A Roegadyn in Equestria

A Roegadyn in Equestria.

Chapter 32: Setting the Ground Work.

*Point of view: Brex Mith*
*Location: Fancy Pants Manor*

Brex got more serious as he brought his hands together to interlock his fingers. He then said, "First off, I need to inform you that I gave your name to Prince Blue Blood. I ended up having a short run in with him while I was inside the castle. From what I could tell, he isn't in a very good situation.

This got Fancy Pants to quirked eyebrow as he asked, “Are you referring to thee Prince Blue Blood, as in, the nephew of Princess Celestia?” Brex had to try really hard to prevent himself from flinching when he heard that name being said aloud, but quickly nodded all the same. Fancy Pants then went on to ask, “I believe I have seen him only a handful of times, but the things I have heard have not been very... How would one say… Flattering?”

Brex only shook his head before saying, “I believe he is being singled out by a single individual or perhaps a group due to the severity. Most likely all of the negative rumors that have been going on about him have been intentionally started to ruin his image as to discredit any accusations made on his behalf. He asked me not to say anything about it, but I will tell you this, if things aren't changed soon, then odds are he will become what those rumors have been saying due to the negative effects they will have on the kid.”

Fancy Pants then started to play with his monocle as he hummed to himself quietly while closing his eyes. After a few seconds of this, he opened his eyes again and said, “I have had my suspicions as of late in regards to these rumors. After all, I am not one to believe something that is said about another without first seeing it for myself. If I didn't do that, then I wouldn't be a very good business pony, now would I?”

Fleur de Lis then came into the conversation and asked while tilting her head, “Just what sort of rumors have there been about this young Prince? As far as I know, he is only around the same age as Blaze Caster over here.” She then waved her hand towards the general direction of the colt in question who was currently talking to one of the Changelings on the couch.

After letting out a small sigh, Fancy Pants went on to explain how they were all sorts of nonsense about how unscrupulous the young Prince is. The rumors would range between him being a young womanizer to that of a fiend that only cared for himself and would brutally admonish the servants at every turn, for even the smallest mistakes. There had even been this one rumor floating about that had been started out of nowhere that said that he was planning on overthrowing the princess once he had amassed enough power.

Of course, Fancy Pants found this to be utterly preposterous, seeing as the kid is only so young and has no training once so ever when it comes to combat as far as he knows. There were also the few times that he had seen the young Prince and he hadn't seen anything to indicate that any of the rumors were in the least bit accurate.

Once, the Unicorn was in the middle of discussing something or another with the princess when Blue Blood came into the throne room. The prince stood silently near the door as to not be a hinderance to the current discussions. Blue Blood was quickly pulled out thanks to a nearby guard within moments. It wasn't long after that on the very same day, that he had come across a pair of mares in the hallways of the castle as he was leaving that we're gossiping about how the prince had parged into a meeting and demanded the most ridiculous things and interrupted the current meeting.

Fancy Pants went on to say, “And of course, you could see how I began to disregard these preposterous tall tales. After all, it was I who was in this alleged meeting and prince did absolutely nothing of the sort. I would have to say I am fairly certain that the princess had not even noticed his presence before he was pulled away seeing as the door he used to come in, was on the other side of the throne and behind the princess herself.”

Fleur de Lis was now looking rather agitated with how she was now clinching her right fist as she began to say, “That… That is just terrible! What kind of a pony would ever even consider doing such a thing to a small child?”

She then turned to Brex and asked, “And just what did you tell him?” Brex replied with saying, “I mentioned that he should try to get ahold of Fancy Pants through informing a maid in one of the lower levels of the castle. I wrote down on a piece of paper the name of the Changeling that was currently posted in there and drew a small sketch of my mask. You should be hearing about it soon enough. There's a good chance that he might end up visiting once in a while to, Hang out.”

Fancy Pants scratched the back of his head as he took on a confused expression before he asked, “Hang out? I believe I have heard of that term said among the young ones, but I am not entirely sure what you mean.”

His fiancé giggled to herself before she placed a hand onto his left shoulder and gently said, “Oh honey, it means that Prince Blue Blood might be wanting to spend some time with you as a role model of sorts.” She then adopted a thoughtful expression as she glanced to her fiancé with a set of bedroom eyes as she said, “You know~ This could be a good experience for when we have our own little one~.”

This caused the normally all put together Unicorn to stutter as he literally dropped his monocle from his fingertips, which then fell onto the table in front of himself. From there, it appeared that Fancy Pants was a complete loss of words as he just stared dumbfoundedly towards his wife as a small blush began to grow on his cheeks. Fleur de Lis then said, “Oh hush now. You know I'm only teasing you. I know that we both agree that we wouldn't be trying for our own for at least another five or six years.”

This apparently was enough to calm down the stallion and he took a nervous gulp while's eyes shifted around the room. It didn't escape Brex's notice at how all the Changelings within earshot were currently glancing at him with all-knowing smirks while trying to hide it.

As soon as Fancy Pants manage to recover, he looked towards Brex and asked with a very curious tone, “Pardon me old chap, but you mentioned having a run in with him within the castle. I'm curious as to know how this came about. I once served in the guard for a few years until I was discharged due to a small injury. So, I am fairly certain that they would not have allowed an individual that was wearing a mask into those very walls on a whim.”

A small chuckle escaped Brex's lips as he replied by saying, “I had some business which required some attention within the castle. That was when I came across an incident that was in the making and stepped in.”

After letting that little bit of info settle in for a few seconds, Brex continued with, “That also brings me to something else that I need to inform you all on. Blue Blood is expecting to see me here on occasion during his visits. However, I don't think my current appearance would go over very well.”

Seeing as all eyes in the room were looking with interest. “Brex elected for showing, rather than just telling them. While keeping his mask on, he tapped into the bandana underneath that was currently wrapped across his forehead and began the process of turning into the stallion from before.

As soon as the effect had fully taken hold, there was a set of gasps that echoed within the parlor. Fancy Pants was apparently in awe as he quickly asked, “I dare say! I had no idea that you had the same ability as that of my dear's family!”

Brex only shook his head Before saying, “Not quite. Similar, but vastly inferior. Unlike them, this is merely an illusion. Closer to that of which Blaze Caster can do to himself.” As soon as he had said this, the young colt in question appeared out of nowhere from behind the couch and began to obsessively poke at the new image that was now covering Brex’s form.

However, with him taking on the image of something smaller, it was quickly found out that he was unable to get to the point where you should have been able to touch the image. But instead, came into contact with something solid which turned out to be his true form in an invisible state.

One time, Blaze Caster poked him where there should have been a nose but instead, went in just past the image and came into contact with the wooden masked surface that was just underneath.

After giving the kid a good ten seconds to mess around. Brex released the image, thereby turning back to his original self as the image shimmered away in a few seconds.

Fleur de Lis then said, “I will say that is different from both us and Blaze. Both requiring the use of flames in order to enact the change. Yours on the other hand, seems as if it works in a completely different principle.” Brex nodded to that before saying, “Yes, it is rather unique.”

But before the discussions could get further derailed, Brex cleared his throat and went on to ask, “Tell me, what do the two of you think about how strong the monsters are becoming and the future of the ponies.... No, not just the ponies, of the world?”

The pair were rather taken aback by this and remained silent for several seconds as they looked towards one another. It didn't take long before both of their ears began to lower to the sides of their heads as they began to take on expressions of concern.

