A few days had past, and Luna was finally up on four hooves once again, the only bandages on her would be wrapped around her head, for simply a small safety reason. Once Luna got off the wheelchair, she felt a moment of bliss, relief from the fact that she didn't need support to do something as simply taking a trot for at least a metre. Quillivia herself was relieved that she didn't have to exercise upon the same area of study/work for a long time, and could finally keep her eyes away from the subject of medicine.

Discord had finally showed up after a few days, in fact, the very day Luna was hopping off her wheel chair. Surprisingly, Discord didn't enter through an important memory.

"Can't you dismiss yourself from my dream without throwing me into Oblivion?" shouted Luna, visibly irritated.

"I think I found a cure for that dear little Celestia." said the sly draconequus, ignoring the lament. Luna, taken aback by what her brother was saying, let her mouth hang open slightly, her ears pointed up, and one single eyebrow lifted up, urging the Spirit of Chaos to continue.

"Oh, don't look like an Earthquake hit Ponypore. Really, I'm quite irritated by the fact that there is such an existing cure. But then again, Apocalypse. I like Equestria much more better than our home land. In fact many of the remaining draconequus like the peace and serenity in here. They not only like it, they find it a beautiful land. To wreck into Chaos." scoffed Discord. This put off Luna's initial expression, only to put on a bitch face, with crossed fore hooves.

"But we can keep the land for later, of course." quickly answered Discord, hoping the horrid scowl would go away. It didn't. Luna scowled more, her face scrunching up, as if sucking on a lemon.

"OK! I won't attack Canterlot. Promise." shouted out Discord. The bitch face remained.

"ALRIGHT! The entire Equestria!" finally said the draconequus, raising his lion paw and talon in defeat. The bitch face was finally put away, to be replaced by a victorious smile. The draconequus could finally relax, for the dreadful face was put away.

"The cure lays in the abandoned royal pharmacy's 12-lock special medication room, in the ancient Palace of The Two Sisters. The cure itself has a few more locks to get through, but being a hoity toity alicorn, you have quite a bit of an advantage. The first six tests are pretty basic, but later, it's nothing but logic and puzzles, for which Miss Blue Smarty Pants here could easily ace, if I'm not mistaken. The tests on the cure itself is not defined, it makes its own randomly-generated tests, and are under 10, in the number of locks, mostly to do with the physical side. I wonder, can Miss Blue Clumsy Pants bring herself up to complete these challenges? Or will she fall into Oblivion, once again?" said Discord, slyly, yet seemingly bored beyond means. Luna just stood aghast, looking over the entire statement, double checking it to see if she heard it right.
"Well...urm...what-wait...what? Me? No-wait a minute, I've got a long-term promise with Quillivi-" stuttered the lunar princess. Discord shook his head in dismay, and silently muzzle-clawed. He was knew that he had to knock some sense into his sister.

"So, your dear Quillivia won't be finding the cure, Boo Hoo! It's more important, at least to you and your order-filled kingdom that the Apocalypse isn't going to reign over this dear pony continent you love so much-Equestria!" Discord pointed out. This stunned Luna for awhile. Discord realised what he had done, and regained his composure.

"Luna. You've got to get a grip of yourself. The eight sins are coming. We need to cure that sister of yours fast, before it's too late. Only an alicorn can get through these locks. Putting a normal, mortal pony, even if it’s your own disciple, would just be too risky. In fact, even having information about the hidden Please, if not for Equestria, do it for that lover of yours.” reassured Discord. Luna looked up in shock, not knowing how to react. That skeptical, but reassuring voice. All of a sudden, the grown-up, chaotic Draconequus appeared as the cute little 'Dissy' that she once knew. That sweet, crooked smile. That lovely, unbroken, lilting voice. Tears slowly escaped her eyes, dripping onto the floor, and formed star after star after star. Discord, not knowing the reason behind the alicorn's tears, shrugged his shoulders, turned one of Luna's pillows from blue to pink, and smiled.

"Dissy," mumbled Luna, the word feeling strange on her tongue.

"Don't call me that!" said Discord, abashed. He glared at the Princess of the Night at the sound of the hated nickname.

"I'm gonna do it. I'll save Equestria. Even if it means breaking a promise, I'll save Equestria. Even if it means taking someone's meaning of life away, I'll save Equestria." said the midnight blue alicorn, filled with motivation, as she walked out of the room. Discord smiled slyly in relief, and De-materialised from the room. But just as he did, a look of realisation came to him, and he muttered just one word,
"Oops."

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"DISCORD!!!" screamed Luna, as she fell into a dark, bottomless pit once again.

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"My dear princess, is everything alright?" said a familiar voice. Sweat formed beads on her forehead and dripped off, onto her mid-night blue bedsheets.
"Quillivia. I have something to tell you." began Luna, still gasping for breath. She knew that she had to get this over with as quickly as possible.

