The Royal Wonder

Morning Glory sat across the table from Seraphine. The tea she had been brought was masterfully crafted to her liking. This was much to her surprise, as she was quite selective in the ways her tea was prepared. Somehow, the night shift maid Mocha Swirl had read her words like a book and clung to every part of them to the letter. Despite how impressed she was with the household staff, Glory was more focused on her daughter as they sat in silence. She sat close, horizontal with the table so they did not need to shout. Though, shouting seemed inevitable at this point. When she got home, late for her next meeting, there was some turbulence between them. Neither one was being reasonable in their argument and neither one backed down from their respective points in said argument. Eventually, it came to a stalemate littered with silence.

The door came open then making both of them jump, almost making Glory spill her drink. In walked Oasis. The tan colored pony with bright white hair and a long mustache sauntered into the dining room with a cart in front of him. He even seemed to have a little bounce to his step as he fixed his very thin rimmed glasses on his face.

“Hello, my darlings. I have returned with the afternoon refreshments!” He said as he carted in the tray covered by a white tablecloth and the platter hidden by a stainless steel cover. “Don’t mind me, I am simply part of the staff at this point.” He said, knowing full well he was doing them a serious favor by coming in here while these two ladies stared each other down. He cut the tension in the room with a finely sharpened sword as he placed the platter before them and lifted the shining cloche to reveal small cakes garnished with daisies and diced carrots. “As they say in the old Prance, ‘Bon Appetit’.” He said with no irony, and Seraphine couldn’t help but smile at him.

As he leaned over the table and then leaned back toward Sera, she gave him a kiss on the cheek, which he thanked her for. She quietly said her own thanks and then turned back to Morning Glory. Her father walked back out toward the kitchen, but did not close the door behind him.

“It pains me to have to do this.” Glory said as she placed her saucer back on the table. “I simply cannot stand idly by and watch you throw away this monumental opportunity for yourself. It is clear that the freedom to act has been given to you before you reached proper maturity.”

“I will hear no more of that, mother.” Sera said when she was certain Glory was done. The last time she interrupted her, the shouting match began. “As far as I am concerned, I have felt out the terrain of this city and I have adapted accordingly. You have not lived here, you wouldn’t know what I’ve seen.”

“You have lived here for three straight days, that is hardly enough time to test the waters. No royalty in their right mind would look at what you’ve done and seen success.” Glory’s tone showed that she was already tired of trying to make this point.

“And in that timespan, I have earned the respect and love of well over half of Ranchtown’s citizens. I have climbed the ranks in both local and international social media, and I have been trending ever since I got here. Anyone will tell you that is a feat within itself.” She said, causing Glory to scoff.

“Trending!” Her mother snapped. “All of that social media nonsense. My company hardly uses it for advertising, let alone as a way to endear a princess who has already sent the wrong messages to the Celestia Royal Family, and Celestia herself, with whom, I am sure has been watching you very closely. Graduates very seldom gain a royal seat in charge of such a large city straight out of the royal boarding school. Yet you seem willing, even anxious to throw it all away on some smut actor who has not a single noble bloodline in his name?”

“I believe it is very clear that Celestia has daimed we marry whom we will without the pressures of outside influence and obligations from other family members, regardless of nobility or royal backgrounds.” She recited it as if she had read the passage verbatim from memory. While she wasn’t totally sure it was exact, it was damn close. The coldness with which she said it to her mother took her a little off guard. “Machismo is the sweetest thing on this planet and he has shown more kindness to me without the single mention of his lineage and how he could win me a kingdom as long as he marries into it. I attended more galas than I care to remember and the men I met there could not stop looking at me as nothing more than a flag to signal that they were ready to take their parents’ royal wedding gifts.”

“Darling…” Her mother softened a bit in her tone and squinted her eyes a bit. “You know I would never want you to marry those you don’t truly love. But this stallion--”

“Have you taken into consideration that we have been officially dating for 2 days now?” She sent a silence across the room. There was a very long pause as her mother gazed at her, her lips pursed. “Who has even mentioned marriage? Whoever said I was going to marry him, I barely know him! What I know about him, I like and I want to get to know him more. He may not even want to get married! Just because I am dating a stallion right out the gate does not mean I am wanting to become Mrs. Machismo. Do you even see a ring?” She showed off her left hand. “The man has got some issues with his former lifestyle choices and I am not going to judge him just because of it.”

