Twilight sighed as she leaned back in her throne, happy that today’s royal duties were finally done. She may have gotten used to it thanks to a thousand years of training and working alongside three experienced rulers, but it still took a lot of energy out of her regardless. She rubbed a hoof through her flowing mane, flinching slightly as her hoof passed over a particularly nasty scar that ran across her neck, one of the many legacies from the griffin wars that had happened five hundred years previous. The griffins had become fed up with the original agreement set after the first griffin war, and had decided that Equestria needed to be wiped off the map and griffin superiority made supreme. It had not ended well. Many ponies had died pushing back the griffins, pushing into their lands and paying them back the same pain they had visited upon them. They had formed many alliances in that time, both with the dragons and the changelings of all things, who had also been attacked by the griffins. Beset upon three sides, their entire nation had crumbled and their people were scattered to the winds, becoming a common minority in present day.

Twilight grunted and shook the memories from her head, teleporting to her room and walking over to a nearby table. She sat down and reached across it, grabbing up an old picture which caused her to tear up a bit. It was a picture of her friends, which was one of the last remaining things she had to remind her of them. It had been taken a few years after her coronation, and a lot had happened in those years. All her friends had gotten married, each starting families of their own. Even Rainbow Dash had settled down, marrying her idol Spitfire and adopting Scootaloo as their daughter.

Unfortunately the happiness had not lasted, Pinkie and Rarity being her last friends to pass away. She had tried staying in touch with the families for a time, but found it too painful and gave it up after watching their children pass from this world, it was just too much for her.

There had been days after that that she had wished for death, longing to be released from her immortal prison and rejoin her friends in the heavens. But alas death had never come, even when on one fateful night, she had tried taking her own life. She had tried killing herself through flying, accelerating to breakneck speeds till she had crashed into the ground, leaving a sonic rainboom in her wake. She had blacked out after impact, waking up in a hospital bed with the three princesses standing over her looking concerned.

When she had finally gotten the courage to admit what she had tried, she had gotten scolded by all three of them in turn, all of them commenting about how she should have talked to them about it, seeing as how they knew better then anyone about the painful trials of immortality. Though it helped a bit, it didn’t really sink in till after the griffin wars how much their friendship had truly helped her. After that they had started getting closer, their bonds growing with each passing year as she learned the ins and outs of being a ruler of Equestria, and also through the trial of finally receiving her own celestial body to control. Or bodies as her case would be, for she had been gifted with control of the stars by Luna almost two hundred years ago, and the effects of that change had given her her own flowing mane and tail, twinkling with the stars that filled the sky. It had taken her a while to master the sacred art of managing the stars, but Luna had been an excellent teacher, even breaking out into song to help describe how the process worked.

She giggled as she got up, watching the sun set below the horizon and the moon rise. She closed her eyes, stretching out her magic to bring forth the stars, putting a little more flare into her work then usual as she added a couple of shooting stars to the mix. Satisfied that her work was done, she went down to sleep, letting the exhaustion of the day take her peacefully into slumber.

She was glad it was Friday.

* * *

When she arrived at breakfast the next morning, it was to the sight of her three best friends sitting apart from each other, all looking nervous as she walked into the room. She sat down at her chair, grabbing a plate of food and digging in, not noticing Cadance getting up and sitting down next to her.

“I saw what you did with the stars last night,” said Cadance, smiling as she leaned close to Twilight. “It was breathtaking.”

“I’m glad you liked it, I put some extra work into it for the ponies who work late, you know how they enjoy a beautiful night’s sky.”

Cadance nodded, placing a hoof on Twilight’s with a nervous look on her face. “Um…Twilight, there’s…there’s something I wanted to ask you.”

“Well what is it Cadance, it isn’t something bad is it?”

“No” said Cadance at once. “Twilight…we, we’ve known each other for many years now…and have grown quite…quite close…so I wanted to ask…” she breathed in deep, steeling herself before speaking again. “Twilight Sparkle will you marry me?”

Luna spat out the coffee she had been drinking, hitting Celestia as she turned in surprise toward Cadence. Twilight herself was totally baffled, the question catching her off completely off guard. She opened her mouth, but found no words willing to leave her brain at the moment. After a brief pause Luna spoke up, her eyes fixed on Cadance with what looked like malice.

“Cadenza, this must be a jest on your part, a cruel jest…”

“This is most certainly not a jest Luna, why would you think such of me?”

“Because…” said Luna, blushing as she tried to cope with what she was about to say. “…because I too, wish to ask for Princess Sparkle’s hoof in marriage.”

Twilight's eyes widened further as Celestia and Cadance’s mouths dropped open. Twilight couldn’t believe this…this was just impossible! First Cadance her foal sitter, and now her best friend Luna…she couldn’t imagine how this could get any worse.

Celestia coughed, got everypony's attention. “Cadance, Luna, could you come with me please. It seems we have some things to talk about.”

Twilight turned to her as she rose, noting the blush that had adorned her cheeks, which struck her as odd. “Princess, why are you-” then she stopped as a horrible thought struck her, “oh no….please tell me you weren’t…”

Celestia chuckled nervously as her blush deepened, smiling at Twilight in a way she had never seen before. “Um…to answer your question…yes I was going to…propose to you.”

Twilight was wrong; things could get worse…much worse.

Author's Note

Yeeehaaa unfurl the sails and lets us welcome the newest of vessel in our beautiful Shipping fleet, Twilunestiance! (or is this a resurrection, I cant have been the only one to have thought this ship up)

I hope you guys have enjoyed this intro, got some beautiful plans for this fic. Next chapter will be the talk between the three suitors, which will be fun to write, till then stay tuned.