Trixie's New Roleby JhoiraChaptersTrixie Wakes Up, And Fouls UpTrixie Opens UpTrixie The ConsortTrixie Wakes Up, And Fouls UpTrixie yawned quietly as she snuggled into her bed. This new blanket was by far the best investment she'd made in a while, it felt like she had an entirely new bed! A bigger one even, though she must have rolled against the wall of her caravan as there was something big pressing against her back. Though her wall was strangely fluffy and warm, smiling to herself until she noticed that some of her props must have fallen over her bed as she felt something draped over her body, but they were warm so she didn't mind. While Trixie's half sleep-addled brain ignored most the inconsistencies, it couldn't ignore the answering yawn that came from behind her. Trixie bolted out of bed her horn flaring with magic as she whirled to face the intruding in her caravan. Unfortunately for Trixie she wasn't in her caravan, so she didn't actually manage to leave the bed, and there wasn't a far wall to stop her momentum. With a loud cry and a flailing of legs Trixie tumbled off the edge of the bed she hadn't been expecting to be there. Trixie let out a small groan and rubbed her head. Why did her head hurt so much!? It had only been a few feet... Then Trixie's eyes widened in shock as she looked up to see Celestia's head pop over the edge of the bed. "Oh dear, are you alright precious?" Trixie squirmed as she was lifted with magic back up onto the large bed with its plush softness that Trixie hadn't imagined was possible while it was still a solid object that supported weight. Celestia had sat up and pulled the small pony over to her, nestling Trixie right between her forelegs and pulling her in close, leaning in and smiling, nuzzling Trixie gently as she inspected the traveling magician. "You don't look any worse for wear. Why'd you jump out of bed like that, it's dangerous." Trixie was still too dumbfounded to speak, not only was she interacting directly with Princess Celestia... Well, at least Princess Celestia was interacting with her. She squirmed a bit in the princess' grasp, biting her bottom lip and looking to the side, groaning slightly as she looked away too fast, what was this... Was she hung over? How much did she drink last night!? She could vaguely remember performing for the princesses, a great honor even for the great and powerful Trixie... But then... She was invited to dinner and... Oh dear... She started to unload all of her problems onto the princess... Celestia smiled faintly as Trixie groaned, nodding. "Ahh, I see precious, forgive me. It's been so long since I've had one I forgot that hangovers exist." Celestia's horn lit up for a moment and Trixie's head cleared almost instantly. Trixie couldn't stop her sigh of relief as she looked up to meet Celestia's eyes, blushing brightly as she remembered where she'd woken up, and that the princess was being extremely affectionate to her. Trixie swallowed nervously. "Uh... G-Good morning princess." Celestia raised an eyebrow as she tried to meet Trixie's eyes but Trixie seemed to be avoiding her. "Precious, what's the matter? Where's that confident mare I met last night?" "T-Trixie is still confident." "No, you're not precious. You're nervous." Celestia reached in and gently began to massage Trixie's chest with a hoof, causing her to let out a small sound, halfway between a moan and a whimper. "What's the matter precious?" Trixie squirmed under that understanding gaze, she wouldn't have thought the princess like this. She... She was Princess Celestia! "Well... Uh..." Trixie's ears lowered and she bowed her head. "T-Trixie is sorry for... Uh... Burdening you with all her issues last night princess." Celestia smiled and leaned in nipping at Trixie's ears, causing her to flick them in irritation. "None of that now precious. I'm happy to listen to the troubles of my subjects. Especially such a precious subject." Trixie smiled a bit nervously up at the princess. "O-Of course princess..." Trixie cast her eyes around the room and couldn't locate her hat or cape. "Uh... Princess, where are Trixie's things?" "Oh, we sent them out to be cleaned, remember precious?" Trixie slowly nodded, thinking back she did remember that she was pretty sure she could remember all of last night, unfortunately, it was a lot of information to sort through. "Though I still don't know why you didn't let me order you new ones from the royal tailors. Those are so old and patched." "Well they've been with Trixie all this time... Trixie wouldn't say no to new ones though, but... Trixie wouldn't want to get rid of her old ones." Princess Celestia