The silence stretched once again, however her mother was now leaning back in her seat. She was gazing downward into space, all of the wind knocked out of her sails. Sera knew when her mother was being over reactive and when she was shutting down. Glory finally looked at her daughter and held up her hand, shaking her head.

“I…” Her mother mouthed for a moment, but then a batch of tears ran down her face, smearing her eye shadow. She was startled as this, holding up a handkerchief from her purse. “Perhaps was not ready to see this sort of thing happen. The princesses will never allow this sort of thing to stand. I have been trying to get through to their majesties since yesterday to try and gain their favor in the midst of all of this, but they are not accepting it as an emergency.”

“An emergency.” It was Seraphine’s turn to gain a somber face. Anger added to desperation of this whole situation. The real problem is that Sera knew somewhere in the back of her mind that her mother could very easily be right. She had not heard anything from the princesses as of yet and she couldn’t help wondering if it was a tactic in distancing themselves from her. The only thing she knew was that the two true princesses were attending urgent matters and not even she could get through to them.

“Miss Glory.” Shining Emerald appeared at the door and even Morning Glory felt a bit of relief at this. When she nodded to the royal assistant, she nodded. “Speaking as her aid, it is my duty to monitor all social media as well as official newscasts that pertain to Princess Seraphine.”

Porn actor, bathing suit model, gothic friend, all of the different news headlines rattled through her brain. It all seemed ready to explode into a massacre. Morning Glory’s look of dread made Emerald’s eyebrow raise. That’s when she showed her the screen to her tablet. The heart around Seraphine and Machismo with the teen choice of the month for #1 Celebrity Couple. This drew a wide eyed gaze from Glory. Before she could ask a question, Emerald switched to the next one. #1 Caring Princess for civil rights and environmental preservation. It showed Princess Seraphine standing at a podium at a press conference held in the morning.

“Your organizing charities for city park clean ups?” Her mother asked, and she was nodding.

“I put that together before I came to Ranchtown. As soon as I got in contact with the officials, the mayor of Ranchtown read my initial decrees.” Seraphine said, remembering getting that whole project together.

“We’re set to meet with Pearl Necklace tomorrow, and we may even get a meeting with Vineyard. She normally throws a few million into natural ecosystems. She even has a few volunteers she can call on to help with the cleanup.” Emerald said as she double checked her calendar. Seraphine nodded as she smiled at Emerald. “I will be in contact with the princesses as soon as they become available. Also, here are your approval ratings.” She said, showing a lot of green in its ratio to red.

“86%?!” Morning Glory’s mouth hung open. Even at their best, there were princesses that never even saw that number. “You’re saying social media and a bunch of newscasts pulled those sorts of numbers?”

“Machismo is now in line for Equestria’s Finest Stallions Magazine for Sexiest Stud in…” She heard Seraphine clear her throat very heavily and Emerald stopped as Sera shook her head and covered her mouth with her fist.

Then there came another long moment of silence as Morning Glory looked from Emerald to Sera, who seemed to soften her exterior, but that hard stubbornness was still in her eyes. They were not eyes of defiance, but they were eyes of a brick wall. This was a brick wall of intelligence and resolve. The princess was, afterall, her daughter and somehow obtained royal status through her own conviction. Princess school was far from easy. It was the equivalent education of a masters degree in college. That boarding school was unforgiving and somehow she had made it through without the use of alicorn magic.

“I made some friends along the way.” Sera said, finally breaking the silence. “The ones I made at school kept going bad because so many girls were breaking the rules. They indulged in pleasures they should not have, and I feel like I am the only one in my block that kept that promise for all four years. It was hard, mother. I was going through changes in my body that I was forced to neglect. We couldn’t even own a single… novelty.” She said, a pang of guilt at breaking that rule. Not that she had been caught, though. She was at least smart about that. “This was why I was so happy that so many seemed to take a liking to me. They are different than what I am used to, but I am still making my own decisions among them. I met a man who is both amazingly close to being the most amazing pony I have ever met in my life. He is both charming without asking too much and he seems to like who I am. Even when he knew who I was, royalty, and he did not bat an eye at me until we discovered a chemistry.” She tried not to sound too much like a love hungry preteen. Her mother obviously saw the sparkles in her eyes, as well as her smile.

