Luna and Anon made their way to the master bedroom and found that it was empty, Midnight still working to make Silver Tears more comfortable before he turned in for sleep. Luna got in bed and worked to get comfortable while Anon took the opposite side, hoping to force Midnight to sleep in the middle of the bed.

It wasn’t long before Midnight entered the room and crawled under the blankets. As an Alicorn, he was quite a bit bigger than Luna had remembered and she was shocked when he was able to wrap all four of his hooves around her and hold her tightly. She found herself drifting to sleep rapidly as the little spoon for the first time ever and giggled softly at the memories of love she had shared with Midnight all those years ago.

This was going to take some getting used to, but she found herself unable or unwilling to complain about how it was going.

* * *

Luna

I awoke to my ear being nibbled on. It was a strange sensation, but I enjoyed it. Midnight’s light nips worked its way down to my neck where he kissed and nipped at me vigorously. I found myself moving my head to give him more access to my neck, which he accepted with eagerness. As he continued to apply his nips, my moan of appreciation filled the otherwise silent room.

My tail slapped him playfully, but the motion also served to move my tail out of the way in a move that was almost muscle memory, and Midnight’s cock was there, waiting. With a gentle thrust, he was in me without effort, a practiced motion that had happened hundreds of times before… just not in over a thousand years.

I placed a hoof over my mouth to stifle my moan, but it made no difference. It wasn’t just his body that got bigger when he became an Alicorn, his cock had become bigger too. I could feel myself being stretched out and I could no longer fault my sister for having slept with him while I had been banished… this cock was a masterpiece. As the only male Alicorn in the world, it was possible that this was the biggest pony cock in the world… the thought giving me pause.

His quick, but deep thrusts did wonders to build me up to completion and I was forced to snort under my breath.

Too tired for sex my flank. Anon knew this was going to happen… I would give her a piece of my mind if it wasn’t turned to liquid and dripping out of my ears. Faust… I need more of this…

Any other complaint I might have had was silenced as I felt him fill me with his warm seed. I was grateful to not be in heat, but I also would have welcomed the chance to bear a foal. The paradox was playing Tartarus in my thoughts.

I didn’t know how long it took for a human, but both mares and stallions could come very quickly, which facilitated the making of foals, but also gave us the chance for multiple brief encounters instead of one long boring one. I personally preferred a quickie, since I could work them into my otherwise busy schedule and being able to have more than one in a day made the day worth looking forward to. There were a lot of ways that I missed the old days…

Midnight groaned in satisfaction. “Stars above, Luna… I’ve missed you.”

I sighed, satisfied in a way that I hadn’t felt since my return, but I was also a little disappointed that he didn’t say that he loved me. I was willing to admit that maybe he had to bury those feelings so deep to avoid going insane waiting a thousand years for my return that they haven’t had time to resurface, and I understood it. I yawned and opened my eyes to a sight that I wasn’t expecting.

Anon was standing at the doorway, arms crossed, but smiling. “Took you long enough. You two ready for dinner?”

My jaw dropped and I was having a hard time coming up with an explanation for what had just happened. Midnight cut off anything I could have said.

“You bet I am. I’m starving.”

He didn’t seem concerned with his wife having watched us make love, so I swallowed my unease. With reluctance, I followed them both down the stairs back to the kitchen. My stomach growled loudly, and I was forced to remember that I didn’t actually have breakfast this morning, so I was indeed very hungry.

Anon had cooked an elaborately complete meal and I was looking at both the fish and a salad to round out my meal. Silver Tears and Twilight had also joined us at the table and Midnight was serving them both like the children that he saw them as.

I mused. That might hurt Twilight’s chances to join the herd. Doesn’t matter how she feels about Midnight… Midnight helped raise her and he wouldn’t so causally rut the offspring of a close friend. His morals probably won’t allow it… but I suppose there could be an exception.

Now that things had calmed down from the events of this morning, I was able to get a good look at the filly. She was a unicorn, as was common for Canterlot. She had a pretty light blue coat and a sea green mane. Her eyes were a gentle pink, and she held a look of perpetual sadness. She also looked very nervous to be sitting at a dining room table with three other adults. Moon Watcher was absent, as seemed to be the usual.

Midnight had finished plating the filly’s dinner and sat it in front of her. With a daisy salad, a baked potato and a loaf of sweet bread complete with hot tea in front of her, Silver Tears didn’t know where to start. She looked very hungry, having been with her foal all day, but didn’t seem able to decide what to eat.

