golden magic leaking from his wounds.

“WHO’S NEXT!?” Skystar screeched, glaring at the opposing forces as they cautiously edged forward once again. Apparently, they didn’t think of me as a threat! Commando-hippogriff time!

Readying herself for another strike, Skystar paused as Galen leaned heavily against her. His claws glowed a bright blue- energy surging along his frame. With a vicious hiss, arcane energy surged towards the offending group, trapping two within a ball of lightning that seared away flesh and bone.

Galen then slumped down, desperate eyes looking up to Skystar as he yanked out a small dagger from a holster on his arm, strength spent.
That’s it then.

Turning, Skystar gave him a final kiss and then gripped her weapons with shaking claws.
As a minotaur began to stride closer, Skystar reared, letting out a defiant screech as she sent a dagger spinning towards the creature’s head.

*WHOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*

The air itself seemed to heave as Skystar’s dagger plunged into the minotaur’s skull, evercreature suddenly freezing. The sun was suddenly darkened, and a low-pitched hum seemed to echo all around.

A set of claws suddenly grasped Skystar’s- Galen’s eyes wide in shock. A sound began to leave his beak, the sound of which lifted Skystar’s spirits like no other; the Knight began to laugh.

Looking up, Skystar could only gape at the impossible sight above them. Looming over the battlefield, a massive vessel dominated the sky, wood and metal sprawling across the entire area as the remnants of a concealment spell flickered away. Smaller shapes surged forward- small airships the size of Galen’s, and even smaller objects dotted the sky, which was now blossoming with arcane fire.
What is that?!

“TO ME!” Galen’s roar soared across the battlefield, even as the gryphon scrawled a crude rune on the ground with a burst of energy, slamming his claws against it before collapsing against Skystar’s shoulder.

A blue rune surged upwards, the symbol of Anthracite shining brightly against the sky.
Dirt flew into the air as something impacted the ground around the pair, flashing with enough light to nearly blind them.

The roar that now filled Skystar’s ears nearly brought her to tears. From the mouths and beak of dozens of soldiers, glowing creatures surrounded herself and Galen, weapons and armor adorning their arcane frames. They put their heads down and charged, a continuous battle-cry leaving their mouths; and leading the charge, was a lime-green Kirin. Crashing against the Golden creatures like a tidal wave, the soldiers tore the enemies apart as they struggled to flee, showing no mercy.

The air now crackled, and Skystar felt her features stand up on end.
The ship above them hummed, and magical spears as thick as a house lashing out against the miniscule Golden vessels. Incinerating the airships like a fly against a fire, the massive vessel continued to send out a magical broadside, the sky alight with ballista projectiles and arcane strikes without number.

A gryphon snapped into existence next to Skystar- a medical symbol adorning the bag that was aglow like his figure. Pulling out three large crystals, the medic promptly slammed one of them into Galen’s side, speaking words that Skystar couldn’t understand.

The world then shivered, a powerful teleportation spell activating as the three individuals were yanked away from the battleground.
(end music)

Skystar blinked the stars away from her vision, taking a surprised breath as an immaculate medical room filled her vision.
It’s…all crystal? And wood? We’re safe?

It looked like a hospital room in Mount Aris, or Canterlot- but somehow different. The crystal bed and cabinets seemed to radiate an aura that made them shimmer in and out of view, and the walls themselves had the safe effect. It was slightly unsettling, but the sense of safety overwhelmed any unease.

“Nurses! Here!” The gryphon who had appeared at Skystar’s side heaved Galen up onto the bed, Skystar sitting at his side. “Princess, please stand back.” he ordered, still maintaining a respectful tone as the gryphon worked, now aided by an Ashen pony and minotaur.

More oddly-shaped crystals were now brought in, each being screwed into a small slot at the edge of the bed. “This is a bad one. Tie into the ship’s manna core!” the medic barked, prompting a pony nurse to nod.

The what?

“Alright your Highness, I need you to shift. It’s going to hurt like crazy, but that’ll be it.”
Galen nodded slightly, his physical form shifting into the strange arcane glow of an Ashen. He grit his beak in pain, claws scoring the edge of the table. “NOW!”