There was another long silence. This one was abruptly interrupted by the entrance of a gray pony who gasped at the sight of Sera. The alicorn’s eyes widened. She looked up toward Raven, then back toward her mother. She was led in by Tani, who held her hands together as she stood behind her. The smile on Raven’s face was something to behold as she looked at the princess. Sera gave her a bright smile as well as she stood up from her chair.

“Beg your pardon, milady.” The young griffon said as she gave a small bow.

“Mother,” Sera said as Glory looked up toward the earth pony. The elder unicorn adjusted her glasses. “This is one of those friends now. I would like to speak with Raven Cry alone.”

Morning Glory held up her hands, giving a somewhat uncomfortable smile. “You’re the princess.”

“How did you know to bring her?” Sera said, pointing toward she said to Jet. Raven was hugging on the princess and snuggling her, which she accepted with arms wrapped around her friend. “Thank you. Oh my dear royal ass, thank you for coming. I don’t know how to thank you.”

“Well, you’re doing a good job now.” The gray pony said. “Don’t worry, I know how mothers can be. Are you holding up okay?” The tears began to well up in Sera’s eyes, even as she spoke. “Uuuhhh, I’ll take that as a--”

“No!” Sera confirmed, “I’m under her microscope and awaiting my sentence by the royal family. Apparently, my mother thinks I’m an emergency situation and is trying to ‘Give me an out’ as she as so royally put it.” Her voice had a little more malice than she wanted. “Emerald stepped up to bat, but she’s not lasting.”

“Well, I’m here to help.” Jet said as she held up a manila envelope. Sera took it and undid the adhesive. She furrowed her brow as she looked at a very small cassette tape.

“What’s this?” She said, in the background, her father said the same thing at the same time.

Desert Oasis walked in, dressed in royal pajamas that were both light in fabric, but regal enough to go around the house on his days off. The stay at this royal mansion was something to behold, indeed. “Darling! These are your friends you told me about?” He asked, and she nodded. He had been the first one she talked to after her mother’s initial arrival. “Yes, of course Raven is plastered on the news along side my dearest.” Oasis kissed his daughter’s cheek as their hands met. She returned it. “I cannot thank you enough. It is not like her to take such extreme measures unless she really wanted something. It’s nice to see she’s good at it.” He said as he fixed his spectacles on his face and rubbed his white mustache.

“Oh, I saw those photos. She’s a natural.” Raven smiled at Sera again. “Are you alright?” Her smile slipped into a more concerned expression, her brow narrowed. “Do I need to get you some more help? I’ll do whatever.”

“I think she has what she needs.” Jet said as she handed her a listening device. “Sorry about the official packaging. I had to keep it separate from the player. Makes it harder to listen to, should it be stolen.”

“Stolen?” Sera raised an eyebrow at her and Jet scoffed.

“Of course, do you know what I had to go through to get that interview with you?” Jet said, remembering it quite fondly. Any time with Fable is a memory that she looked upon in such favor. “You are, after all, the one everyone has been coming for this whole time. This won’t be released to the public until you sign some forms.” Jet smiled at her. “I’m sure your mother will love it.”

“Are you serious? You want my mother to hear you getting pumped full of Fable’s--” Raven was silenced, as she was talking rather loud with her mother in the house. Not to mention her father’s eyebrows raising as all three of them looked at him.

“Yes, well, I suppose I’ll just mosey on down to the old feeding trough, then. Love love, darling!” He waved to all of them.

“Love!” She smiled as he cleared his throat and exited the room, shaking his head with a knowing grin on his face.

“But the answer is no.” Jet said as Sera put the tape in the player. “I read the interview in a more edited version at my office.”