smiled widely. "An excellent compromise precious. I would hate for my consort to have to wear old capes around the palace." Celestia got up, stretched, and walked off the bed, starting to get ready for her day. Trixie was simply staring at her as she went about her morning rituals, only notice that Trixie seemed frozen after a few minutes. "Whatever is the matter precious?" "Uh..." Trixie quickly tried to sort her memories. "Trixie doesn't remember talking about consorts..." Celestia frowned but nodded, sighing gently. "Oh, my apologies Trixie I didn't realize this was... A one-time thing. But I shouldn't have assumed, do forgive me, now I have to go, when you're ready just ask one of the guards to show you out." And with that Celestia quickly trotted out the door, letting it shut a bit harder than was completely polite behind her. Trixie had raised a hoof but didn't manage to say anything in time to stop the princess from leaving. Trixie didn't know what she had planned to say, but she certainly didn't like the idea of the princess being mad at her! Or of the princess not letting her stay... She had her caravan but it didn't have a nice warm, kind pony in... Trixie shook her head. Of course, the great and powerful Trixie didn't need anypony else! It was the thought of being a royal consort and having a nice lush bed to sleep in that was the attraction, not the princess herself. Well besides the fact the princess was a princess of course! Trixie paced around the room trying to think of the best way to tell the princess she hadn't been saying no, she had just... Been unsure of the event, and she had been correct, it hadn't been discussed! But then Trixie guessed that Celestia was used to people just taking her word as law, which if Trixie hadn't been so surprised by the statement she would have done. Trixie continued to pace until there a guard banged on the door to ask if everything was alright. "Miss Trixie the princess said that we should escort you out whenever you were ready." Trixie bit her bottom lip and trotted around in a circled, a small nervous habit she'd picked up, which happened to be a lot easier when she wasn't in her tiny little caravan, blinking and doing the first thing she could think of. "Trixie isn't ready! She... Uh... She won't be ready for... A few days...?" There was a long pause on the other side of the door before the voice responded. "Very well, we shall convey your intentions to the princess." Author's Note This is a bit late to add but when the word consort is used I'm thinking more along the lines of Imperial China than European nobility. So consort is a concubine except it's actually a respected position to hold. Trixie Opens UpTrixie let out a sharp meep as she wheeled around, her ears instantly going down as the doors banged open with Celestia standing in the middle of the doorway to her bedroom, flanked by royal guards. Trixie had obviously misstepped, she was hoping that Celestia would come back to talk to her but she obviously had taken Trixie's statement the wrong way. Whimpering gently Trixie was about to try and salvage it with a quick explanation, but Celestia walked in first, the doors shutting behind her. Trixie blinked, looking up at her nervously. Imperiously, more akin to Luna's 'royal voice' Celestia said one word. "Explain." For some reason, this cold demanding Celestia was more frightening than the one flanked by royal guards. Trixie squirmed under the Alicorn's gaze, blushing gently. "Uh... Princess... T-Trixie... Uh..." Trixie pawed at the lush carpet nervously. "Trixie was hoping that she could go back to our conversation earlier..." Celestia shook her head. "You can't go back on anything Trixie. Once something is done it's done." Trixie nodded, shifting nervously. "Y-You're right of course... But... Uh... Trixie would like to..." "To stay in the castle and enjoy its luxuries." Trixie shook her head vigorously, then paused and hesitantly nodded. "Well... Yes... But... But Trixie would more like to... To be your... Consort Princess." Princess Celestia raised one elegant eyebrow. "And you didn't say this before because...?" Celestial had been through ponies admitting to the first part, though insulting, their honesty was refreshing. The ones who claimed to be truly interested but weren’t were far worse. Trixie flushed a bit but this point wasn't actually her fault! "You didn't give Trixie a chance to respond! It wasn't her fault you ambushed her with the idea then went off in a huff! We didn't talk ab..." Trixie's brain caught up with her mind and she petered off, looking to the side. "M-My apologies princess..." The fact