The room hummed with power, and a surge of magical energy slammed into Galen, punching up through the medical bed. The strange golden glow was burned away from Galen’s side, a healthy blue power now flowing through his ethereal frame.

“Good. No residual magic remaining, stable flow…you’ll be fine, Prince Galen.”

The medic then nodded to Skystar, leaving the pair alone for a few moments as the ship lurched, the clouds outside zipping by, the other gryphon called away by a distant voice.

That’s it?

Galen didn’t say anything for a time, keeping his eyes closed for a good long few minutes. Eventually he glanced over to Skystar with the hint of a smile, his breathing now slow and even.

“Hey there. You feeling alright?” Skystar whispered, prompting a chuckle from Galen.

“Hello to you too. And yes, surprisingly. Sore, but alright. That spell is what I needed, and just in time. I have to say though, you were quite the warrior back there.” he replied, shifting to look at her.

Skystar blushed, averting her eyes for a brief moment. “W-well…”
I mean I was…

“That yell…‘Who’s next?’ My gosh, I could have kissed you again right then and there.”

She shut up the now-snarky gryphon with such a kiss, a happy hum leaving Galen’s beak.
“Mmm. Just like that. But a bit longer…Are you ok though? I was in and out of it for a while there.” Galen admitted, sitting up in a crouch on the medical table, testing his limbs gently.

“I’m…doing ok. It’s really over? We’re safe?” Skystar asked, smiling as Galen nodded and gestured around.

“I believe so. Those ships? That was close to the entire fleet that arrived overhead. We’re on a medical vessel I believe, one of the newer ones, heading to Anthracite. I’ll be checked over by the doctors there with more specialized equipment, and then…” Galen’s brow then furrowed, shrugging as he reached over to hold Skystar’s claws.

“Well, then I’ll figure out what next; Maybe have a single day off with you. I’d like to show you my home, well, one of them.” he admitted, a blush now on his cheeks as Skystar rested her head on their entwined claws.

“I’d like that very much…”

“I sense a ‘but.’”

She didn’t say anything for a few moments, but then did indeed nod.
“I really need to know what is going on at my home.”

Galen nodded, now resting his head against hers.
“I promise we’ll find out as soon as possible. I’ll ask when the medic returns, since standing up right now is a bit out of my ability. I haven’t forgotten your home, Sky.”

Skystar smiled happily, ears perking up as the medic returned.
“We’ll need to run some more tests, Prince Galen, once we return, but you should be fine. Oh, Princess, forgive the abruptness of our meeting by the way.” the gryphon remarked, bowing his head briefly. “Tactilius at your service, or just Tac.”

Galen nodded slowly, waving a set of claws in thanks. “Thank you, by the way. I had no idea the infection had spread so far.”

Tac nodded, sitting down and pulling out a crystal to run it over Galen’s frame as he spoke.
“Oh yes. The use of the crystals in that pouch prevented it from progressing much further, but it was still dangerous. When you ran out of those, it exploded in intensity. You must have had close contact with one of the higher-up Golden cultists to get such a potent dose of that magic.”

Galen chuckled, Skystar stifling a snicker. “Try the one at the very top. We wounded him.”
Tac simply stared; eyes wide in shock.

“It was awesome! Galen and Ley toootally beat the tar out of him! They used some sort of energy blast from the ship, and it just went…erm…heh.” Skystar exclaimed, then blushing as she blew out a breath.
“Eh, sorry. Kind of all over the place right now.”

Tac simply blinked as Galen shrugged, nuzzling the top of Skystar’s head feathers (which only further seemed to confuse the medic.)

“That is about right. We wounded Him, that big golden behemoth. I intend our next encounter to be the final one, but that is for later.”

“I…assume the council knows about all of this?” Tac stammered.

“More or less. I didn’t have time to give a complete report. I assumed Ley would do so. Can you please ask the status on Mount Aris by the way? I’d like an update once we reach Anthracite. Oh, and I’d like to know where my crew is…and if they’re alright.”

Still staring at Galen in shock, Tac fluffed his feathers and shrugged, packing up his medical supplies.

“Well then, that’s certainly a surprise, I had only heard rumors. I’ll leave you two be, but I’ll be back to check on you, Sir, in an hour or so. Until then, you are to stay in bed. If you pass the next check, you can go topside. I’ll take care of your requests as well.”