"Alright, yeah, this is all fine and dandy and all but we have one other thing to talk about." Raven said, drawing their attention. "You took the plunge today." Her sly tone let Sera in on exactly what she was talking about. "How was the fall, my dear?"

"How did you…" Sera's shocked face caused Raven to give a deep, devious grin.

“What is this?” Glory held the small tape device that she thought was extinct decades ago. “Don’t journalists use cell phones for this sort of thing now?”

“Yes, well, I fly under the radar.” Jet said as she gave her white wings a gentle flat. The lady placed the device on the table and hesitated for a moment. It wasn’t hard to entice her into listening to a potentially public article that would be published within mere hours of its submission. “You see, this article may be my ticket in… you know what I mean?” Jet sounded a little excited. Her career, all of her hard work had finally paid off.

“Well, I could very well be the judge of that.” Glory said without a hesitation to press play. Jet didn’t shy away from the comment, but she did soften her grin toward the older mare.

“Since you came to Ranchtown, how have you been liking it so far?” I asked her in my more professional tones, sitting in my chair at my desk. The princess had arrived on one of her more public appearances at the gym. I asked her into my office a little later that day, when she was done with her workout.

“It’s unreal, I’ve never felt so welcome in my life.” She told me in perhaps one of the most euphoric tones. It was clear that her time in her boarding school was quite hard on her and now the responsibility she must perform for the city and all of its citizens were well taken care of. Obviously the news of their former royalty hitting them quite hard. Seeing such an honest and humble princess as their fresh start. She bared no ill will toward any factions of the populace, welcoming fan mail by the thousands, although social media, far more than that. “I ran into the right group of people and have never felt so much love all at once.”

Morning Glory gasped, a tear coming to her eye. It was true, she hadn’t seen her Seraphine since very early in her boarding years. The days had slipped by, managing so many shows and stores all at once, maintaining presence in the fashion world were ever demanding of her full attention. She was so heartbroken when she could not make it to Seraphine’s graduation.

“There is talk all over town about your choice in men as well. Is it true that you’re planning to marry former pornographic actor, Machismo?” I asked her, getting right to the point, as her time spent with the new surfing model who somehow broke into the modeling world by mere chance. The princess proceeded to laugh as if I had come up with the magnum opus of jokes. She waved at me to stop talking before finally settling down.

“Where do you hear these silly rumors? Do I look like I’m ready to take my royal vows? I’m simply taking a brief resting period after a very strenuous part of my life and I am getting to know the people of my new city. Next month, I will greet with the Mayor in a ceremony, and then I will make a public appearance to a few other projects to get me closer to the populace of such a fair community. I do not have any time to even think about marriage when I have to make sure my people are well fed and given as much help as I can, even when there are darker times.” The princess was deliberate in her words and focused, to the point.

Glory’s jaw hung open as she listened to these words. The entire time the tape played, Sera was looking off to the side, embarrassed. She thought maybe she was a little dramatic in her words. She continuously glanced at an incredulous older mayor and Jet as they all listened. The white pegasus leaned forward, her hands on her stomach and listening with her eyes closed. Anytime there was a slight crack in her voice, she winced slightly.

“Machismo has been a friend when I truly needed one and for now that is more than enough. I don’t know what my future truly is but there’s no need to rush. It will be considered when the time is right. Ranchtown will share mutual affection and attention with me and I will earn their trust over time. I am so happy that so many are wanting to hear from me so soon. I will get to know all of them and will be happy to do it.” The princess said, and judging by the group around her, it seemed as though she had all of the support she would need.

Unfortunately, the Princess did have a rather tight schedule to keep and we were forced to convene. It knew that she had a true passion for discussing the matters at hand, even the funny joke about royal nuptials. Haha, Ranchtown, that was a good one. This is Jet Stream for the Nightmare Nightrider and Ranchtown Highlights.