that Trixie was looking away caused her to miss Celestia's smile, it had been a long time since anyone besides Luna had talked to her like that. That was the most honest a pony had been with her in a while. Trixie let out a small yelp as magic dragged her over to the princess, but Celestia was only pulling Trixie over to her to nestle her back between her forelegs. Seemed to be Celestia's favorite place for her new consort. "You are right there precious." She leaned in and nuzzled her new consort. "My apologies precious I shouldn't have jumped to that conclusion. But it has happened so many times before I just assumed. They're here for the prestige or the privilege, but you are different aren't you precious?" Trixie flushed but nodded, looking to the side, but those gentle coaxing lips from the princess... Trixie never would have guessed that Princess Celestia was so very affectionate. She would assume she was noble, and she was, usually in public, but in private she was more touchy than Trixie was used to, not that she was about to complain about it. "W-Well Princess... You know, you and Trixie talked about it last night..." Celestia nodded but said quietly. "I know, but I want to hear you say it again. You need to admit your problems to solve them precious." Trixie whined gently and squirmed, looking away from the princess only to feel a hoof gently guide her gave back to the princess'. "And tell me when you're looking me in the eyes precious, you can't pretend, you need to admit it, or I can't help you. And I can't have a consort that won't tell me the truth." Trixie whimpered again but nodded. "Trixie... Would very much like to be your consort princess... She's never had someone she could tell... About her issues." "Your issues precious." Trixie blinked in surprise then giggled. "Trixie isn't avoiding her issues princess. It's how a show pony talks!" Celestia smiled faintly. "Very well, but humor me precious." Trixie nodded, though she squirmed she was unable and unwilling to look away from the princess. "Well princess... Trixie... I. I haven't ever told others about... My issues." "You've had friends precious, why not tell Starlight Glimmer, or Twilight?" Trixie nervously pawed at the ground, she couldn't really tell the princess that she wasn't friends with Twilight Sparkle. "Uh... Well, I just... It's not their issues and I don't want to give them more issues than they have to deal with..." Celestia chuckled. "But it was ok to unload them on a princess?" Trixie swallowed nervously. "Trixie was tipsy..." "You were tipsy." "I was tipsy... It was... A less than good idea I admit." "I think it was an excellent idea. We likely wouldn't have gotten here without it." Trixie nodded, smiling shyly up at the princess. She hadn't often met another pony that could make her feel timid but it was the princess after all! Nothing to be ashamed of there. "But that's not what I meant." Trixie tilted her head in confusion as the princess let her have control back. "Why do you want my attention so much precious?" Trixie blushed brightly but couldn't do much besides answer... Or leave, and she didn't want to leave. "Because you were so kind to Tri... Me last night. You were so... Affectionate. You let me... Uh... Express myself..." Trixie wasn't going to admit she wept on the princess' shoulder and... "By express yourself you mean cry precious." Trixie whimpered as a hoof came up to gently press against Trixie's cheek. "You have to be honest precious, even with yourself. Have you ever cried in front of another pony before?" "Not since I was a foal..." "You've built yourself quite the little fortress haven't you?" Trixie mumbled a non-response and Celestia smiled gently at her. "Honest and on an audible level precious." "You mean I don't let people in...?" "Yes precious." Trixie nodded, looking off to the side for a moment but bringing her gaze back to look at Celestia without prompting, causing the princess to smile encouragingly at her consort. "Well, it never worked before..." "Precious one..." "He betrayed me!" "You were foals precious. He was no wiser than you." "I know... But... But it still hurts..." "And that's when you decided to never get close to another pony? So young." Trixie nodded again, unwilling to speak. "But you're letting me in precious? Quite the honor." Trixie nodded again, sniffling quietly. "Aww, precious, you don't need to hide from me." Celestia pulled Trixie out of her little niche and wrapped her in a warm hug, bringing her wings around to shield the two from view, though there wasn't anyone else around. "There precious, you're safe now." Trixie sniffled one last