Sentinel of the Everfree

Knocking on the door to Chrysalis’s exam room Celestia can’t keep the smile from growing on her muzzle. A loud gasp, the sound of papers flying, and the tell-tale buzz of large wings signaled to the Alicorn that the changeling had once again fallen asleep at her desk.

“W-wait! I’m not decent!” Rolling her eyes Celestia waits patiently until the door flies open and a frazzled Chrysalis greets her.

“Well good morning! Catching up on some sleep are we?” Looking over Celestia's shoulder I to the hallway Chrysalis frowns.

"You’re early… Wait where’s Gaia?" Celestia waves a hoof dismissively before motioning for the changeling to follow her. Looking back at the clock in her room Chrysalis shrugs at seeing it will be a few more hours before her scheduled examination and follows Celestia fully out into the hall.

"She is still sleeping with Luna watching over her. I just wanted to come ahead to offer you a warm meal as I had a feeling you’d be stressing out over what we have planned today." Though a small blush works its way onto her muzzle Chrysalis can’t help but smile all the same.

"I still think it is strange that you know me so well, especially considering what I am. As for your question though I have been unable to figure out if I should be terrified by the fact that I will be giving a medical examination to a mentally unstable dragoness or if I should start preparing my last will and testament." Celestia laughs and by the time they reach the small kitchen ment for the castle's medical staff both mares are laughing and leaning on one another for support.

"Fenrir is not going to hurt you. I won't let her." As Chrysalis begins making herself a strong cup of coffee Celestia takes a seat at the nearest table.

"Not to be rude Princess but as things are, you should really refer to her as Gaia even if she cannot hear you. As that is the name she currently identifies as it will do you no favors if you slip up and call her the wrong thing. Note that I say that from a medical position. On the other hoof however I would like to know how in the many levels of Tartarus do you plan on stopping her? If only half of what you told me about her is true there is not a thing you can do to stop her." Finishing up her coffee Chrysalis turns and joins Celestia at the table.

“Normally I would have to agree with you Chrysalis. In a fair fight I could never beat Fenrir, even as she is now I do not think I could honestly stop her without great harm to myself. I promise you however I have taken steps to ensure no harm comes to any being, be it pony, changeling, or dragon.” When Celestia didn’t explain further Chrysalis couldn’t help but feel a pit forming in her stomach.