After letting out a small sigh, Fancy Pants was the first to speak up and said, “It was due to one of these monster attacks that I was forced to retire rather earlier than expected from the guard. There have been reports that I have been receiving now and then that would inform me about how these creatures have become more difficult to handle.”

“In the beginning, there weren't very many and their strength was nothing to be concerned over. But in more recent years. The number of sightings have more than quadrupled. What was once no more than a minor nuisance, has now become a major issue. It had gotten to the point that close to ten years ago, the Adventurers Guilds began to open up after some much-heated debates in order to bolster our numbers when it came to defending the towns.”

“In the beginning, it did the trick just fine, or so we thought. After encountering numerous creatures that were far stronger than previously sited, the ranking system I believe was installed to prevent casualties from occurring from sending those that weren’t ready.”

“The only reason I know about these things, was because I was a part of the debates concerning both of those activities. You could say that I am one of the benefactors that help with the donations that pay the adventurers to do their job and keeping up with buildings that assist them.”

After letting out another sigh, Fancy Pants looked over to his future wife before returning his gaze back to Brex as he continued to say, “Now, as for your question... If I am being frank about this. The situation looks quite dire from our point of view. There are not that very many that have the strength to handle many of the monsters out there. As for the ones that do have the abilities, it's beginning to show that it's no longer enough.”

As soon as Fancy Pants was done, Fleur de Lis took over and began to say, “Thanks to our network of agents that are stationed across Equestria, we can get a reliable source of information quickly through our link. I could tell you first hand that the monsters are beginning to push into our territories far more than what is being told to the public.”

“In fact, I could tell you about a town that had recently been attacked by a group of monsters that was burned to the ground. The news reached us after being informed by a traveler that had just returned to the town after a week of being gone on a delivery. It was discovered nearly a month and a half ago.”

As soon as Fleur de Lis was done speaking of the incident, Brex turned his sight towards Blaze Caster and caught how the colt was now looking extremely gloomy after hearing word of the town that the orphanage was at.

Brex then reached over and lightly began to pat at the colt’s head while turning his attention back towards the three on the couch before him. He then spoke in a resigned tone, “The town that you just spoke of, is where Blaze Caster once lived. I met him a short time after. If you wish to know more, than you would have to hear it from him. It is up to the kid on whether or not he tells you the rest of the story, so I ask that you do not press the matter.”

After revealing this, Brex could see that practically every single one of them were looking towards Blaze Caster with a mix of sorrowful expressions.

Now going back on topic, Brex continued on to say, “Sir Fancy Pants, I wish to open up a number of schools for training various arts of combat. And before you say anything, hear me out. From what you've told me so far, I can clearly see that time is short. If something isn't done soon, then it will be too late to turn back.”

Brex could see how Fancy Pants was now adopting a serious look of his own. The Unicorn simply replied by nodding before gesturing with his hand for Brex to continue.

Brex then went on to say, “I received training in a number of fighting techniques, ranging from close range to long range combat. Along with the use of various means of both combat and support type magic.”

Fancy Pants then quirked an eyebrow as he leaned in a little bit to ask, “Forgive me for my ignorance. But what do you mean by magic? I know that you can change your appearance. However, you are not a Unicorn as far as I could tell. I was quite surprised when you did that little trick earlier, seeing as you have no horn to channel any spells.”

Brex then replied by saying, “I know how to use magic that pretty much any can use, even if they are not a unicorn. That is if they have the drive to study it, or the talent. I however, am rather unique where I have learned them all, whereas others have to focus on one aspect during their training and it becomes a life long study.”

The Queen Bellona jumped in and asked while sounding extremely interested in what she was hearing, “And just what sort of magic are you referring to. Also, you mentioned any can use it. You wouldn't be referring to those such as the earth ponies and Pegasus, would you? I know that they have their own brand of magic, but they can't use spells.”

Brex shook his head before answering with, “Under normal circumstances that would be true. But my magic from the schools that I learned from can be accessible to any that have even the smallest amount magic within them. Just about every living creature in this world has magic to begin with. Just think about it. “

“Adventuring groups that would no longer have to worry about not having a healer in it due to the lack of unicorns around that are trained in its use. Now picture an Earth pony that would be able to heal wounds instead of relying heavily on those first aid kits.”

He allowed that a few seconds to set in before he continued on with saying, “Now think about all the times that you would have to fight a monster and arrows are just not enough. You wouldn't need to retreat right away because none of your party members can launch an offensive magic spell that could do enough damage to get the job done.”

“I've seen how magic can be powerful and some unicorn's hands. But think of them being stronger now, or even a Pegasus being able to get above the enemy and reign fireballs from above to take out the monsters or give cover for the retreating member of the party.”

“Think of what it would be like if we had Warriors that were more skilled in combat and had techniques that were previously unused to bolster their protection or striking power. Archers that would be better at aiming and firing much more quickly, along with providing support from behind the lines and strengthening their allies with techniques that would boost their offensive capabilities or movements.”

“The ones up front would not have to rely solely on sword and shield in combat. They could specialize in any kind of weapon that seems most suited to them along with specialized techniques that go along with those and being trained thoroughly by others who have mastered what I know. Groups would be taught how a party composition would work with what they have on hand instead of aimlessly running into danger without a clue.”

“I been with those that have not once be in any guards or army, but have gained the knowledge to quickly analyze the situation in real time and synchronize with those around them to handle the situation effectively and make plans ahead of time to result in high degree of success with the least number of casualties.”

During his little speech, all eyes in the room were fixated on him as they hung on every word. Brex noticed how the Butler was holding one of his hands closer to his face as he clenched his fists tightly while having a look of determination in his eyes.

Fancy Pants was the next to speak as he asked, “Pardon me old Chap. But even I haven't learned all that much about fighting during the few years I had in the service of the princess. How is it possible that some pony as young as you, could know so much about fighting and about magic that we've never even heard of that could be utilized by a non-unicorn?”

This was when Brex began to falter within his mind as he tried to come up with a plausible excuse for such a question. He knew that this was going to come up, but had neglected to settle on an answer beforehand.

After a few seconds, he resolved himself to answer with, “I learned it a long time ago from my homeland.”

This got Blaze Caster to jump in and ask while sitting next to Brex, “I've been with you for two months now and you haven't mentioned anything about yourself. What are you? I don’t think you’re a pony, maybe a minotaur? Where Did you come from? Are you from around the dragon lands, or even the Griffin Empire?”

All these questions, Brex could tell that they were drawing just as much, if not more than what he was saying previously with how everyone's expressions were completely focused in on what Blaze Caster was asking.

Brex simply replied by using a tone that just said, that it was not that important when he said, “Very far away. Doubt very much that any pony has ever heard of it. Now, I need to ask you Queen Bellona. Learning from the schools will take a long time and I'll need headmasters, er… I mean headmare’s as you will, to run each of them. Along with instructing the students in the fighting styles that I wish them to learn. So, my question is this, is it possible for me to teach a number of your daughters and have them run schools in my stead?”

Queen Bellona suddenly had her eyes going completely wide as she began to ask in disbelief, “Y-You want to teach my daughters, But-but why? We're best at infiltration and-.”