time before she began to ball, burying her face in Celestia's shoulder. Celestia simply held the young mare to her and let her cry. Eventually, Trixie pushed away from the princess, smiling sheepishly up at her. "S-Sorry about that princess..." Sniffling and wiping her muzzle on her foreleg Celestia smiled and produced a hankey from a nearby drawer, wiping Trixie's face off. "That's alright precious, I'm happy you were honest with me. You can stay and be my consort if you still wish." Trixie nodded, blushing a bit brighter. "B... Uh... By consort you mean we..." Celestia nuzzled the younger mare. "Only if and when you wish precious. I'm not going to demand anything of you precious." Trixie nodded, blushing faintly, but smiling. "We do need to talk about... Trixie’s...?" Celestia nodded. "Trixie's other duties, if she has any?" Celestia smiled. "Of course we will precious." "Though one other question first?" "Yes precious?" "Why do you keep calling Trixie precious?" Celestia laughed and pulled Trixie back into the space between her forelegs. "I thought that would be obvious because you are precious to me." Trixie flushed a bit brighter, even more than the prospect of her nightly opportunities did. No one had ever said that to her before. Trixie smiled and leaned up, kissing her princess gently... Only to find that Celestia was slightly less gentle, pressing Trixie down slightly as she deepened the kiss. Trixie The ConsortAuthor's Note Well, the story was ostensibly done, but some people have been questioning the use of the word consort so I'm going to explain my logic for it in this chapter. Trixie The Consort Trixie pushed open the doors to her and Celestia's bedroom, shutting the door behind her and looking about. Celestia was hard to miss but she was double checking that there were no other visitors in the room. She wasn't about to publicly question the princess, but they were thankfully alone. Celestia smiled at Trixie as she looked up from her reading. "You were out late precious." Trixie smiled a bit sheepishly, she knew Celestia was just making an observation but Trixie couldn't help feel a little guilty. She had been avoiding the princess that day because something was bothering her and she wanted time to think on her own. She had been in the garden, out in the city, randomly got in a donut eating contest with some blue mare named Minuette, and had been all the places she knew Celestia wouldn't be. "Trixie was thinking." Trixie walked over and sat in front of Celestia, not even trying to approach her for cuddles or to climb into Celestia's favorite little pocket for her. Celestia took note of Trixie's departure from her regular attitude and setting the book aside smiled at Trixie. "What is on your mind then?" Trixie smiled faintly, Celestia seemed to know her so well, it was very flattering that Celestia paid her so much attention that she learned her so quickly. Really Celestia was a thousand years old, she knew how to read ponies easily. "Well, Trixie wishes to know why she is your consort?" Celestia raised an eyebrow, that certainly hadn't been something she was expecting. "Because we wished to be in a relationship but we aren't married precious." Trixie shook her head. "No, why aren't we marefriends?" Celestia chuckled gently and smiled. "Ahh, forgive me I forgot you aren't from Canterlot." Celestia got up and pulled the smaller pony into a gentle hug. "I promise you it's not because I don't hold great affection for you, precious." Trixie smiled and nuzzled up against Celestia. "But I'm a princess precious. We don't have "marefriends" or "mates" we have concubines, consorts, and wives/husbands." Celestia smiled and booped Trixie on the nose. "And you're not just a mere concubine." Trixie blushed a little but smiled up at Celestia. "But why can't you have a marefriend?” Celestia smiled as she nuzzled Trixie, coaxing giggles out of her. ”Oh, that's ancient history precious. But to put it simply its the issue of favoritism. Since you're my consort my privileges go get you out if trouble is limited.” Trixie blinked. ”What do you mean princess?” Celestia cooed gently, taking the moment to push Trixie onto her back and leaned in giving the mare a kiss. ”Well as the head of Equestria I have broad powers to grant pardons and such if we believe extenuating circumstances allow for it. But with our charges, concubines, consorts, and wives/husbands those privileges are limited, which is why we are not allowed to have relationships that aren't categorized, to avoid favoritism and biased decisions." Trixie nodded and smiled, sitting up and nuzzling up into Celestia's neck. "Ahh, well then Trixie is happy to be your consort."