Galen nodded, relaxing on the medical bed with a sigh as the other gryphon left.
“Why was he so stunned?” Skystar asked curiously.

“That Golden Gryphon? He’s their leader, and fancies himself a god and is the one who killed hundreds, and nearly all of the Ashen long ago, including Ley. To many, the idea of taking him on and winning is fantasy. And yet we made him bleed.”

Skystar giggled, poking Galen’s shoulder with a claw.
“You made him bleed. It was totally awesome.”

She let out a soft ‘eep’ as the gryphon reached over to grab her talons, pressing them against his cheek with a gentle sigh. “S-somebody is cuddly.” Skystar murmured, not complaining as she nestled her head under Galen’s.

“I nearly died, and have the most amazing hippogriff right next to me, one who has stuck by me through all this craziness. That includes keeping me safe and alive on an island swarming with enemies. I’m allowed to be cuddly, and you certainly deserve cuddles.” the gryphon grumbled in reply.

He then paused, and Skystar felt the pressure on her head lift- “Erm…if this is too much cuddly or the like, I didn’t mean to suddenly be all-”

Skystar sighed, reaching up to tap a claw against the stammering gryphon’s beak. “Nothing too sudden about it. I do have to say, kisses were a great way to avoid thinking about our current predicament down there, but if I wasn’t comfortable with it, I’d have told you. I assume that’s where that train of thought was going?”

A slight nod was Galen’s answer, prompting a giggle from Skystar. “If not for how respectful it is, sometimes I think you overthink the courteous-ness. I’ve wanted to be this close to you for a while, so…” she reached forward to nuzzle along his neck, returning to the comforting position of resting her cheek against his.

She felt the gryphon sigh slightly, his warm cheek still pressed against hers.
“I was so afraid I’d lose you down there.”

Gripping Galen’s claws tightly, Skystar smiled ever so slightly, feeling the Prince’s beak lift in the slightest grin. “But you didn’t. I’m still here, and I’m not going anywhere.”

It was her turn to pause, a slight smile twitching at her beak. “You know, if I deserve cuddles, I am not about to refuse such a claim…”

Galen was more than happy to comply, nuzzling the top of the hippogriff’s head before returning to rest his cheek against hers. The world seemed to slow, and exhaustion crept into both of their frames.
I’m just glad you’re back to normal, and safe.

“Sir?”

Both Galen and Skystar jerked as Tac’s voice emanated from the entryway, the medic Ashen not able to resist an amused grin.

“You were resting, and I briefly checked in to ensure all was well; That was a few hours ago. We are approaching Anthracite, and I believe you are well enough to walk to the main deck. I assumed you would want to show the Princess…”

Galen waved a set of claws, smoothing down some feathers on his face as he cautiously stood, sliding off the medical bed and nodding slowly.

“Well enough it would seem, and yes, thank you Tac.” The Prince replied, waiting until the medic had left before glancing to Skystar.

“Mwa?” Skystar mumbled, re-orienting herself and perking up. “Oh! We’re almost there! I can’t wait to see what it-MMMFFF!”

The hippogriff sagged into Galen’s embrace as the gryphon yanked her into a passionate kiss, a wide smile spread across his features as he pulled back briefly.

“I finally get to show you my home,” he whispered, “well, one of them. I’m just happy to have you here with me, Sky.”

The Princess couldn’t avoid the blush that spread across her cheeks and down her neck, only managing to let out a soft happy chirp at first. “I’m just glad you’re back to, well, being you. I was worried with you being hurt….”

Another strong embrace had the Hippogriff’s heart pounding as she looked up into Galen’s adoring eyes, the gryphon tracing a set of claws across Skystar’s head feathers.

“Thanks to you, I’m fine, and here. And very much looking forward to spending time with you.” he replied softly, letting out a regretful sigh. “But there’s a monster to be slain first, but before that business…lets go see Anthracite.”

Skystar eagerly followed him out of the room after another comforting squeeze of Galen’s arms, noting how every Ashen immediately saluted the gryphon as they passed through the wide halls. And they are definitely performing that gesture genuinely- I’ve seen guards not respect rules and courtesies.