Before she can go on, Brex raised his right hand to motion that she should wait up and he quickly said, “Queen Bellona, the reason I want to teach your daughters is because of their innate ability to blend in and adapt to their environment. I find that changelings are the best at learning anything new quickly. I dare say that your kind, is without a doubt the most resilient and adaptive of any other on this world. If I have any chance of getting this plan off the ground, I will need your help. You and your changelings are the only ones that I can turn too.”

That was when Brex began to bow his head until it was nearly touching the table between the couches. There was a long pause of silence after this gesture before he slightly lifted his head enough to get a look at the scene before himself.

From behind this mask, Brex looked completely shocked at the sight of Queen Bellona and the other Changelings in the room that were virtually on the edge of tears as their eyes watered.

It had taken a few more seconds before the proxy for Queen Bellona reached up and wiped away the moisture from her own eyes before replying in a voice that was half choked, “I dare say... For as long as I have known. My kind has heard that said to us while in our disguises. But this is the first that I have ever heard of it being mentioned to the real us.”

It appeared that every single one of the Changelings within the parlor were attempting to contain their emotions and most had quivering lips that were a mix of a smiles and sobs.

Queen Bellona quickly snapped out of her state and replied by saying, “Please, you don't need to bow. It would be my honor to have my daughter's assist in your plans. Just tell us what you need and you shall have it.”

Brex then returned to a seated position and saw how Fancy Pants was having a thoughtful expression while tapping his index finger lightly on his chin and staring up at the ceiling.

Seeing as Fancy Pants was a business pony, Brex had already deduced as to what the stallion was going on about within his head. That was when Brex reached into his pockets and produced from his item box, a single gold coin known as a Gil from his game world and slid it to the center of the table for all to see.

Brex then said while motioning to the coin. “In terms of cost, I know that it would be asking too much of Sir Fancy Pants to fund this operation seeing as he is already a large donator to many organizations, along with already on a project that I proposed. Also, this would be a massive undertaking.”

“This is a form of currency from my homeland, and from what I have determined, the gold content is roughly three times that of your bits. After putting the two separate coins together, I found out that mine is of one hundred percent pure gold. While the bits used by the residents here, have a slightly lower gold content and is mixed with a few other minerals.”

“I have been reluctant in using my homeland's currency out of fear of being found out as an outsider. The ponies of Equestria are not… very welcoming to those that they don't know much about. So, my question to you Sir Fancy Pants is this. Would it be possible through your connections to use this currency? I don't care if it is melted down into gold bars or used as it is through some trade. But I have a sizable amount of them and they could be used in funding what I have been talking about.”

“Before you answer, I have already taken into consideration the influx of such a large amount of gold when it comes to the economy. Also, how it would draw attention as to where such a large amount would suddenly appear from to do just one activity. So, my proposition is this. We open up a number of dummy corporations and or businesses to use, that way, we could launder the gold around and have them be the ones on paper to be funding these schools.”

Fancy Pants was looking towards Brex with wide eyes as he slowly developed a smile while Brex went on with his little plan. The pony then reached down and picked up the large coin and began to examine it more thoroughly. He had also lit up his horn and the magic was enveloping the currency in his fingers.

After a few seconds, Fancy Pants exclaimed in a loud voice, “My word! How can this be possible? This has absolutely no blemishes whatsoever on both the interior and exterior. I've seen coins being molded by using magic, but none have even come close to being as perfect as this!”

“I dare say, it makes ours in comparison appear to be works of a child with mud. I am sure that the gold content alone is as much as you say. But given its exquisite design, we could most certainly sell it as it is to some distant traders for far more. To be able to create such a masterpiece, it’s unheard of that we have never come across Your homeland before.”

Fancy Pants continued to ogle the coin, not for its value, but with how it was expertly crafted for another few more seconds before going back to Brex and asking, “As for these Corporations and businesses that you wish to put together. Did you have any plans in mind as to what they should pertain to?”

Brex gave a quick nod before answering with, “I believe I have an associate that would be willing to assist with a few. As it turns out, I know of a brew that can be sold alongside of other Alcoholic beverages on the market. I have a small supply hidden in a way that I can have you sample later. The best thing about it is the fact that you don't get drunk off of it and you still feel the relaxing effect of a buzz.”

“Also, there is a market out there for those of the meat-eating variety that has not been fully tapped into as far as I know. Through this acquaintance of mine, I can get a sizable number of birds that could be sold off to the races that consume meat, such as the griffins.”

“There are also a few other ideas that come to mind that I have seen lacking in society. These of course were common from where I came from so I have no doubt that they would draw in a crowd if they were to be used in the market here.”

Fancy Pants immediately replied by saying, “Well, now you have me rather intrigued. This alcoholic beverage of which you talk so highly of, I would love to get a sample to try. Now as for this meat business, I would have to say that your assumptions on it not being tapped is right on spot.”

“However, there are griffins within our country's borders and I have also gotten wind of there being a small food shortage in the Griffin territory thanks to the monster attacks on the other side of the ocean. If you can get your hands on these products, then I'm fairly sure I can set up what is needed to start the businesses if you have enough of the capital and these birds to start things off.”

Brex then answered by saying, “In a few more days, I'll need to get in touch with my associate. In the meantime, I would like to spend a few days here in the capital and take Blaze Caster around to relax. As for training, it would be good to have ten daughters on hand that can start right away once my business here has been straightened out.”

Queen Bellona chimed in and replied with, “But of course. I can have a number of my children get ready and set out towards Canterlot immediately. To this, Brex quickly shook his head and said, “No need, I'll come and get them. They will need to conserve their strength.” The way that Brex had said that last bit, was a little ominous and made the Queen gulp in response and quickly nod.

With plans being put into place, Brex spent the next few hours in the parlor along with Fancy Pants, Fleur de Lis and Queen Bellona to discuss what was to occur after he had gotten in touch with his, so called associate.

During that time, Blaze Caster was still talking to the number of Changelings and practicing what the kid referred to as his, cloak of disguise while getting some tips from them to help in perfecting it.

When it was finally time to eat, Queen Bellona excused herself as she needed to return to her duties and the link was preventing her from doing anything else with her real body. After every pony had said good bye, the Changeling closed her eyes and Re-opened them to see the solid blue from before.

The Changeling proxy however after cutting the link, was somewhat disorientated and was in the middle of falling over, nevertheless Brex stepped in and caught her before it was too late. It had taken a few seconds for the changeling drone to realize what was going on and began to apologize profusely while trying to hold back a blush and covering her face.

Brex was positive that he heard a number of the other Changelings on the far side of the room whispering and he was able to catch one of them saying, “If I was the one that was standing next to sister, then I could have been in that position.”

Immediately after, all an attendance made their way to the dining area to which there was already a setting of food on a large table. Apparently, during the talks, a number of the Changelings had left and prepared the meal while Brex was distracted with the final details.

The meal itself looked like what one would see in a five-star restaurant. But Brex was rather Uncomfortable with how it was just himself, Blaze Caster, Fancy Pants and Fleur de Lis sitting while the table, while being tended to by the others as they took on their roles as butlers and maids by serving them their meals.

Brex had never been served in such a way and this was just making the meal all that much harder to enjoy. Especially with how he had a pair of dedicated maids on either side of him. He had taken only a quick glance around and found that the two beside of him, had a slight alteration to their uniforms.