Trixie Wakes Up, And Fouls UpTrixie yawned quietly as she snuggled into her bed. This new blanket was by far the best investment she'd made in a while, it felt like she had an entirely new bed! A bigger one even, though she must have rolled against the wall of her caravan as there was something big pressing against her back. Though her wall was strangely fluffy and warm, smiling to herself until she noticed that some of her props must have fallen over her bed as she felt something draped over her body, but they were warm so she didn't mind. While Trixie's half sleep-addled brain ignored most the inconsistencies, it couldn't ignore the answering yawn that came from behind her. Trixie bolted out of bed her horn flaring with magic as she whirled to face the intruding in her caravan. Unfortunately for Trixie she wasn't in her caravan, so she didn't actually manage to leave the bed, and there wasn't a far wall to stop her momentum. With a loud cry and a flailing of legs Trixie tumbled off the edge of the bed she hadn't been expecting to be there. Trixie let out a small groan and rubbed her head. Why did her head hurt so much!? It had only been a few feet... Then Trixie's eyes widened in shock as she looked up to see Celestia's head pop over the edge of the bed. "Oh dear, are you alright precious?" Trixie squirmed as she was lifted with magic back up onto the large bed with its plush softness that Trixie hadn't imagined was possible while it was still a solid object that supported weight. Celestia had sat up and pulled the small pony over to her, nestling Trixie right between her forelegs and pulling her in close, leaning in and smiling, nuzzling Trixie gently as she inspected the traveling magician. "You don't look any worse for wear. Why'd you jump out of bed like that, it's dangerous." Trixie was still too dumbfounded to speak, not only was she interacting directly with Princess Celestia... Well, at least Princess Celestia was interacting with her. She squirmed a bit in the princess' grasp, biting her bottom lip and looking to the side, groaning slightly as she looked away too fast, what was this... Was she hung over? How much did she drink last night!? She could vaguely remember performing for the princesses, a great honor even for the great and powerful Trixie... But then... She was invited to dinner and... Oh dear... She started to unload all of her problems onto the princess... Celestia smiled faintly as Trixie groaned, nodding. "Ahh, I see precious, forgive me. It's been so long since I've had one I forgot that hangovers exist." Celestia's horn lit up for a moment and Trixie's head cleared almost instantly. Trixie couldn't stop her sigh of relief as she looked up to meet Celestia's eyes, blushing brightly as she remembered where she'd woken up, and that the princess was being extremely affectionate to her. Trixie swallowed nervously. "Uh... G-Good morning princess." Celestia raised an eyebrow as she tried to meet Trixie's eyes but Trixie seemed to be avoiding her. "Precious, what's the matter? Where's that confident mare I met last night?" "T-Trixie is still confident." "No, you're not precious. You're nervous." Celestia reached in and gently began to massage Trixie's chest with a hoof, causing her to let out a small sound, halfway between a moan and a whimper. "What's the matter precious?" Trixie squirmed under that understanding gaze, she wouldn't have thought the princess like this. She... She was Princess Celestia! "Well... Uh..." Trixie's ears lowered and she bowed her head. "T-Trixie is sorry for... Uh... Burdening you with all her issues last night princess." Celestia smiled and leaned in nipping at Trixie's ears, causing her to flick them in irritation. "None of that now precious. I'm happy to listen to the troubles of my subjects. Especially such a precious subject." Trixie smiled a bit nervously up at the princess. "O-Of course princess..." Trixie cast her eyes around the room and couldn't locate her hat or cape. "Uh... Princess, where are Trixie's things?" "Oh, we sent them out to be cleaned, remember precious?" Trixie slowly nodded, thinking back she did remember that she was pretty sure she could remember all of last night, unfortunately, it was a lot of information to sort through. "Though I still don't know why you didn't let me order you new ones from the royal tailors. Those are so old and patched." "Well they've been with Trixie all this time... Trixie wouldn't say no to new ones though, but... Trixie wouldn't want to get rid of her old ones." Princess Celestia smiled widely. "An excellent compromise precious. I