Author's Note

Guys...I have no idea what I just did.

Amour De Ma Vie

Servus whimpered as he was thrown into the room. He hit the floor with a loud thump, pain registering but unable to scream because of the strap wrapped around his muzzle . Curling tighter into a ball, his tears falling on to the white marble floor, longing for his home...his family.

He never felt so worthless before, He never felt pain like this before. From the time he was in the cage till he was brought to Canterlot, the capital of equestria, he was ridiculed, starved, insulted and abused by the Equestrian soldiers. Thankfully they stopped when he was reduced to a mutt in a very small cage. His coat and mane was shaggy and dirty, it did not help to conceal his rib-cage that was now more visible. Servus realised that they would not interfere with him as long as he knew his place. In so much of pain and suffering, Servus did not mind. He was a savage right ? An Orbemian scum and as the Equestrian soldiers reminded him. A lesser pony. A sub species.

After that they started to ignore him and actually gave him his once a day meal even though they still spat in his water. But the status quo changed once again on the last day off the journey...

The view of Canterlot was coming into view, high at the peak of a mountain, it was more impressive than the Orbemian palace.

"That's not even the palace scum," remarked a soldier , who spotted Servus gaze of amazement. "That's just the city."
Servus had no choice but to nod. The princess of night only knows what they would have done to him should he had done the latter.

According to what he overheard, they were staying here for the night and will only reach the gates of Canterlot by tomorrow around midday. As night settled, the soldiers celebrated and ate, happy that they were finally home, Servus ate his muddy flowers given to him and like every night on this painful journey did his prayer... only to be caught doing it.

"By Celestias sun ! He's doing witchcraft !," cried the Soldier, dropping the bowl of water, that was meant for Servus. The whole camp became silent as the many pair of eyes looked at the small cage.

Servus sobbing increased against the white marble floor as he recalled what they did to him after they caught him . They whipped him until he admitted he prayed to the devil. He never did. They strapped his muzzle, so know one could hear his screams of agony and the worst of all... the eyes of hatred of the ponys as he was publicly dragged across Canterlot. Do you know the feeling of being hated by every pony around ? Ponies that don't know you but seem to know you ?

Servus shook his head, ignoring the pain. No ! He will not give in. Servus brought his front hooves onto to his muzzle, they were sore and stinging from all the dragging on the streets but what won't kill will make you stronger. He groaned in agony as he finally took of the strap, breathing heavily, gulping the extra oxygen. Slowly he dragged his body to what appeared to be an abnormally large circular bed. It was ice white and had gold trimmings . It was in the middle of room with a fire place in front of it, A balcony on the right and behind the bed was a large panel of a mirror and underneath it was a row of elaborate and fancy cupboards which also matched the bed. Close to the set of doors that the guards threw him in was another door. After analysing the room he decided that the unknown door was a bathroom which means he was in someponys bedroom. Servus felt drowsy as soon as he touch the bed. It was so soft, like a cloud. Must be somepony important. Servus looked at the balcony. He could escape from here but he doubt it that he will go far before they catch him again. Overwhelmed by the pain and his exhausted body he curled into a ball on the bed, falling asleep for the first time in a week.

Servus opened his eyes he awoke from his sleep only to see a pair of magenta eyes staring at him. It was dark inside the room signalling it was nighttime. The pair of eyes had a sort of glint to them like little pink stars. Servus flinched as the room lit up as the torches around the room light up. Servus stared at the pony in front of him. Her coat was ice white matching the bed, her mane floated in the invisible wind made up of the different colours of the rainbow and her wings were huge and her horn...

Servus turned pale. An alicorn. They were not lying. Does that mean...Servus mentally scolded himself. Don't think such sacrilege !

Feeling sudden movement Servus tried to wake up only to be held back by magic. The Alicorn slowly came on the bed, not removing her gaze of Servus. She tuck her legs underneath her, her muzzle an inch away from his. Her breath smelt like strawberry s.

"Are you the Prince of Orbemia ?," said the Alicorn. Her voice was regal but emotionless. She looked beautiful like a goddess but had a dangerous aruar around her.

Servus mustered courage as he answered, surprised by the odd question. "Y-Y-Yes Princess."

Servus felt her magic as she was unwrapping something on him. Bandages.

"When I came into my room I saw you sleeping in my bed. You were badly injured and...smelly so I sent you the medical wing and my hairdresser to neaten you."

"T-Thank you your highness but..." Servus yelped as the princess levitated Servus by her side as she sat on her side, wrapping her hooves around his barrel.

Servus tried to get out of her grip only for her to tighten her hold on him. He felt her breath by his ear.

"It's pointless struggling," she said, as she began nibbling his ear. Servus felt ashamed as he felt the pleasure. This was wrong ! He was stronger than this. Servus struggled more furiously but to no avail until he bit her foreleg, quickly coming out of her grip and onto the floor.

Servus looked at the Princesses foreleg, it was bleeding. Servus ears folded.

"Princess I never mea-"

"I showed you mercy..." . Her voice was soft but with a sharp edge." I gave you medical attention... ". Servus felt her magic as it levitated him onto the bed, pinning him down on his back."...and I gave you affection but you rejected it..."

Servus looked in horror as the princesses teeth became sharper, her mane turning lava red , her eyes turning reptilian and her regalia appearing on her body.

"...and you bite me to show me gratitude !?"

The princess was on top of him her muzzle close to his ear. "Is that how you treat your wife ?"

Servus was stunned.Wife ?."N-N-No...that's not..."

THWACK!

Servus felt the blow as the princess slapped with her hoof, his cheek turning red from the burn.

"Speak when you spoken to !," said the Princess, her fangs showing. "I am Princess Celestia ! Ruler of the day and night !"
Celestia nuzzled his neck. "And you my husband. Suppose to do whatever I say. You are mine. I control you. I own you. You are my slave ..."

Servus tried to scream but was muffled by magic as Celestia licked his neck."...And slaves need to be punished if they do wrong. An eye for an eye. Seems fair..Don't you think ?"

Servus cried as her fangs buried in his neck. He tried to struggle only for Celestia to bite even harder. The pain was too much.

"You monster..." .Servus croaked as his conscious faded away.

Princess Celestia managed to turn back to her normal self after he went unconscious. She looked at his unconscious body, his neck bleeding intensively. Her heart twisting at those words. You monster.... She shook her head to get those thoughts out. No. He should have not made her angry. Why should an Orbemian scum make her feel bad. He is just the bargaining chip, the object for peace between Equestria and the rebels. But still...Celestia turned away her face away from his body. "I never did anything like this before. So cruel...why ?. He looks so young. Have I become truly a monster ?"

Celsetia healed and closed his wounds, healing his coat to prevent scars and magically cleaning the bed of all the blood, including the rest on her muzzle. She looked at her mirror to make sure she was not Dawn breaker. She normally had control over her battle form but tonight is the first for her to almost lose control.

Celestia looked at the Orbemian as she placed her wing over him. She had the plan set. they could restart there whole encounter. All she had to do was change the story in the morning to make it seem he had a bad dream.

The princess eyes eventually started to close missing the muttering of the Orbemian.

Nil desperandum Lunae duce at auspice Lunae Servus Lunae. (No need to despair Servus, for the princess of the night leads you and protects you.)