Climbing a metal staircase, Galen took a deep breath of the fresh air as they walked onto the main deck, prompting Skystar to gasp.

The main ships deck wasn’t that much different from Galen’s ship- two main mast supports in the center, and railings all around. What was very different, were the black storm clouds surrounding the vessel, and the dozens of Ashen the milled about on the main wooden deck of the vessel. To either side of them, barely visible through the clouds, were four other similarly-sized ships, except these sported large ballistae’s lining their sides.

“This storm system is all artificial.” Galen explained as they walked towards the prow of the ship. “It surrounds the entire nation, but I expect we’ll be dropping that cover fairly soon. Unless you have the correct spell, and are verified by the mages on the mainland, you get turned around and spat out. That’s how we’ve avoided prying eyes from either the cult or shipping vessels all this time.”

“Authentication?” A booming voice echoed across the deck, a large gryphon materializing in the center of the deck. An Ashen unicorn trotted over from the wheelhouse in the rear of the ship, horn ablaze and sending a short spell towards the new arrival.

“Code verified as Medical Vessel Scalpal, welcome to Anthracite, and, welcome home, Sir.” The gryphon remarked, turning to nod at Galen before vanishing.

“That was more for show, for the record. We can detect the mana-core of a ship and get its signature as well.” Galen whispered with a slight grin. “But, you’re one of the first visitors to ever see Anthracite. My crew has seen bits and pieces of it.”

The clouds abruptly parted, and Skystar’s jaw dropped. A series of lush islands lay in front of them, rocky outcroppings ringing the edge of what must have once been an active volcano. Every so often, massive white stone towers topped with a house-sized large mana crystal rose from the outcroppings, bristling with ballista and parapets lined with armed Ashen.

Drawing closer to the main island, Skystar couldn’t help but stare, head on a swivel as they approached. Soaring nearly to the top of the volcano, crystal and stone buildings pierced the sky, numerous small shapes flying this way and that between the tall towers. On the top of the mountain was a single massive granite castle, towers and spires reaching even further to the heavens, bordering some massive airship docks and construction gantries. Lower on the volcano’s cape amid bushy trees, smaller, squat dwellings dotted the area in neat suburbs, marketplaces and parks easily visible from the air as distant creatures hustled and bustled about on their daily business.

On the fringe of the island, large wooden docks stood ready to receive ships of all shapes and sizes, a large fishing fleet apparently returning with the day’s catch as they unloaded onto waiting cranes and carts.

“It’s beautiful…” Skystar whispered, and saw Galen’s ears perk up as he smiled.

Smaller airships now zipped closer, escorting the medical vessel to the large docks next to the castle, and a strange green glow began to form next to Skystar.

Flashing into existence, Ley beamed as she ran over to give Galen a hug, then briefly turning to Skystar for such a gesture with a grin. She opened her mouth- but then shook her head with a cheeky smile, vanishing with a wave to who-knows-where.

“Good, she’s alright. They must have vanquished the forces; we should be joined by the fleet soon.” Galen mused, then turned to look at the sprawling crystal and stone city that gleamed in the sunlight.

Seeing most of the crew start to gather, Galen nodded to Skystar with a wink. “Hmm. I was wondering if this would happen. I didn’t plan on this, but I believe evercreature would appreciate a bit of formality; I’m sure one of these cheeky creatures has a broadcasting crystal. Just a formal welcome, if that is alright.” he whispered, prompting Skystar to nod ever so slightly. If anyone could understand formality…well, she had been through plenty of pomp and circumstance.

Gesturing to the sweeping expanse below them as the ship docked, Galen bowed his head and offered a set of claws to the hippogriff.

“Princess Skystar,” he began, “As leader of this nation, may I formally welcome you to Anthracite.

Author's Note

The Cavalry arrives! HUZZAH!
And we finally arrive to this mysterious nation! Oh. And so much fluff. We're in the final chapters now...I think I can manage one per week, since I've written ahead slightly. Thank you all for the continual feedback!

Chapter Fifteen: Tours and Relaxation

“That’s it? That’s all we know?” Galen asked the Ashen council before him, the group of creatures nodding slowly.