would hate for my consort to have to wear old capes around the palace." Celestia got up, stretched, and walked off the bed, starting to get ready for her day. Trixie was simply staring at her as she went about her morning rituals, only notice that Trixie seemed frozen after a few minutes. "Whatever is the matter precious?" "Uh..." Trixie quickly tried to sort her memories. "Trixie doesn't remember talking about consorts..." Celestia frowned but nodded, sighing gently. "Oh, my apologies Trixie I didn't realize this was... A one-time thing. But I shouldn't have assumed, do forgive me, now I have to go, when you're ready just ask one of the guards to show you out." And with that Celestia quickly trotted out the door, letting it shut a bit harder than was completely polite behind her. Trixie had raised a hoof but didn't manage to say anything in time to stop the princess from leaving. Trixie didn't know what she had planned to say, but she certainly didn't like the idea of the princess being mad at her! Or of the princess not letting her stay... She had her caravan but it didn't have a nice warm, kind pony in... Trixie shook her head. Of course, the great and powerful Trixie didn't need anypony else! It was the thought of being a royal consort and having a nice lush bed to sleep in that was the attraction, not the princess herself. Well besides the fact the princess was a princess of course! Trixie paced around the room trying to think of the best way to tell the princess she hadn't been saying no, she had just... Been unsure of the event, and she had been correct, it hadn't been discussed! But then Trixie guessed that Celestia was used to people just taking her word as law, which if Trixie hadn't been so surprised by the statement she would have done. Trixie continued to pace until there a guard banged on the door to ask if everything was alright. "Miss Trixie the princess said that we should escort you out whenever you were ready." Trixie bit her bottom lip and trotted around in a circled, a small nervous habit she'd picked up, which happened to be a lot easier when she wasn't in her tiny little caravan, blinking and doing the first thing she could think of. "Trixie isn't ready! She... Uh... She won't be ready for... A few days...?" There was a long pause on the other side of the door before the voice responded. "Very well, we shall convey your intentions to the princess." Author's Note This is a bit late to add but when the word consort is used I'm thinking more along the lines of Imperial China than European nobility. So consort is a concubine except it's actually a respected position to hold.
Trixie Opens UpTrixie let out a sharp meep as she wheeled around, her ears instantly going down as the doors banged open with Celestia standing in the middle of the doorway to her bedroom, flanked by royal guards. Trixie had obviously misstepped, she was hoping that Celestia would come back to talk to her but she obviously had taken Trixie's statement the wrong way. Whimpering gently Trixie was about to try and salvage it with a quick explanation, but Celestia walked in first, the doors shutting behind her. Trixie blinked, looking up at her nervously. Imperiously, more akin to Luna's 'royal voice' Celestia said one word. "Explain." For some reason, this cold demanding Celestia was more frightening than the one flanked by royal guards. Trixie squirmed under the Alicorn's gaze, blushing gently. "Uh... Princess... T-Trixie... Uh..." Trixie pawed at the lush carpet nervously. "Trixie was hoping that she could go back to our conversation earlier..." Celestia shook her head. "You can't go back on anything Trixie. Once something is done it's done." Trixie nodded, shifting nervously. "Y-You're right of course... But... Uh... Trixie would like to..." "To stay in the castle and enjoy its luxuries." Trixie shook her head vigorously, then paused and hesitantly nodded. "Well... Yes... But... But Trixie would more like to... To be your... Consort Princess." Princess Celestia raised one elegant eyebrow. "And you didn't say this before because...?" Celestial had been through ponies admitting to the first part, though insulting, their honesty was refreshing. The ones who claimed to be truly interested but weren’t were far worse. Trixie flushed a bit but this point wasn't actually her fault! "You didn't give Trixie a chance to respond! It wasn't her fault you ambushed her with the idea then went off in a huff! We didn't talk ab..." Trixie's brain caught up with her mind and she petered off, looking to the side. "M-My apologies princess..." The fact that Trixie was looking away caused her to miss