Unlike the others, these Changelings had their skirts cut just a little shorter and the cleavage on their chest was more pronounced with how their clothing had an open slit that started from the neck line and ended in the middle of their cleavage.

From behind his mask, Brex was blushing up a storm. He then thought to himself while the plates were being placed in front of him, “Just what's going on here? Why am I getting fan service like this? Fancy Pants and Fleur de Lis have an attendant nearby, but they're giving them more space. Not only that, they aren't as skimpy with the outfits as the pair around me.

Rory then spoke up while opening a door the other end of the table and stepping through. “I'm pretty sure they're doing all of this for you, and only you. Now I see and hear everything you do and I know for a fact that you're not that oblivious to how these Changelings feel towards you.” The image of Rory was now standing next to one of the Changelings that was lined up along one of the walls that was not serving any at the table and was giving them a scrutinizing gaze.

She then continued with this as she went from Changeling to Changeling until she had finally gotten to the ones that were next to Brex. As soon as she was done examining them, she then jumped up and sat on the edge of the table right to the left of Brex's meal and began to swing her feet while speaking in a sing song voice, “You know, this could be a good opportunity.”

Brex couldn't help but raise one of his eyebrows and Rory continued on to say, “I'm talking about finally getting it on.” This made Brex's mind come to a screeching halt. There were suddenly the sounds of screeching metal and what vaguely resembled a crashing locomotive. Luckily from outside, nothing was wrong with Brex. However, his mind was beginning to slowly piece itself back together after hearing what Rory had just proposed.

Brex then replied to her with the mental communication and spoke in a flat tone as he said, “Rory, I don't think that is a very good idea.” Rory replied to that with giving him a flat stare as she said, “Master, ever since that first time we did it. we haven't really done it again. I can tell that you don't have much confidence. Perhaps if you were to actually do the act, then it could help out with that. Besides, if you're scared about me being jealous or something, then don't worry.”

At this point, all in attendance that were sitting at the table were now digging into their meals which consisted of soup, salad and what appeared to be a type of steamed vegetable in a lasagna dish.

Brex had just started on the soup and bringing the spoon full of the meal to his mask. He then slurped it up quietly and continued on with his meal even with the astonished looks on every pony's face. At this point, it wasn't really a matter of being funny to him with it being an everyday thing. Still, it was amusing none the less.

Rory then spoke up in a rather annoyed tone, “Master… Please don't ignore me like this. I only want what's best for you.” Brex replies to that by saying, “You know full well that I can't do anything of the sort. Do you expect me to do such a thing while wearing my mask? Also, I'm pretty sure my anatomy would be a dead giveaway that I am not one of them. Besides, it would just be torture for me anyhow. If I was to do it with anyone in the real world, I'd MUCH rather have my first time to be with you.”

This caused Rory to start blushing like mad as she began to poke her two index fingers together in front of her face. She then went to shut her eyes tightly as she spoke up in a low volume, “Hey! That's not fair. Now that's what I call a low blow. You don't normally say things like that, so it's quite a shock when you do.”

She then shook her head quickly before giving him a stare down as she went on to continue by saying, “Master, please don't distract me like this. These are Changelings they change between any race as long as it's similar to their own physical shape and size. Which is pretty much everything, aside from minotaur’s due to them being so big. And it's clear to me that these two have plans seeing as how they're all dressed up for you. Or should I say, dress down for you.”

He then glanced to his left and right and took in the sight of the pair of Changelings that were currently disguised as ponies. Both were roughly the same height of Five feet and four inches tall. The one on his right-hand side, was a light blue with a short black mane that just made it down to her neckline. From what he could tell with the top, she was most likely a D-cup with a modest waistline in hips.

As for the one on his left, she was of the same color as the first. The only thing that separated her from being an identical copy, was how this one had her mane in the color of silver and in a set of ponytails that was roughly twice the length compared to the first.

Honestly, Brex Found them both quite appealing. He had even seen some of them while not transformed and noticed that ever since they had change in lifestyle, their forms had undergone a set of changes that had them resembling Queen Bellona more and more over time. Which meant that even in their natural form, Brex found them extremely attractive.

While finishing the last of his soup, Brex mentally replied with, “Rory, could you please stop trying to push me into having sex. What we did in the dream scape is completely different from out here. I have no idea what this form of mine is capable of and I seriously doubt I can beat a horse in terms of size down there. I just be setting myself up for disappointment and ridicule. These Ponies and Changelings are most likely used to bigger.”

Rory couldn't help but to throw her head back to let out a loud, drawn out, exasperated sigh. She then said with a slightly defeated tone, filled with exhaustion, “Master, I told you that when we did that, it was taking into account what you could do in real life. It wasn't your imagination. In fact, you could be bigger than that for all we know.”

Brex then shot back, “It could also be nowhere near that size to begin with and I would just be embarrassed to no end if I was to try something. Besides, I stick to what I said. If I can at all help it, I want my first time to be with you and only you! I don't fully trust anything on this planet. And as I said on many occasions, I trust you with my life. Now, could we please drop this?”

Rory only returned to blushing as she looked away. She then grumbled under her breath knowing full well that he can still hear her, “I can't believe my master's so stupid. Stupid... Stupid... Why did I have to have a hopeless romantic for a master. If he keeps this up, he'll end up staying a virgin forever. I don’t mind it if you had fun now and then…”

With a quick application of imagination, Brex envisioned Rory being pulled into an imaginary chair right next to him. To which got him a startled welp from the girl when it had happened. Brex then said to Rory, “You forget where we are right now. This is the magical land of ponies and death rainbows. They can make things appear out of nowhere, move the sun and moon. Have spells for every situation imaginable. I have no doubt that there's one out there that can get you a body. Be it through magical means such as a spell or some ancient artifact.”

“So just keep in mind when we finally do get that done. I plan on going to town on you and use up all this pent-up frustration you keep making me go through by saying such things.” His tone then went a little dark as he continued with, “And trust me… I don't plan on going easy on you. Like you keep implying, you’re kinky because of me, which means you better watch out.”

Rory had quickly placed both of her hands between her legs and pressed them up against her skirt while looking down and shivering. Brex was sure that he was hearing the girl letting out some heavy breaths only a few seconds later. Unfortunately for him, seeing her in such a state was getting him aroused and it seems that the two Changelings on either side of him must have picked up on this and scooted a little closer.

At the point, they were so close that with any movement with either of his arms would cause his body to come into contact with their short skirts and this was only making this harder for the Roegadyn to got get any more excited. There was now starting to be a sweet smell that he was able to pick up on and remembered something he had seen while looking up the Changelings thanks to Heavens computer.

Apparently, Changelings would give off a sweet smell when highly aroused to attract a willing mate. Fortunately for Brex, this pheromone didn’t have an effect on his body. But knowing about their state towards himself was still working on him none the less.

Within his head, Brex thought to himself, “Oh FUCK! I nearly forgot that they can sense emotions. Just my luck. Now they think I'm sexually attracted to them... Well, it's not... untrue. Gah! Come on! Get your mind out of the gutter. Just calm down... Take… deep… slow… Breaths and calm down.”

The rest of dinner went by as normally as possible and Brex managed to avoid any more embarrassing moments from occurring. Of course, when it came to putting the dishes away, there were a few instances where the two maids that were attending him, would bend over rather provocatively as to show off just a little bit more of their cleavage.