“We are unable to get close; they have patrols around all of Mount Aris. We believe an assault on the palace will come within a day, and the rangers are standing by.” A familiar gryphon replied, Skystar recognizing his voice, as well as all the others’ from when she overheard their talk about Galen’s ship.

The hippogriff was sitting to the side of the large circular room, the others gathered at a crystal table in the center of the dark stone area. Only a few words from the Prince’s beak had ensured that where Galen went, she went.

Skystar was not a fan of early morning anything, but the kiss that Galen had given her when she had walked into his room at first light had certainly had begun to change her mind on the subject.

“So, my uncle is the nexus in Mount Aris, and they are preparing for an attack. That’s as much as we know?” Galen asked, the council members nodding.

“Very well. Keep everything on standby. I’m going to show Skystar around the city, and perhaps boost some moral. We’re about to take back our home…your home, with this operation. Once my uncle is gone, Old Anthracite’s skeleton crew will easily be taken care of. I think that deserves a bit of celebration.” he mused, then standing a bit taller as he addressed everycreature.

“Thank you for your continued faith in my, Councilcreatures. I hope-”

“Oh, just hush Galen.” An old gryphon chuckled, waving a set of talons. “You’ve done so much for us; we are in your debt. That much we have stated and will continue to state. Now, leave the preparations to us, and go show Princess Skystar around the city. Congratulations by the way.” the gryphon remarked, glancing over to the princess as Skystar blushed slightly.

“Thank you, Ja’lin. I suppose an announcement is in order. Something simple. Perhaps ‘the prince is now dating a gorgeous hippogriff by the name of-’

“Galen….” Skystar hissed, covering her face as everycreature chuckled.
Ja’lin, so that’s the name of that nice gryphon. But REALLY Galen!?

“We’ll see to it. Now shoo.” Ja’lin remarked, waving a set of claws as a cheekily-grinning Galen walked over to Skystar, leading her out of the room and into the large castle halls.

“Well, want to see the city?” the gryphon chuckled, getting a shove from Skystar’s shoulder, the hippogriff trying to glare at him.

Before Skystar could reply, she heard a familiar voice pipe up.

“Well, about time we could see you!” Gears grumbled, the hedgehog jogging up and tossing Galen a brief salute.

“Good to see you Captain. Or rather, Prince.” the hedgehog mused, all of Galen’s crew rounding the corner with matching grins.

“Heard you got into a bit of a trouble.” Pergin mused, Staunch then letting out a relieved sigh.

“So, you got the emergency packs I tossed overboard?”

Skystar nodded, not able to resist walking over to give the pony a hug. “And the bag of crystals, and the message. Thank you.”

The medic beamed as Tilly walked over and shook Galen’s talons firmly, his second-in-command nodding in approval.

“We were worried for you two, but we got help as fast as we could. And I’ve never seen such a response…”

“Oi. Don’t think we stayed away either.” Alabaster piped up, his wife waving at his side.

Galen chuckled, nodding briefly as he looked over his crew happily. “I’m just glad you all are safe. The next few days are going to be interesting.” his shoulders then slumped slightly.
“I don’t know if, or when I’ll go back to being your Captain, honestly. Until then, or we make such a thing formal, Tilly, you’re in charge.”

The crew looked to each other, back to Galen- and promptly burst out laughing.

“Yeah, right. I give it what, a month?” Gears gasped, his sides heaving with mirth. Even Pergin was grinning, head shaking slightly.

“I’ll give it two.”

Seeing Galen’s confused features, Tilly piped up with a kind smile of her own.
“It’s what you do, Galen. Maybe you won’t be the captain of our ship personally, but we know enough about you that you’ll be back. If you’ll have us as part of Anthracite’s fleet, we’ll be here to stay.” Tilly remarked, Staunch then piping up.

“Galen, can you honestly say you’ll never Captain the ship again, be it for an emergency or exploratory mission?”

Skystar’s own beak began to turn up in a smile as her gryphon shook his head.

“I suppose not.”

“Well there you have it! I’ll keep the ship warm for you until then! Now please, let these arcane gentlecreatures know we’ll be joining your fleet! I’ve had enough of sitting at a dock!” Tilly asked in exasperation as Galen sighed, shaking his head slowly with a smile.