Celestia's smile, it had been a long time since anyone besides Luna had talked to her like that. That was the most honest a pony had been with her in a while. Trixie let out a small yelp as magic dragged her over to the princess, but Celestia was only pulling Trixie over to her to nestle her back between her forelegs. Seemed to be Celestia's favorite place for her new consort. "You are right there precious." She leaned in and nuzzled her new consort. "My apologies precious I shouldn't have jumped to that conclusion. But it has happened so many times before I just assumed. They're here for the prestige or the privilege, but you are different aren't you precious?" Trixie flushed but nodded, looking to the side, but those gentle coaxing lips from the princess... Trixie never would have guessed that Princess Celestia was so very affectionate. She would assume she was noble, and she was, usually in public, but in private she was more touchy than Trixie was used to, not that she was about to complain about it. "W-Well Princess... You know, you and Trixie talked about it last night..." Celestia nodded but said quietly. "I know, but I want to hear you say it again. You need to admit your problems to solve them precious." Trixie whined gently and squirmed, looking away from the princess only to feel a hoof gently guide her gave back to the princess'. "And tell me when you're looking me in the eyes precious, you can't pretend, you need to admit it, or I can't help you. And I can't have a consort that won't tell me the truth." Trixie whimpered again but nodded. "Trixie... Would very much like to be your consort princess... She's never had someone she could tell... About her issues." "Your issues precious." Trixie blinked in surprise then giggled. "Trixie isn't avoiding her issues princess. It's how a show pony talks!" Celestia smiled faintly. "Very well, but humor me precious." Trixie nodded, though she squirmed she was unable and unwilling to look away from the princess. "Well princess... Trixie... I. I haven't ever told others about... My issues." "You've had friends precious, why not tell Starlight Glimmer, or Twilight?" Trixie nervously pawed at the ground, she couldn't really tell the princess that she wasn't friends with Twilight Sparkle. "Uh... Well, I just... It's not their issues and I don't want to give them more issues than they have to deal with..." Celestia chuckled. "But it was ok to unload them on a princess?" Trixie swallowed nervously. "Trixie was tipsy..." "You were tipsy." "I was tipsy... It was... A less than good idea I admit." "I think it was an excellent idea. We likely wouldn't have gotten here without it." Trixie nodded, smiling shyly up at the princess. She hadn't often met another pony that could make her feel timid but it was the princess after all! Nothing to be ashamed of there. "But that's not what I meant." Trixie tilted her head in confusion as the princess let her have control back. "Why do you want my attention so much precious?" Trixie blushed brightly but couldn't do much besides answer... Or leave, and she didn't want to leave. "Because you were so kind to Tri... Me last night. You were so... Affectionate. You let me... Uh... Express myself..." Trixie wasn't going to admit she wept on the princess' shoulder and... "By express yourself you mean cry precious." Trixie whimpered as a hoof came up to gently press against Trixie's cheek. "You have to be honest precious, even with yourself. Have you ever cried in front of another pony before?" "Not since I was a foal..." "You've built yourself quite the little fortress haven't you?" Trixie mumbled a non-response and Celestia smiled gently at her. "Honest and on an audible level precious." "You mean I don't let people in...?" "Yes precious." Trixie nodded, looking off to the side for a moment but bringing her gaze back to look at Celestia without prompting, causing the princess to smile encouragingly at her consort. "Well, it never worked before..." "Precious one..." "He betrayed me!" "You were foals precious. He was no wiser than you." "I know... But... But it still hurts..." "And that's when you decided to never get close to another pony? So young." Trixie nodded again, unwilling to speak. "But you're letting me in precious? Quite the honor." Trixie nodded again, sniffling quietly. "Aww, precious, you don't need to hide from me." Celestia pulled Trixie out of her little niche and wrapped her in a warm hug, bringing her wings around to shield the two from view, though there wasn't anyone else around. "There precious, you're safe now." Trixie sniffled one last time before she began to ball, burying her face