I cleared my throat. “Is there a problem, Silver? May I call you Silver?”

Silver Tears looked slightly panicked but nodded. “Yes, your highness. You can call me whatever you want. The only problem is that I don’t know what to eat. I mean, how do you choose when you have all this in front of you?”

Midnight smiled. “Well, Whatever You Want, I suppose you eat the first thing that appeals to you and then move on to the next item.”

Anon facepalmed at the obvious dad joke and decided to interject. “Did Midnight give you too much? As a nursing mother you will need to eat a lot… please don’t be afraid to ask for more.”

Silver Tears cocked her head, unsure of what to make of Midnight’s joke and Anon’s reaction.

“At the orphanage, we would be given a plate like this… but we were only allowed to pick one item plus a drink, and the rest would be passed on to the next filly. The lucky ones got to pick first. Are you telling me that all of this food is mine?”

I suppressed my shock. Orphanage? She was impregnated at an orphanage? That’s not supposed to happen… Orphanages exist to house orphans, not to create more. Or was she pregnant before she was dropped off… that’s almost more troubling…

Midnight cleared his throat. “Yes, Silver. All of that food is yours. You weren’t part of the conversation earlier, but I have decided to take you into my house as a ward. If you’re an extra good filly… I might adopt you. But… you must eat everything I gave you and take extra good care of your colt. Can you do that for me?”

Silver nodded as she tore into the food on her plate. Comparing her to a shark in a feeding frenzy might have been a close comparison but the shark would have lost. There was no conversation as we all tried to eat while watching Silver destroy her plate.

In ten minutes of straight eating, it looked like Silver Tears might eat everything on her plate but then she stopped. She was staring at the last half of the potato, but she didn’t seem able to take another bite. The food wall was real, not that it ever stopped my sister from eating another slice of cake.

Silver Tears lips quivered and tears formed in her eyes. “I’m so full… I don’t think I’ve ever had this much food ever… I can’t finish it… PLEASE DON’T THROW ME OUT!!!”

Her tears overwhelmed the room as Anon rushed to give her a hug, trying to calm the distraught filly.

“Shush. We aren’t going to throw you out. I bet that if you go feed your colt, you’ll be hungry again and then you can finish the potato. You can still be a good filly, how does that sound?”

Silver Tears wiped her eyes with her forehoof and smiled. “I know how to be a good filly! I’ll show you!”

Silver dislodged herself from Anon’s hug and jumped down from her chair, walking close to where Midnight was seated. She turned away from him, lowered her head, raised her tiny flanks into the air and flagged her tail, showing him her pussy.

“I’m ready to be a good filly for you, my lord. Take me as you please.”

The room just stopped. Midnight was staring at the filly dumbly as if he had never considered anything like this happening. Being a ‘good filly’ must mean something different for her. Her pussy was still tight, possibly only because she wasn’t forced to go through a natural birthing, and the earnestness and near eagerness of the filly to try to please, or service, the stallion of the house made the unusual situation even harder to accept but that wasn’t the type of stallion that Midnight was.

I frowned. She’s been groomed from birth to act this way… or at least groomed from the moment she entered the orphanage, whichever came first. That’s monstrous.

Midnight’s anger was clear on his face, but he surprised me with a gentle tone. “Silver Tears… please lower your tail. I don’t know what the orphanage taught you, but you don’t need to do that for your foster father. I will love you without putting my cock in you. I know that might be strange to hear but please try to trust us. If it pleases you… please go feed your colt and then come back and finish your meal. Your meal will be waiting for you when you are ready for it.”

Her tail lowered slowly, as if she was uncertain about this being some type of sick test. A test she had clearly had before. A test that she had both passed and failed at some point…

“But…”

Midnight cut her off. “But nothing. If I am adopting you, then that makes you my daughter. And your colt is my grandfoal. You will go care for him like a mother should and nothing should stop you from doing so. Not even me. Maybe… when you are of consenting age, we might can entertain some type of deeper sexual relationship since we aren’t biologically related, but in the meantime, I want you to accept that I don’t have any ulterior motives. I will care for you until you can take care of yourself, and even then, you will be welcome into my house. Please trust me…”

Silver Tears nodded and returned to her room to care for her colt. Once she left the room, I spoke up.

“The entire situation is troubling. That was an unusual offer of you to make, also.”