"My dear princess, you have been having a whole lot of nightmares! You must rest, at least a bit, before you speak!" said the concerned, ruby-eyed unicorn. She had enough of waking up to her beloved princess in fits, and was extremely worried, wondering if there was something that she was not telling her student.

"No, this is important. You can't find the cure. You mustn't." said Luna breifly, glad to take that off her chest. She struggled to get back onto her four hooves.

"Wh-what do you m-mean, my dear princess?" stuttered Quillivia, completely taken aback, her brows furrowing in confusion.

"You mustn't. No matter what. I'll postpone the test. You won't do it. Not that subject, at least. It's my responsibility. My sister. You must not butt in. No matter WHAT!" spoke the blue alicorn harshly. The blood-orange unicorn fell off the bed, in surprise.

"B-but princess! Y-you know how important this exam is to me! And you know I have less than 6 months left before I'm taken back, forever, if I don't excel in this exam!" Quillivia tried to reason, something she had never done before to her beloved princess.

"QUILLIVIA! WE DEMAND YOU TO NEVER SPEAK OF THIS AGAIN! IF YOU DO, WE WILL HAUL YOU BACK IN THERE BEFORE YOU HAVE THE CHANCE OF TAKING THE EXAM EVER AGAIN!" shouted Luna in her Royal Canterlot Voice. Quillivia, tear stricken, bowed her head in shame, and hobbled her way out of the bedroom. Luna, realising what she had done, and called after her lover. There was no response. She knew that is was wrong to use the Royal Canterlot voice on her lover, but she was too frustrated, too emotionally drained, to think straight.

The Princess of the Night collapsed onto her bed, wetting it with her tears. She focused all her anger on her mirror, looking at her sorry reflection as she threw every possible thing she could find on the exact same spot where her image was.

"I will stop at nothing to take the lives of those who have done this to me! I will get out of here, and I'll get them, I swear!" little Quillivia's voice echoed in her head.

Completely out of a fit of rage, she buried her face in the pink pillow, and asked herself in a small voice,

"What's wrong with me?".

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Quillivia Papyrus, personal student of Luna, The Princess of the Night, could be seen hanging her head in sorrow, moping around. Tears slowly and quietly escaped her eyes, her heart was racing and her head was spinning like she was on some kind of a mindless, endless ride on an amusement park roller coaster that just made her want to throw up. She fell onto the floor, and cried out loud. She cried for the fact that in less than 6 months, she could never see her lover again. She cried for the fact that the pony she knew as her 'dear princess', wasn't herself. She cried for a promise that seemed to get closer and closer to being fulfilled, yet thrown away at a moment's notice.

"Quillivia, eh? Don't worry. I'll help you. You'll be safe. You won't need to stay in here forever. I promise." echoed Luna's sweet voice in the unicorn's head.

"You promised. You promised you'll help me. You promised that I would be safe. You promised that I would not need to go back there again, as long as I succeeded. YOU PROMISED!!!" cried out Quillivia, feeling the sadness in her heart being replaced with anger.

"You-no, I promised, that I will always be by your side, forever. I'm...I'M SO, SO SORRY, MY DEAR PRINCESS!" screamed Quillivia, as she galloped her way back to Luna's private boudoir, needing to apologise.

But once she reached there, the princess was no where in sight. She saw the broken mirror. she saw broken and bent objects all over the place. She collapsed onto the floor, trying to wipe her tears away. Her thoughts were too muddled up, and she wondered if a pony could die, in her case, all over again, from too much heartbreak. She looked up, her face glistening with tears, and whispered out two words, only to be caught by the wind, before she faded away, into nothingness.

“I’m sorry.”.

Author's Note

Damn, my eyes are bawling out. But I bet you're not doing as such, cause you have no knowledge of the promise they made. Don't worry, you'll know soon enough. Along with fading Quillivia, too.

P.S.
Word for the day - Ponypore
Ponypore is simple a pony pun added into the word, Singapore. This is well applicable, for Singapore is made up of two words - Singa & Pore. Singa, meaning 'lion', Pore, a modernisation of the word 'Pura', meaning city, thus, 'Lion city'. Thus, Ponypore can be easily translated as 'Pony city', a meaningful name, compared to other badly done puns, such as 'Fillydelphia'.

The words, 'like an Earthquake hit Ponypore', can be used in terms of sarcasm, exaggeration, etc, for Singapore, a tiny island bordered and centralised by other countries - Indonesia and Malaysia, also being a central hub of the Malayan Archipelago, thus having little chance of having an Earthquake, if none at all. Also, this is the island in which the author of 'Curing the Troll' lives in.

P.S.S.
HOLY MOLLY IT'S BEEN 6 FRIGGIN' MONTHS!
I am so, so sorry about not posting anything for this long. I hope this chapter makes it up to you guys.