The one with the twin pig-tails had even attempted to do that one trick where she would drop a utensil to bend down to get it while sticking her rear in Brex's direction from only a few feet away.

Brex had just gotten up and was leaving the dining room when he heard from over his shoulder a short discussion between Fleur de Lis and Blaze Caster, which consisted of her asking him what would he would prefer for breakfast. This of course, caused Brex to raise an eyebrow as he thought to himself, “Wait, what? Breakfast? Why would she want to know about breakfast? It's not like we're-.”

His thoughts trailed off as he recalled what had happened when he returned to the manor. How the Butler had handed him a set of keys and said that he would soon know about their meaning. He had to resist giving himself a literal facepalm in front of everyone when his mind had finally put two and two together.

He then thought, “So, this is what he meant. I guess they have taken real liking to the kid. Good for you Blaze.” Brex couldn't help but to have a small smile creeping onto his lips of this development.

He then recalled how Blaze Caster was able to get along with the Changeling so easily. He began to muse to himself about what it would have been like if the Changelings had managed to discover this alternative means of food and made a better impression on the ponies, instead of going through that whole wedding fiasco in the show.

These thoughts then turn to a certain individual who was in charge of that attack. This made the smile from before vanish instantly as it turned into a scowl. Brex then thought to himself, “I wonder if things are gonna play out the same way here too? Just what am I going to do when she shows up? That is if it follows the same story arc.”

“She is considered one of the main characters when it comes to the protagonists. Will I be able to bring myself to taking her down for good if it should ever come to that choice. Also, if I do that, would Queen Bellona take over or will Thorax still become the new king if I don’t let her continue to attack the ponies?”

Brex was going through a mental dilemma about whether or not he should stomp out this reoccurring thorn or allow things to play out as they do in the show. In the end, he had let out a quiet sigh as he simply came to the conclusion that he would need to play things by ear when the time came. After all, in this version of Equestria, Blue Blood seems to be a decent kid. Who's to say that the wedding crashing would even occur anyway.

While in the middle of these heavy thoughts, his mind was brought back to reality when he suddenly heard Blaze Caster saying, “If it's all the same to you, I'd really rather have big bro's pancakes.”

Seeming rather confused, Brex turned and began to scan the room for who Blaze Caster would even be referring too. Only the catch the few eyes in the room that remained to be staring directly at himself, which consisted of three other Changelings, along with Fancy Pants and Fleur de Lis.

Within Brex's head, he thought dumbfoundedly, “Huh? Wha?... Who? Wait, me? Hold on, I'm big bro? When did this happen??!!” While still trying to come to terms with what was just said. Fleur de Lis began to excitedly clap as she had a beaming smile growing on her face. She then called out to Brex from across the room, “Oh, I didn't know you can cook. I'm quite interested in trying it myself now that I have heard how Blaze is looking forward to it. Could you make some for us in the morning?”

She then had a small blush as she noticed how excited she was and attempted to calm down before continuing with, “It's just that, neither I or Fancy can cook and I can't remember the last time I've had pancakes.” That was when one of the Changelings that was walking past with some dishes remarked to that statement by saying over their shoulder, “Oh yes, I remember that day well. Took us nearly a week to rebuild the kitchen.”

Looking really embarrassed at this point, Fleur de Lis called out as the maid went around the corner after exiting the door, “It was not a week!” Her voice then went very, very, low as she whispered, “It only took four days to fix... Maybe five.”

Brex had brought up his hand as to cover the portion of his mask that would normally have a mouth behind it and lightly chuckled at finding out that Fleur de Lis is a complete wrecking ball in the kitchen. He then responded in a casual tone, “It would be my pleasure to make some in the morning.”

The two Changeling maids that were still in the room, we're now looking in his direction and Brex could see how they were giving him a double whammy of puppy eyes. From behind his mask, he ended up rolling his eyes as he said, “I'll make enough for all of you.” This got the two maids to giggle to one another before they hurriedly took the rest of the dishes away to inform the rest of the plans in the morning. But not before giving him a grateful bow.

It was at least a half hour later when everything calmed down and seemed that everyone in the house was up to their own antics. Fancy Pants with spending time with his fiancé Fleur de Lis. The Changelings were off doing their jobs by cleaning and doing other necessities around the house.

Blaze Caster was talking with the Butler. At that point, Brex had noticed that he hadn't actually gotten the name of the Butler in all the commotion and when he had gotten a good look out of the guy's status bar, he was surprised to see that it said the name, Butler Shine.

After seeing this, Brex thought to himself, “Well, I didn't exactly expect that. To think that someone who works as a Butler was really named Butler at birth. Hmm... That shouldn't be something you give to a kid at birth. Maybe they change their names when they get older? Eh, I'll look into it some other time.”

After a short time, he had gotten a little bored and began to stroll around the manor, seeing as he had only been to a few of the rooms during his short visits in the past.

Even with all the decorations and furniture, it was quite spacious. A plus on the architecture, was the fact that he didn't have to crouch down seeing as the doorways were made a little taller than most buildings than any he had been inside of. At one point, he wondered to himself if this place was any bigger, would they devote a single room to an object.

After going through a few of the rooms by looking through the open doorway’s while in the halls, Brex had caught sight of a room in particular on the second floor that had a large piano sitting in the middle of it. He was about to move on but felt a small impulse that made him want to go inside.

He then approached the piano which was made of what appeared to be a dark oak with a glossy finish. The keys were currently covered by a wooden lid being placed down. He also examined the long rectangular seat to see if it would be able to withstand his weight and was relieved to find that it was quite sturdy. Probably due to it being wide enough to allow a pair of ponies to sit on it at the same time while playing a duet no doubt.

he began to run his white gloved right hand across the surface of the piano. During this, he thought to himself, “I wonder if I used to play a piano back in my own life?” Rory then appeared through one of her usual doorways and made her way to sit on the long seat meant for the piano while giving him a thoughtful expression.

She then asked, “Well, is my Master going to sit and play? There's only one way to find out.” Brex ended up shaking his head a little before mentally replying, “It doesn't belong to me. Also, it would be rude just to start playing with another person's instrument.” He then chuckled to himself within his head as he went on to say, “Besides, I don't know anything about pianos. I know that when they introduced a system in the game where anyone with a high enough level in their Bard Class, I did try my hand at playing the available musical instruments for fun.”

He then looked towards the piano again before going on to say, “If this is because of the game, then I don't think I would be able to actually play a real one.” Rory then quirked an eyebrow as she had a thoughtful expression that morphed into a beaming smile. The girl then said, “Master, you should give it a try. Switch over to the Bard and see if anything happens!”

Brex turned his attention between the piano and Rory a few times before finally turning away. He was about to say something when he had finished turning completely around, only to find one of the Changelings that was attending to him from dinner just standing in the doorway.

This had startled the Roegadyn, but he had managed to hide it. The reason that she was able to sneak up on him the way she did, was because of Brex turning off his connection to Rory’s situational awareness ability.

He had been turning it off and on now and then as to help with developing his own sixth sense. Brex had hoped that with a good feel for what it should be thanks to Rory, then it might be easier to have his own in case another incident came up where Rory wouldn't be able to sense the target. Perhaps combining hers along with his, might somehow close that blind spot that those like High Road would exploit.

Now, going back to the Changeling in the doorway. She leaned towards her right as to get a look at what was behind Brex. After a second or two, she straightened backup and asked, “Do you play a piano?”