“I’ve missed you guys. I’ll let them know, and it’s good to see you all.”

“You can’t get rid of us that easily. We’ll leave you be to show your Princess around though. Alabaster promised us a short tour at long last!” Gears added, pausing as Galen waved the hedgehog closer.

“If you’re free at the usual tavern later…I’m thinking of giving evercreature a boost in moral, things being as tricky as they are.”

The widest smile Skystar had ever seen split Gears’ face, the hedgehog nodding once and walking off.

“Huh?” the hippogriff asked, promptly letting gout a pleasant hum as Galen nuzzled her neck.

“You’ll see later. Now, let me show you my home, at least a bit. A full tour will have to wait until we’re not at war.”

“I’ll just be happy to see any part of your home Galen.”

Skystar’s neck hurt form turning this way and that, her head having been on a swivel for the past hour or two.

From the stone and crystal palace, Galen had led her through the main streets, the hippogriff marveling at the neatly placed cobblestone and crystal lampposts. Markets were in full swing, Ashen of all species hawking their wares this way and that.

It was similar to Canterlot and Mount Aris, in many ways. Everycreature went about their daily lives- they just happened to be made of energy. The homes were of stone and wood, and the only large difference were the ever-present groups of soldiers that trotted towards the palace or docks.

The massive airship had finally returned; the beetle-like craft docking at the main airship facility. It was low enough that Skystar could see the runes etched into its hull, as well as see numerous Ashen fly up to inspect the dented armored sections. According to Galen, it was their main battleship, and Skystar could only marvel at the engineering wonder.

She was still curious about this tavern Galen had mentioned, and couldn’t help but wonder what sort of surprise he had planned as they paused in a small museum. Galen had been pulled aside by an important-looking minotaur for a few minutes, and the hippogriff was left to read a small plaque, set underneath a replica scouting airship.

“So, this is the first airship Galen bought? And that’s how you all got to his island?” she asked, a peppy pony Ashen nodding, apparently excited to finally give someone a tour of the museum pieces.

“Yup! After Ley spoke with him and the Prince realized where we were all hiding, he used his first funds to buy a ship. It wasn’t the sturdiest thing, and it actually ended up crashing here. But the goal was to get us here as fast as possible, and Prince Galen did that. After activating the Seal Gem in the amulet, we set about building what you see here.” the pony proclaimed proudly, then managed a slightly sly grin.

“Only took us little over a decade, but New Anthracite is more glorious than Old. But the place in the gryphon provinces is still home to many, which is why I hope we get it back someday.”

A touch to Skystar’s wings made her let out a soft chirp, Galen grinning as he nudged her shoulder.

“Sorry about that; there were a few final preparations they wanted my input on.”

Skystar nodded, waving to the pony as Galen looked down to her.
“Thank you for explaining things; I haven’t had as many moments as I’d like to go over Anthracite’s history.”

The museum curator stammered briefly before nodding, waving a dismissive hoof to the Prince.
“I-it was my pleasure, your Highness.”

Galen blinked, as though hearing such a title didn’t register, but finally bowed his head briefly in approval as they left.

Huh. I’ve seen that before- in the markets, a lot of these Ashen really respect him. Galen doesn’t seem to understand it all, or appreciate it. I can understand that to an extent….Hmmmmm.

“Sorry. Not used to hearing that. I’ve never liked such a title.” Galen mused as they walked down the streets once again.

“It’s just a term of respect, which the Ashen really seem to hold for you. I was just thinking; you’ve given up a lot for them, haven’t you?” Skystar mused, happy to voice her thoughts out loud.

“I suppose.”

“Suppose?!” Skystar squawked, letting out a sigh as she paused, Running her head along Galen’s neck, she pressed her cheek to his, ending the gesture with a gentle kiss.

“You’ve given up a lot for these creatures. If I recall from a certain eavesdropping session I had, the council was quite adamant about that fact. Do you think, perhaps, the only one who doesn’t understand that is you?” Skystar asked, now pulling back to look into Galen’s gentle eyes.

“You’re an incredible gryphon, Galen. Give yourself some credit now and again. That said, I’ll gladly keep reminding you of it.” A final nuzzle sealed the Princess’s words, Galen not able to do anything but smile for a moment.