Midnight sighed. “The filly doesn’t know what to trust right now. I basically foalnapped her from the orphanage but I also saved her. She knows I’m a lord… or at least the head of this household. And she knows what she was taught. At least by suggesting a sexual relationship once she’s of age, she can see a long-term goal. As a filly that has clearly experienced sexual trauma, she would never accept that I’m doing something nice for her out of the goodness of my heart… I must have a reason. By suggesting that something sexual will happen later… she can at least trust that the status quo is there, just delayed. She will still try to earn her place, but she can now relax with the knowledge that I’m getting what I want in the here and now and will be getting everything else later. I doubt that I’ll ever do it, but I had to make her think that I would, for her own peace of mind. I’ve never seen this level of sexual conditioning in a filly so young…”

Anon nodded. “Devious… but necessary. I hope we can help her…”

I also nodded. “I want to know more about the situation with you and Moon Watcher. We are all here. I’d like that story too.”

* * *

Midnight

I sighed. “Well. Moon Watcher’s mother was a soldier in my personal army and was also one of my lovers. After a particularly active mating season, she ended up pregnant. She carried to term with grace and gave birth to the beautiful young mare that all of you have met. While most of my lovers in the past had never entertained telling me that I was the father, she was more than happy to tell me that I owed her foal support. The thing was… it was like an ongoing joke. Every time I gave her bits for Moony, she just played it off like it was a bad joke. I purchased toys, clothes… took her out on father/daughter outings… I was the perfect father… but Moony’s mother kept going back and forth on me owing her foal support to it just being a joke and I wasn’t the father. This kept up for years… I might have eventually grown tired of it, but it was the perfect long-term dad joke. Midnight Stalker approved.”

Anon frowned. “Even by dad joke standards… that’s not very nice.”

I smiled. “I’m not very nice and my soldiers like to mess with me. I accept it with grace because I’ve done worse. Luna could tell you stories about some of my epic pranks. Anyways… about 15 years ago… she got sick. The type of illness that you don’t recover from. No magic could help, Celestia knows I tried everything. On her deathbed, she confessed to being sorry about giving me so much Tartarus over Moony but claimed that I needed something like this to keep me going. I forgave her and she begged me to take care of Moony after she was gone. She never told me for sure if Moony was mine, but I didn’t care. I told her that Moony would always have a home with me, no matter what. At peace… she died moments later, and I cried more than I ever have for one of my soldiers or a former lover. I’ve raised Moon Watcher as my daughter and sometimes she’ll call me dad. I’m not sure if she knows if I’m her father or not and I’ve never asked, but our bond goes deeper than that with the shared death of her mother. I’ve given her the best military training I could… she’d make a decent Death Lord. I think that it would be nice for her to be the first Thestral Death Lord. Could be some type of legacy for me… but that’s it. I’ll never take her as a lover because she very well could be my daughter. I love her as much as anything and I’d die for her. Such is life.”

Luna nodded. “I have no problem making her a Death Lord, with your blessing, but would you consent to throwing her into the fire of this life?”

I nodded. “There would be no greater honor. For her to be my equal would bring happy tears to my eyes… and hers. Equestria isn’t as dangerous as it was a thousand years ago, and I would welcome her into the fold. I trained her harder than any other soldier that I’ve ever had. I trained her as my heir. There could be no greater honor than to see her ascend.”

Luna nodded. “I’ll give her the option.”

I nodded again. “Well… I guess it’s time for you to return to Canterlot for your nightly duties?”

Luna sighed. “Unfortunately, yes. I hope to see you again next week, with less drama.”

I snorted. “No promises.”

Luna disappeared with a teleport and Twilight spoke up next. “So… what’s next?”

I teleported several mugs of ale and several bottles of Apple Pie moonshine to the dining room table. “Next… we are getting super drunk. You can stay or leave as you please but have a drink with your old Uncle Midnight. The last hour or so demands that we drink something.”

Twilight nodded. “I’ll have a drink with you, but I also have my own baggage to unload. I couldn’t do it earlier with everything else happening, but I hope that you’ll indulge me and hear me out.”

I downed a shot of moonshine. “Take a drink and then… whenever you want to start is up to you…”

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Author's Note

Still need Death Lord suggestions.

We have Moon Watcher, Shining Armor and Trixie fielded so far. Still need at least two more and more than that if you don't want the current three suggestions.

All comments and suggestions are welcome.