Hearing the question had caused Brex to tense his muscles in response. From behind, he could hear Rory giggling as she called out, “Master, what are you gonna do now? You could say you got your hand caught in the cookie jar. You may as well go all out.”

Closing his eyes, Brex grumbled internally for a few seconds before opening them up again and saying, “It has been… A while. I doubt that I am very good.” He was about to try and leave when the Changeling appeared to be fidgeting in place as she looked off to the side with a look of embarrassment on her face. She then asked in a hushed tone, “Do you think I could hear it?” This was then followed with her giving him a hopeful expression that just begged him to say yes.

Brex found himself letting out a heavy sigh as he lightly nodded to the Changeling’s request. Without even waiting to see her reaction, he turned on the spot and took a seat at the piano next to Rory’s imaginary form. Who is now at that time, giving him a victorious smirk. He then closed his eyes once more after lifting the cover over the keys and began to think as to what sort of song should he try to play.

As he did this, a particular song came to him. After taking a few more deep and relaxing breaths. He lifted his hands right above the keys and pressed a few notes to get a feel for the instrument before him.

As he did this, the world around him no longer mattered. All he could envision in his mind was the piano and himself within a dark, empty void with just a single bright light shining straight down on him. As soon as he had finished his test run from pressing a few of the keys, did he finally start to play the song.

*Point of view: Third person*

(Play this music here.)

As soon as Brex began to play the music. The room had this electrified feeling as if every note that was being hit resonated in an unknown way. The Changeling who was watching all of this, was instantly captivated by the strange new music.

Immediately her horn had a faint glow as her eyes closed, only to open a few seconds later with the same irises that were present when Queen Bellona was in direct link with one of her daughters.

Just as that was done, every changeling in the house had an immediately stopped whatever it was they were doing and adopted a wide-eyed expression. Fancy Pants, Fleur de Lis and Blaze Caster had started to hear the music being played above their heads and quickly made for the stairs leading to the floor above.

When the three arrived, they saw just who is playing the song. Not wanting to interrupt, they stood quietly within the room and allow themselves to be swept up by the strange melody.

Only moments later did the other members of the house come filing into the room only to become a silent audience that was beckoned into following the enchanting sounds made by Brex’s fingers that continued to glide from key to key.

A number of the Changelings were now swaying with the tempo. While those that were apparently being affected more so, were just standing and being completely entranced by the music so much so that they were closing their eyes in an attempt to focus more on the melody and drown out any other distractions.

Elsewhere back at the current hive that was still in use within Manehatten. All of the other Changelings had already come home and practically in the same state as they were receiving the link from their Queen who was witnessing, they're Lord at work.

A number of which, were now humming along in an attempt to mimic the tune themselves. One of which, was a young drone that was currently sitting on her bed up on the third floor.

Unlike the last time that Brex had seen her, this Changeling had also gone through some small changes as her muzzle began to shrink and adopt the same structure as their Queen as so many others have. But unlike the rest who normally have silver, gray or black hair, hers was beginning to take on a slight hint of what could be green or teal.

Now going back to the Fancy Pants Manor. There were another two sets of eyes that were unknown to the others present and watching Brex play the piano. In the dark of the night, black robed individuals were currently floating in the air only a few meters from the closed window on the second floor.

These two were mysteriously drawn in by the unknown feeling in the air being produced from within this building and we're now completely entranced in the same way that all the others were.

One of them had moved closer towards the window to hear just a little better. As soon as that one had gotten within a foot and a half of the window, did the light from within the room illuminate their face to reveal a black mask with a veil. If any were to look right then and there, they would have been able to see a pair of shining yellow eyes just past the holes of the mask that were gleaming as if stars were lit up within them.

They then reached up with their left arm and expose a gloved hand with sharp points woven into the fabric for the nails. The hand was then carefully placed on to the window as to not draw any attention as it caressed the smooth surface longingly.

The black mast one then turned to look at the other which was still floating behind. After a few seconds, the second one moved closer to reveal that they were wearing a red mask and was now slowly shaking their head. The one in the black mask turned back towards the window and removed their hand, all be it hesitantly, only to slowly ball it up into a fist as it shook in clear frustration.

As soon as Brex had finished with the song, did the two from outside of the window slowly back away until they had disappeared into the night as if they were ghostly specters. Only to leave behind a single, warm handprint on the window that began to shrink due to the cold wind outside until there was nothing left to ever show that they were ever even there.

*Point of view: Brex Mith*

Brex still had his eyes closed shut and his fingertips carefully resting on the last keys that he had pressed. The world began to fade back into his senses and he was sure that he was feeling the presence of many all around. To which he thought couldn’t have been right.

As soon as he had opened his eyes and found a large audience standing before him, did he mentally scream in his head, “OH NO WAY! I WAS REALLY THAT BAD! They're probably here to complain about the awful racket I made. Why do they have to be so silent? Was it really so bad that they can't even say anything about it?” All the while from underneath his mask, the Roegadyn was now turning beat red out of embarrassment.

He then quickly reached up and placed the piano key cover back down and adopted a sitting pose with his hands on his lap. He then heard Fleur de Lis speaking in a tone that sounded as if she was on the verge of crying, as she said, “That was simply superb. I have been to my fair share of concerts and I have yet to come across a musician that has made such a piece.”

The Changeling who was originally there from the start had stepped forward and began to speak in a familiar voice that Brex identified immediately as Queen Bellona. She had wiped away a fresh tear in one of her eyes and was fighting back a set of quivering lips as she attempted to say, “I do hope that you can forgive my intrusion, but it would seem that my daughter was so overcome by the music that she had inadvertently forced the link between myself and the rest of my hive and I just couldn’t bring myself to break it until the end.”

Hearing this only made Brex gulp as he now knew that there was far more who had listened to his first attempt at playing the piano.

Queen Bellona then asked, “Would it be possible for you to tell me where you learn to play such an enchanting song. It almost feels as if it was from Prance. Yet at the same time, I can't help but think that it is not with the uniqueness.”

Brex wasn't sure, but he thought that if he had got anymore embarrassed, then there would literally be steam coming out from the eye holes of this mask if he had gotten any hotter after hearing the unexpected praise.

After taking a second to swallow the lump in his throat, Brex then began to speak in his normal tone, “What I played just now was from a story I heard a very long time ago that was told to both children and adults alike. I do apologize for using your piano without asking beforehand.” That last part was clearly directed towards Fancy Pants and Fleur de Lis as he turned in their direction.

To which Fancy Pants merely waved the apology away as he replied with, “No need to apologize old chap. I had only wish that I had known sooner, I would have asked you to play during your previous visits.”

Within the mind of Brex, he thought to himself, “I'm sure I wasn't that good... They're probably just saying that to spare my feelings... I think I'd much rather have them telling me how bad it was than having all of this false praise... I must have messed up a whole bunch of times. I lost track of what I was doing and just allowed my body to move on its own at some point. No doubt it ended up sounding as if a baby was banging on the keys randomly.”

Brex could plainly see that Rory was seemingly getting upset and just as she was opening her mouth, Brex could hear Fleur de Lis asking a question that drew his attention from now fuming Rory.

“Would it be too much to ask about what the story is about that would go with such a melody?” Queen Bellona stepped forward in her proxy form and nodded to the question to show that she too was invested in knowing the answer.