Before another silence could settle into the room, another voice came from the other side in the form of Tahlia. The motherly griffon stepped into the room with all of her manners intact. “Desert Oasis has sent for his daughter. It is her lunch time.” She said, and Morning Glory suddenly remembered he wished to spend time with her upon their arrival. He visited her far more often as he found the time through his work in travel. Somehow he finished tasks in their foreign markets like the sharpest of business sense. He had very good relations in Prance and Abyssinia and always found good excuses to visit the boarding school in between his flights. He agreed to her having their discussion in private, only if he could take her out to lunch for the afternoon and return her before evening.

Seraphine was about to say something, but Morning Glory shook her head, stopping her with a hand. “Go have lunch with your father. He has missed you ever so much.”

“Thank you, mother.” She rose from her chair with a wide smile on her face. She wanted to say something profound, or even go to hug her mother, but she was always told to remain proper on business hours. That was when Glory held her hands up, motioning toward her. Sera stifled an excited laugh and immediately used her hip wing to glide her along the width of the long table in front of them. It was still rather thick, at five feet across, but she zipped by just across it as both of her wings flapped once.

The princess immediately held onto her mother, and she sighed.

“I will send word from the princesses, should they contact us. Please stay close.” She whispered, giving her daughter a light embrace as the alicorn wrapped her arms around the unicorn. After they left the embrace, Seraphine rolled across the table.

“Is that you running around in there, darling?” She heard from the outside of the door. The old Trottingham accent heavy in his call to her.

“Almost there, father!” She said as she opened the door and was greeted with a hug.

“Ah, there you are. Yes, we mustn’t keep other parties waiting, come, your royal highness.” He said as he took her by the arm and hurried her along.

“Um, are you sure you know where to go, father? I have seen a few restaurants, as well as few pubs you were talking about.” She said as they scurried through the hallway toward the living area.

“Ah, yes, the pubs. I will be visiting them shortly. My darling, I am going to be forthcoming with you. We are not having lunch together at this particular time. I have secured you a place far from your mother’s eyes and other various interruptions until your meeting with the Mayor at seven for dinner. Do you follow, my dear?”

“Secured? What are you talking about? If we’re not going to lunch then where are you taking me?” Then she saw Raven and Grem at the other end of the living area.

“You see, your mother has a group of gentlemen she has procured and ordered to tell her the instant certain parties are near the premises. Well, I’ve decided to forego these conditions with a few of my own. Hence, the royal guard. You mustn’t keep them waiting!”

“What?” She was a little more than confused, she was disoriented beyond belief. “What’s going on?” Sera looked from Raven to Grem who waved at her.

“Yeah, she may have taken over security for herself, but come on.” Grem said as she helped the princess down the hall.

That was when Raven opened the door and brought her into the room with a certain stallion.

The princess’s face hit the mattress hard as she was explained that this was the only room in the house they managed to get no security cameras implanted. Sera had barely moved since Raven and Grem told her they had gotten everything ready on such short notice. After their explanation there was a long pause between all of them as Seraphine got herself composed.

“So, how did everything go?” Machismo asked as he finally broke the long silence. He had clearly just come from the gym after a very long day. However, his day didn’t seem quite as long as others. He wore a red tank top with matching shorts and pale white sneakers. “Aside from the fact that your mother probably spent a small fortune trying to find out where I am.”

“Peachy, Mac, just peachy.” The princess breathed steadily with the mattress molded to the shape of her pony face. “How was your day?”

“Well, I may have landed a very nice calendar deal, and one or two of my own potential reality shows, but I’m weighing my options.” Machismo said in his cool, nonchalant tone of voice that seemed to make Sera want to come out of her current shell.

“I think my mother is warming up to you right this second. Problem is I don’t know when her guards will get the memo.” She rolled over onto her back, facing the fancy, dark shaded ceiling fan with the lights like tree leaves.

“Your mom seems a little eccentric.” He said and she gave a tiny smile.

“Thank you, that’s probably the nicest thing you can ever say about her right now. I know how it looks, but she just wants to make the pictures and the press stop. The prospects of a princess and a porn star are just too ripe for this whole world to clamp down on.”

“Hey now, former--”

“How long do you think it would take for any video footage we make to leak onto the internet?”

His brain hit the brakes. There was a very long pause as he looked at her with eyes that widened about as far as they were going to go.