“Thank you, Sky. And is it bad I look forward to these reminders?”

A long kiss shut up the cheeky gryphon, but did nothing to disprove his words as Skystar pressed her chest against his briefly.

A soft flash caught her attention; Galen’s gauntlet lighting up after the long period of dormancy.

“Oh, looks like we’re set. Follow me, Sky. I think you’ll enjoy this.” Galen remarked leading her down the road once again.

What are you up to Galen?

With the notification from Gears spurring him onward, Galen couldn’t help but smile. To many, it’d be a silly, simple thing. Yet right now, he had a feeling this was exactly what evercreature needed.

We’re on the cusp of finally meting out justice, avenging all those dead. But that’s not what everycreature needs to focus on right now.

I need to remind them that this is about us, everyone up to this point…I need to remind them of what we have accomplished, what we can accomplish. That’s what I’ve always tried to do, lead and show what good we can do in this world together, even if it’s just me proclaiming it at times.

Leading Skystar into a large wooden building, Galen nodded to the bartender, who was still dishing out sparkling drinks to various patrons. Ashen couldn’t get drunk- so those drinks were only for tourists and not served yet. But there wasn’t a creature around who didn’t enjoy a drink with enough spice and seasoning to make your throat burn. Perhaps that’s just an Ashen thing; I’ll have to offer Sky one sometime…

Meandering through the numerous chairs and tables set in front of a medium-sized stage of sorts, Galen paused at one near the front, turning to the hippogriff briefly. His limbs turned to jelly as her curious eyes met his; full of nothing but curiosity and care.

“Galen?”

He blinked, shaking out of his stupor with a grin.
“Sorry…kind of easy to get lost in your eyes.”

The honest words had the desired effect, the modest hippogriff turning a new shade of crimson with a huff.

“Just wait here Skystar. It’s a performance of sorts; I think you’ll like it.”

The Prince then vanished to a side hallway, grinning as Gears greeted him with a wave.
“You haven’t done this in ages…do you think they’ll remember?” The hedgehog mused, holding up a small crystal container. “Got it right here by the way. You think it’ll attract a crowd? I mean, White Mask Grooms is always a hit.”

Galen grinned, poking an eye out from the curtains on the stage as a few individuals began to trickle in.
“Oh, give it thirty seconds after the music starts. They’ll remember.”

After testing his magic, the gryphon weaved his armor together, the golden symbol of Anthracite standing out on the breastplate as Gears chuckled, waving his paws excitedly.
“Oh! Do I get some? Pleaaaaaaase?” he begged, letting out a sigh of relief as a matching breastplate encased his frame. “Awesome, I love this armor. The others will be here shortly of course- but they never really wanted to try this sort of thing.”

Galen nodded, glancing over to an Ashen waiter who handed him a small amplifying crystal.
“Well, as long as they’re here…I think they’ll enjoy this, impromptu as it is.”

Skystar blinked, a low hum resonating through the room. Two speakers crackled on either side of the stage, and the hippogriff couldn’t help but stand up curiously.
What are you up to Galen? And I swear I saw Gears behind those curtains.

To her surprise, the room filled up within moments, Ashen astral forms overlapping slightly as more than one creature hopped up and down with excitement.

The music rose quickly, but not enough to immediately shock the listeners. What did startle Skystar, was of how every Ashen present immediately began to pound the floor with one of their claws or hooves in time to the beat.

Without much fanfare, Galen walked onto the wooden platform, Gears at his side with the biggest grin on his spikey features. Dark armor clad the pair, and the Prince seemed to radiate a powerful confidence.

And then Galen began to sing.

She wouldn’t have bet on him this decent of a singer, yet his deep voice thundered out through the room and sent a shiver down Skystar’s spine. What it lacked in perfect tone was made up for in excess by the determination and emotion in the gryphon’s voice. Gear’s own slightly-raspy and nasally tone spun into a perfect harmony with the words, the diminutive hedgehog’s voice only bolstering the Knight’s.