in Celestia's shoulder. Celestia simply held the young mare to her and let her cry. Eventually, Trixie pushed away from the princess, smiling sheepishly up at her. "S-Sorry about that princess..." Sniffling and wiping her muzzle on her foreleg Celestia smiled and produced a hankey from a nearby drawer, wiping Trixie's face off. "That's alright precious, I'm happy you were honest with me. You can stay and be my consort if you still wish." Trixie nodded, blushing a bit brighter. "B... Uh... By consort you mean we..." Celestia nuzzled the younger mare. "Only if and when you wish precious. I'm not going to demand anything of you precious." Trixie nodded, blushing faintly, but smiling. "We do need to talk about... Trixie’s...?" Celestia nodded. "Trixie's other duties, if she has any?" Celestia smiled. "Of course we will precious." "Though one other question first?" "Yes precious?" "Why do you keep calling Trixie precious?" Celestia laughed and pulled Trixie back into the space between her forelegs. "I thought that would be obvious because you are precious to me." Trixie flushed a bit brighter, even more than the prospect of her nightly opportunities did. No one had ever said that to her before. Trixie smiled and leaned up, kissing her princess gently... Only to find that Celestia was slightly less gentle, pressing Trixie down slightly as she deepened the kiss.
Trixie The ConsortAuthor's Note Well, the story was ostensibly done, but some people have been questioning the use of the word consort so I'm going to explain my logic for it in this chapter. Trixie The Consort Trixie pushed open the doors to her and Celestia's bedroom, shutting the door behind her and looking about. Celestia was hard to miss but she was double checking that there were no other visitors in the room. She wasn't about to publicly question the princess, but they were thankfully alone. Celestia smiled at Trixie as she looked up from her reading. "You were out late precious." Trixie smiled a bit sheepishly, she knew Celestia was just making an observation but Trixie couldn't help feel a little guilty. She had been avoiding the princess that day because something was bothering her and she wanted time to think on her own. She had been in the garden, out in the city, randomly got in a donut eating contest with some blue mare named Minuette, and had been all the places she knew Celestia wouldn't be. "Trixie was thinking." Trixie walked over and sat in front of Celestia, not even trying to approach her for cuddles or to climb into Celestia's favorite little pocket for her. Celestia took note of Trixie's departure from her regular attitude and setting the book aside smiled at Trixie. "What is on your mind then?" Trixie smiled faintly, Celestia seemed to know her so well, it was very flattering that Celestia paid her so much attention that she learned her so quickly. Really Celestia was a thousand years old, she knew how to read ponies easily. "Well, Trixie wishes to know why she is your consort?" Celestia raised an eyebrow, that certainly hadn't been something she was expecting. "Because we wished to be in a relationship but we aren't married precious." Trixie shook her head. "No, why aren't we marefriends?" Celestia chuckled gently and smiled. "Ahh, forgive me I forgot you aren't from Canterlot." Celestia got up and pulled the smaller pony into a gentle hug. "I promise you it's not because I don't hold great affection for you, precious." Trixie smiled and nuzzled up against Celestia. "But I'm a princess precious. We don't have "marefriends" or "mates" we have concubines, consorts, and wives/husbands." Celestia smiled and booped Trixie on the nose. "And you're not just a mere concubine." Trixie blushed a little but smiled up at Celestia. "But why can't you have a marefriend?” Celestia smiled as she nuzzled Trixie, coaxing giggles out of her. ”Oh, that's ancient history precious. But to put it simply its the issue of favoritism. Since you're my consort my privileges go get you out if trouble is limited.” Trixie blinked. ”What do you mean princess?” Celestia cooed gently, taking the moment to push Trixie onto her back and leaned in giving the mare a kiss. ”Well as the head of Equestria I have broad powers to grant pardons and such if we believe extenuating circumstances allow for it. But with our charges, concubines, consorts, and wives/husbands those privileges are limited, which is why we are not allowed to have relationships that aren't categorized, to avoid favoritism and biased decisions." Trixie nodded and smiled, sitting up and nuzzling up into Celestia's neck. "Ahh, well then Trixie is happy to be your consort."