Both Raven and Grem froze at that moment. Both of them stood by the door and then looked at one another.

“Okay, so, princess. It was nice seeing you again.” Raven said as she tugged on Grem’s shirt sleeve.

“Oh, yeah, we’ll see you at the club tonight.” They said as the princess smiled and waved at them.

“And we’ll be super under cover!” She said, waving at the two of them. They waved back at her as they made sure the perimeter was safe, before exiting the room. As they did, Mac looked straight back toward the princess after waving.

“Okay, so, you wanted to use--” He held up his hands in a square with one of his fingers clicking.

“I know we’ll need to work it out to where they never reach the public. And also, I know you may be a little hesitant to return in front of the camer--” She was interrupted as he suddenly dashed over in front of her laying on the bed, making her sit up to look at him.

“Are you kidding me?” He said with the pull of her legs onto the edge of the bed. To her surprise his cock was pulsing in his pants as he pressed himself against the middle of her spread eagle legs. As her skirt went up, he was surprised to discover that she still had no panties on. Sera let out a very surprised squeal and a laugh of exasperation as she looked at the outline in his gym shorts. Machismo was rock solid against her bare pussy. “That will be all I ever wanted.” He leaned down and assaulted her lips with his, making her give very little recoil as she absorbed the brunt of it, moaning into his mouth as her tongue slid against his. He pressed hard on both sets of her lips. Before long the front of his shorts had a growing wet spot.

“Really? Even with the over abundance of fame and the por--” He silenced her with a finger to her lips.

“Even with.” He assured her as he leaned in for another kiss, unlatching her top, unbuttoning all of the business blouse’s closing devices. “What stallion wouldn’t want you, and for some reason you chose to stick with me. Do you really think I’d give up a gift like that?” Her face was reddened to the point of sweating as her tits came to bare. His bulge still grinding against her crotch, making her start to hold back hard moans as she started to gasp for breath and whine. Her hand gripped his shirt and gripped it until she slid it off of him. “Do you want me?” He asked as he unlatched his pants and she once again melted at the sight of his phallus.

“Yes!” She almost squealed. With one touch of his manhood to her pussy, she lubricated herself to the point of almost slobbering as he pushed deeper. He fucked her with something of a hard but steady push that reached her cervix in no time flat. He was gigantic within her once again, however there was far more vigor behind his thrusts this time. Every push was covered in her juice but it was a very tight fit! He used every push to keep up the pressure. Every push sent ripples through her body and she began to gave long, heavy moans as sweat gathered on her brow.

“Oh Gods, Mac! Fuck! So big!” She lost herself for a moment there as her tits bounced against her chin and her abs while she experienced perhaps the hardest orgasm she had ever felt. His onslaught was merciless and he was using his vast knowledge of the female anatomy to his advantage as he kept up a ridiculous pace within her. “Why are you fucking me! So hard!?”

“Why do you think?” He asked as he pulled her into his cock as he crouched on his knees in front of her while her arms wrapped around his shoulder, trying to find some sort of stability as her eyes clenched shut and she started to whimper even harder! There came another compounded orgasm, at this rate she was going to go crazy.

“You’d! Fuck! Better mean it!” She begged him as her body begged him for more. “I love you too!”

“I love you.” He kissed her, and it all became clear. Her knight in shining armor was just what a princess needed in that moment. She wanted to live up to that stereotype in some regard, just for fun and now she found it. He could only keep this up a bit longer, in fact it wasn’t long before he had to call it quits as he came inside of her. She definitely felt it. That enormous cock pumped her to the point of a crowning orgasm as she clung to him. Love could barely penetrate what she felt about him. She may have come to his rescue in the same regard, but no one needed to talk about that. The sweat on her brow made whatever makeup she had until she made her hand glow and rub the makeup away in one swipe. She was still enjoying the orgasm as they both laughed a bit.

Even as a master of his class, that performance wiped him out. He finally pulled out of her and landed on the bed next to her. Before long he was stretching his hip, making it pop.

“I may have overdone it.” He said, making her laugh a little.