Brex brought his attention to the window while looking out into the night sky that could just be seen over the rooftops from the building across the street.

He then began to speak in a sorrowful tone that was just barely above a whisper, “The story itself would take too long to tell. Although, if you are interested, I can give you a brief run down if you wish.” To that, there was a chorus of yes's that came from behind.

Letting out another small sigh, he went on to continue by saying, “If you break the story down, it is a tragic romance that takes place on a faraway land, between two star crossed lovers that met from different worlds, only to be pulled apart.”

After hearing this, Fleur de Lis stepped forward until she was on his right side and looked up to his mask. She then said, “I can see why the song sounded so sad. Do you think you can tell us a little more of the story?”

To this, Brex only shook his head slowly before responding with, “It is a little complicated and it would take some time to tell. If I was, I would require some time to recall everything to tell the story correctly. Would it be OK for me to do this on another day?”

Fleur de Lis then nodded to him as she said, “But of course. Take all the time you need. If the music was any indication, then it must be one that must be told correctly, as you say.”

After that, everyone went back to their own business once again. The night had gone long and most were already heading to their rooms for bed. At one point, Blaze Caster tried to argue that he wasn't tired, but Brex caught him on a few occasions falling asleep, quite literally on his hoofs. To which Fancy Pants offered to show him to his room. Apparently, they had went ahead and set up some guest rooms for both Blaze Caster and Brex that were located on the middle floor.

It was getting close to midnight and he didn't really feel the need to go to bed. However, simply staying up was not going to be an option while in this house. He really didn't have much to do and leaving to find an activity was not something he wanted. He had a good feeling that Blaze Caster would be safe within the Pants Manor. But after the scare from earlier, he was extremely hesitant to leave the kid alone tonight.

Typically, back in their mountain cabin, Brex would keep himself busy with pretty much a number of activities that would range from tinkering with some of his crafting classes, practicing his fighting techniques or refining his uses with magic to see if he could unlock some different uses. It was due to these free times that he was able to utilize the spell from the healing classes called Rescue to pull objects around, instead of other members of the party.

It had even dawned on Brex as to how he hadn't even considered just what was going on in this world when it came to the monster attacks until Fancy Pants had mentioned his encounters and some of the reports.

During these thoughts, he was currently standing at a window in the parlor that had its curtains closed and only one small crystal light on the wall near the doorway. With using his right index finger, he parted the set of cloth to peek out into the night sky.

Brex began to think about what Fancy Pants mentioned about a food shortage over in the Griffin Empire due to the monsters. There was also what Fleur said about there being territory’s slowly being taken over. But what really stuck to him the most, was the sight of Blaze Caster looking so sad after hearing about the town he had once lived in.

Even after everything, Brex had to mentally scold himself for being so narrow minded as to only think about the main story line for that show when it came to this world. Time and time again there were signs that this world was on its own path.

He then began to shake his head lightly as to lose these depressing thoughts. He then said within his mind, “What are you thinking? You're not some hero. You just happen to be around when things happen sometimes. You can't be everywhere at once. Besides, making the schools isn't your way of trying to save everyone. It's just a means to an end when it comes to surviving.”

That was when he finally heard Rory speaking in his head after a long stretch of silence that had followed the unscheduled recital. Brex had no idea why, but ever since then, Rory had been keeping to herself and whenever she did speak up, it was short while at the same time, sounding as if she was angry about something. To which he doesn’t understand why.

“Master, could you please not think so poorly of yourself. I thought that the piece you played was just perfect. I couldn’t hear any imperfections. Also, I don't think you can keep playing that, just to survive card, for too much longer. Honestly, I can't see why you keep trying to play down your parts. We really need to work on your self-confidence. It just makes me so angry when you’re like this.”

Near the end of that, Rory was beginning to calm down and take on a much more caring tone. Brex was about to try and persuade Rory otherwise when he heard a set of hoof steps approaching.

Looking over his right shoulder, he saw a figure coming into the parlor. Immediately Brex identified the newcomer as the maid with the short black mane from when he had dinner. She had given him a short bow before she said, “It is getting quite late. Would the Lord be heading to bed soon? If not, then I could prepare a snack if you so wish.”

Brex quickly replied with, “Won't be necessary. Heading there now.” Seeing as the maid was making no efforts to say anything else or even move. Brex started to walk past her and up the steps that were just beyond the door. As he was doing this, he heard the maid following from a respectful distance.

He thought to himself during this and said, “Hmm, I guess she's going to bed too. The house is rather silent now. Must just be us that are awake. Honestly, I don't think I'll ever get used to the idea of maids. Just feel so weird to be weighted on handed foot, er, I mean hoof.”

When Brex found the door that was meant to be for him, he went to go to open it, but the maid had hurried along and did so for him. Looking at her questionably from behind this mask. Brex then said, “Thank you. Good night.” To which got him a small bow from the maid again.

After entering, he could see that the room was well furnished and there was a large bed waiting for him. The room was dark thanks to no lights being turned on and the only source currently available was the faint light coming from the full moon through the curtains.

Upon hearing the door being closed, Brex internally signed to himself after being left alone. But his thoughts of finally being able to relax were broken when he heard something from the direction of the door. When he turned to investigate, he found not only the maid that was accompanying him, but the other one was there as well.

Within his head, Brex couldn't help but to think, “OK, what is it this time? Why are they in my room right now when I'm supposed to be going to sleep?” He was about to go on with those thoughts but stopped when he smelt a sweet fragrance in the air. Instantly, his eyes shot open from behind his mask and he had to resist taking an involuntary step back to assume a defensive posture.

As to not jump to conclusions, he asked in a cautious tone, “Why are the both of you here?” As a reply, the pair of maids began to unbutton themselves from behind with their arms and only a second later did the already revealing outfits fall as to expose more of their bodies.

Thankfully enough, they were wearing some nightgowns that just barely went past their hip’s underneath. However, the fabric that they were woven from, made it easy for one to see what was underneath if they were to focus hard enough.

On the outside, Brex was standing firm and acting as if nothing was wrong while staring towards the maids. The inside was a whole another story. He was literally screaming with his internal voice as he said, “WHAT THE FUCK! WHY DID THEY JUST DO THAT? OH, BY THE SEVEN HELLS, NO! IS THIS BECAUSE OF EARLIER? WHAT DO I DO RORY!! I NEED TO GET OUT OF THIS!”

Rory then spoke up in her casual tone when she said, “Master, please just calm down. It might not even be what you think it is. Besides, the Changelings practically worship the ground you walk on from what I can tell. I doubt they're gonna just straight up and rape you. Although, they did have a history of capturing... You know what?... it might be good just to hear them out first.”

The dark-haired maid was the first to speak up when she spoke in a reserved tone that had a hint of embarrassment behind it. “If the Lord would permit it, would he be pleased with us warming his bed tonight?”

Brex quickly asked Rory in his head, “What does she mean by, warming my bed?” Rory then responded in her mischievous tone, “I dare say they want to sleep with you tonight. Just as you thought. This must be another one of those maid things.”

Brex then quickly snapped back by saying, “Well I can pretty much guess that with them being in their nightgowns. Oh, umm, and are they not wearing any underwear?” During his discussion with Rory, his eyes roamed their bodies and immediately found that they were not wearing anything under they're revealing nightgowns.