She recognized the song; yet something about it piqued her interest. What was it..
--Music Begins--*click*
With every line, the floor shook as every creature sent a hoof or claw slamming against the stone foundation.
“The glory of a nation dies, a symbol of this war is coming…”
*Thump*
“Out of the depths we crawled to light, Never give in when the fire rises.”
*THUMP*
A warning meant to save our lives from fear’s religion
*THUMP*
Standing here we are unified, Our hearts bear crosses”
*THUMP*

Skystar’s ears perked up, a strange energy filling the room.

“Can’t turn back now! WE ARE,”

As though rehearsed a thousand times, evercreature present joined in, and the emotion that carried with hundreds, if not thousands of voices made Skystar’s fur and feathers stand on end. She then remembered the name of the ship she had seen in the museum that had carried Galen and all of the Ashen to the island, and the large letters emblazoned on the battleship; being one of the same.

“WE ARE THE ‘REVELATION’, SO SCREAM IT OUT NOW!”

The words now took on a deeper meaning, enough to make Skystar join in with the song with gusto. The creatures who had once been enslaved for centuries now sang without abandon, hope filling everyone’s veins.

“We are, we are the birth of a nation!”

What few creatures had weapons raised them high, their gesture being joined by free claws, paws, hooves, or empty tankards.

“So join as one! It's time to raise our flags up high!”

The rest of the lyrics burned themselves into Skystar’s memory; each line taking on a different and unique message when sung by this group of refugees and warriors.

As she joined in for another chorus, the Princess’s heart fluttered at seeing Galen gesture to the crowd, his own claws raised up high. Breastplate shining in the crystal lighting, the Prince seemed to be in his element. Not singing, but inspiring; Helping his subjects remember how far they had come, and how much higher they could rise.
Giving them hope.

Watching Galen grin as the gathered Ashen joined in for another verse, Skystar couldn’t help but smile, her freckled cheeks refusing to do anything else but light up.
You’re a leader, Galen. Even if you were forced into it…look what you’ve done. I thought I didn’t like the idea of ruling, but I’ve never seen a leader like you before. Look at the creatures who would follow you to the ends of the earth because of what you have done, because who you are.

Skystar’s own heard thudded in her chest, her final thought bringing a blush to her cheeks.
I’m certainly one of them.
[End Music]

As the song wound down, Galen’s sides heaved, still clad in the very attractive breastplate as the Knight hopped off the stage. The Ashen dissipated rather quickly, either walking or vanishing as they appeared elsewhere on the island.

“So….um…?” Galen stammered; his words being cut off as Skystar jumped into the air with a flare of her wings.

“That. Was. AWESOME!” She exclaimed, still all smiles as Galen beamed.

“Really?”

“I’ve heard that song before, but it takes on a muuuuuch different meaning being sung by you, here, and with evercreature. I’m guessing this has happened before?” Skystar mused, then seeing Galen nod.

“A few times. Evercreature seems to enjoy it, and it is fun. I’m not the best singer, but…”

“Galen, you sounded great, but I don’t think it’s just your voice they come to hear, it’s what you’re saying, and how you say it.” Skystar gushed, not able to help herself. “I’ve seen creatures look at royalty with different gazes; and they came here to hear you. These Ashen really do care about you…it’s rather incredible.” the hippogriff mused, then looked down as Gears nudged her forelimb.

“Yea, we’ve tried to tell him that for ages. But his head is harder than armor plating.” the engineer chuckled, waving to Galen as his armor began to dissipate.

“I saw the rest of the crew outside; I’ll meet you there for a moment?”

“Aye, give me a second.” Galen mused, happily turning to Skystar with a smile. “I’m just glad you liked it. It’s a bit of an odd thing, I know, but-”

‘Are you kidding? We toooootally can dominate karaoke night sometime!” Skystar giggled, then nudged Galen with a shoulder “If you’re up to it that is.”

Before Galen could give his answer, a familiar lime-green Kirin flashed into existence next to them.
However, she wasn’t smiling.

“Galen, it’s Mount Aris; the palace is under attack.”

Author's Note

I've had this song and this scene stuck in my head for probably over half of the story. It just fits, so thought I'd include it! Hopefully it didn't seem too far out there; it's a good way to rile up the troops!

And a few adorable moments...AND HEY, THE CREW IS SAFE
We're in the final stretch now...