“Don’t mind me, I’ll just lie here a bit.” He pulled her into him as she lay on her side, still not entirely sure how long she could hold in such a full load. Her brain was a bit half on the subject, although she knew she probably shouldn’t. Then she looked at Machismo and started to realize the hypocrisy of this thought, but then seeing him right there made her want to hold him in more, even though a generous portion had already streamed down her hip. He was so warm inside her and what remained was no small amount. She leaned in closer to him, but decided at that moment she probably shouldn’t. “I’ll be right back…” She was thankful for the bathrooms being part of each room.

After a nice long shower with her darling, she started to notice that her time was starting to run short. She’d gotten dressed and assured him that he could follow her across the house. The two of them exited the room, and she noticed that there weren’t any more guards. The house was going as normal with Tani and Tahlia waving at her and the cook already preparing for dinner.

“My lady! The mayor cancelled again, I was instructed to prepare the meal. What would you like?” Bento Box said from the kitchen as he saw her passing.

“Can you make a rice dish? With beans?” She said as Grem stood at the other end of the hallway, holding her old style violin case, shaped like the instrument and brown with a hint of wear on the leather. Seraphine smiled at her as she took the instrument.

“Interesting choice.” Grem said as she looked Machismo up and down with a grin on her face as he walked by. Mac grinned back at her as he noticed Sera had something of a grin on her face as well. This put a wide eyed look as she laughed a bit, then wobbled a tiny bit.

“I’m fine.” She said as she leaned on him a bit. “Since I have a minute, we can take care of this first.” Sera took his hand as she led him to a room.

“Do you think they’ll still tell her I’m here?” He asked as she turned on the light to show a room full of chairs and stands for instruments. There would come times when she would bring in instrumentalists.

“I’m counting on it.” She said as she put the violin case onto the chair in front of her, opening it to reveal a very old violin, it looked like it’d seen its fair share of concerts and even though it was fairly well kept, there really was no hiding it.

“I believe she’s just two doors down the hall, in her room that she claimed as her own. Though she said I could house honored guests in it, if I needed it.” As soon as she got the bow string and the violin from the case, her stand went rigid and her arm darted toward the outside as she darted the string in a quick motion, playing each string on an ever rising, beautiful note. Her skill was apparent as she looked over at him. “She’s not too unreasonable, I suppose.” She smiled at him as he raised an eyebrow.

That’s when she played ever so slowly, her sweet melody building and descending with her bo dragging across the strings in precise measures. In fact, they were so precise, they caught the ear of Glory as Diamond Sword knocked on her door. As she opened the door, the violin music grew louder as her daughter’s play quickened and grew in tone. It was a melody she practiced for tireless hours when she was a smaller girl. Before she left for princess school, she grew a passion for the violin. Her skill had never been at such a peak.

After a moment, she took the large envelope from Diamond Sword, who whispered that it was from the princesses. She nodded to Diamond and immediately began to open it. The paper was large, but she read the message with widening eyes. The white unicorn royal guard nodded to her in a small bow as he walked back toward the main hall. Morning Glory held the message to her chest as she started to walk toward the princess’s location as she followed the sound.

Seraphine had grown so much over the years and seeing her come to this plateau in her life warmed her heart because she seemed to take it to ever climbing heights. She walked to the door and opened it to see Sera engrossed in her music, her head leaned against the stringed instrument as she lined her bow over every note and pulled it off with no wavering or screeching in her sounds.

That was when she stopped suddenly and turned to the young man sitting in a wooden chair among the other orchestral seats. Machismo looked more than a little nervous to see her come into the room, but the smile she had on her face was warm and not at all menacing. Morning
Glory looked back to her daughter to see that Seraphine’s eyes were open and looking toward her as she played. That was when her mother raised a letter up, one that was most assuredly from the royal family, judging by the envelope. As she drew her song to a slightly rushed end, she looked to see Glory walk toward her with the paper extended toward her.

Seraphine read the paper, making her jaw drop some. She looked over at her mother, who pressed a hand against her lips to stifle a giggle. That was when Machismo stood up from his chair and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

“What is it?” He asked, and she held the paper up toward him to read.

“The people love Princess Seraphine, and so do we.”

C & L