In the outside world, a few moments had gone by in utter silence during the time that Brex was having that chat just now with Rory and it was beginning to make the Changelings squirm in place.

As a result, the other one with the pig tails spoke with an underlying tone of disappointment as she said, “Does… The Lord not like the way we look, if that is the reason, then we can take on any form you wish. What you see before you are just our pony personas. Just inform us on what adjustments to make and we will do so post taste. Please forgive us for not knowing what preferences you have.” Then the both of them bowed low and held the mirrored poses without showing that they were not going to rise up again.

Brex was essentially stuck in place with what he had just heard. Rory was the next to speak up in his head as she said, “Looks like you're gonna be able to get that chance after all. I think you just hit the jackpot. Two willing maids that can literally become anything you want, just by saying the words. I'm pretty sure there's a bunch of guys out there that wouldn't hesitate to jump at this action.”

Brex had finally recovered after a few seconds and had taken on a relaxed posture after letting out a small sigh. He then turned his full attention onto the maids and began to speak in an authoritative tone, “It is not a matter of your appearance.” He had paused there to think carefully on his next word. There was no way he was going to just come out and say that he’s a virgin. From the looks of things, just simply turning them away was not going to end well. He had no idea if this would put a strain on his relations with the Queen and her daughters.

His eyes suddenly snapped white open again after remembering about the Queen and that these were really her daughters. He then asked, “Does the Queen know about this?”

That was when they both stood straight up again and nodded in unison. The one with the pig tails was the next to say, “Our Queen knows all about us being here. It is a part of the lessons we went over about when it came to what a maid should be expected of. There are set rules that state what should be provided to those of high status when staying the night. Among these rules are to provide a relaxing environment and tend to all of the guests needs.

At this point, Brex could see how the two of them were shifting in place again, but it seemed most of the movement was more focused to their hip areas and thighs. He then thought about it a little more and recalled something along what they had just said being done in the old days on earth when it came to nobility.

He didn't know too much about it, but he was fairly sure that it would have come out as some type of an insult to outright deny the hosts hospitality. Now trying to prevent himself from sighing any more in front of the maids, he tried to come up with an idea to get around it, but he came up empty.

So instead, he decided to bite the figurative bullet and come out with it. Crossing his arms, Brex went on to say, “Is this something that the both of you asked for by chance or ordered to do? He got a quick set of nods from the maids as they both said, “We wanted to do this for the Lord.”

He then went on to say, “I want to make something as clear as possible. I find you both quite beautiful. If we were under different circumstances, then I would not hesitate to take you up on your offer. However, I am currently saving myself for another.”

This apparently was able to make the pair gasp as they both took an unsteady step back. The one with dark hair begin to raise a trembling finger and she was trying very hard not to stutter when she asked, “D-Did, you say you are saving yourself? Then, are you saying that you have not been with another, e-ever?”

That had made Brex flinch from underneath his mask as he internally grumbled to himself about how he had accidentally said that he was a virgin. He then heard the same Changeling starting up again as she said, “B-But, how can that be? I find it unthinkable that you would have not been with a mare yet. To be around for this long and still be saving yourself? Just what kind of a mare could possibly have you giving them such devotion?”

From deep within the Roegadyn, he was almost positive that he could feel an odd sense of embarrassment coming from Rory. A devilish smirk appeared underneath his mask as he saw this as a good opportunity to get back at her.

Brex began to say, “She was there when I was at my lowest. When I was completely alone, she found me. If it wasn't for her showing up, Then I would not be here today. I received encouragement and guidance from her. I could say with certainty that I would entrust my very life to her at a drop of a hat. There's no doubt in my mind that if she were here and something was to happen to me, then she would not only take out upon the one who did me harm, would feel the fury to which would make the burning sun seem as nothing in comparison. And I too would do the same for her.”

In the beginning, his voice was normal, but as his little speech went on, Brex's tone became more sincere with each passing word. The one changeling with the short dark hair was the next to speak when she asked, “S-So where might this mare be right now, why is she not with you?”

Brex turned his mask towards the window and slowly answered with, “Regrettably, I don't know... But it still feels as if I can hear her voice when I really need to. All I have is what is in my head and that keeps me going every day. If it weren't for that, then I would be lost. I often dream of a day when we can finally be together. For that, it would not matter if I had to wait a thousand years to see her and hold her in my arms.”

He then turned back towards the Changelings and spoke this next bit as if making an oath to those watching from above, and as a threat to those below. “There will be a day when I get to be with her. Even if it means I have to become a demon to do so… And nothing will stand in my way.”

Rory was definitely beginning to feel the full on embarrassed at this point with how he felt her retreating deeper and deeper into his mind. As it turns out, Rory is all about making fun of others, but has a hard time when it comes to being talk about in such a way.

He then saw how the two Changelings were now inching closer together as if terrified with the way they were shuddering. Brex then thought to himself, “Oh crap. Did I just scare them?” Not knowing what to do, he approached the pair and carefully wrapped his arms around both in an attempt to calm them down. Fortunately, it had the desired effect and the shivering from their body’s had died down almost instantly.

He then whispered in a calming tone; “I apologize if I ended up frightened you both. I am not mad and I know that she wouldn't be either for what you wanted to do. Ha-ha, she always did say that I should not wait for her, but I still do.”

He then gently released them both and started his way over to the large bed and pull down the blankets. Afterwards, he climbed inside and laid in the center. The Changelings slowly looked down towards their clothing on the ground and began to reach for them when Brex called out, “You must be cold, come to bed.”

This caused them to both take a double take at his words. Brex then said, “I'll let you know this, I don't plan on doing anything, I would hope that you would respect my wishes and do the same. That being said, I am not opposed to simply sharing a bed. That is, if you still wish to.”

Inside, Brex was thinking, “It would probably be a bad thing if I sent them away, but at least now I made it clear. If this is what is expected from their society, then I may as well go along with it. I have been trusting them so far. Besides, maybe this will get Rory off my back for a while. How did that saying go? You have to learn to walk, before you can run?”

*Point of view: Third person*
*Location: unknown*

The moon was high in the sky, the ground was bathed in its soft glow. The terrain was that of a desolate wasteland with hardly any vegetation to be seen and rolling hills of sand. Two lone figures stand in what appeared to be a gathering of corpses spanning thousands of meters in all directions.

At the moment, their forms were obscured thanks to alone cloud giving them cover from the rays of the moon. One appeared to be standing while looking off in the distance, while the other was currently sitting atop of a corpse that once belonged to a four-legged beast that had half of its body missing starting from the torso going back.

As the cloud finally shifted its position in the sky, did the shade that gave them cover finally reveal it to be the same two black robed individuals from earlier. The one that was currently standing, had just at that moment placed what could have been a long thin object into their left sleeve.

As for the one that was sitting on the corpse of a monster, what could have been considered a set of daggers had quickly retracted into their robes. This one then reached into the opening underneath their hood and pulled out what appeared to be a short necklace with a white round object attached to it. It was then held high above their head in a positioned so that it would be directly between their site and the moon as it dangled freely in the night wind.

Just then, the wind picked up and this caused the surrounding sand to blow high into the air to show the signs that a sandstorm had just begun. But, right as the two were being enveloped, did the veil get pushed aside on the one that was sitting, only to allow a split second to show a pair of sharp fangs protruding from a set of dainty lips that were forming a subtle smile.