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Re: Glory Bound Redux
By: Princess Celestia Date: January 7, 2014, 10:50 am
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Well, maybe... was Celestia's thoughts in response to Honey's
doubts over whether there was a five-stringed violin readily
available in the castle. Truth be told, the Princess was fairly
certain that there was at least one of almost every kind of
instrument stored there, instruments and the sounds helped
musicians express themselves being an important cultural item
that deserved being collected and preserved. Chances actually
were that, if they took the time to search around hard enough,
they could probably find the appropriate variant of violin for
the mare, finding instruments already having been on Celestia's
mind as she didn't really expect Richtor to be carrying a piano
on his back, though it would most likely take time. Time
Celestia didn't want to subtract from their date.
Unfortunately, without an audition, the Princess couldn't even
begin to make a personal recommendation for them to play at the
blan- er, rather, "grandest" party of the year. She could pass
them off to the same ponies most others had to go through in
order to throw their names into the hat, which often found its
way into a furnace because a group of nobles wanted one pony
from the start, but even then it would, of course, probably take
them months as everything crawled along at a snails pace. She
wondered if it would even be worth it to send then there at all,
the Princess having seen talented ponies she would have greatly
enjoyed seeing at the Galla being brushed aside by those
organizing it in the past and having their hopes dashed because
of already made up minds.
"I understand." She said, nodding, "Perhaps you should prepare
for both the open auditions," a joke to the organizers of the
event that only existed because she insisted that everypony have
a chance, "and the appointment auditions. I'm sure that you,
Richtor, shouldn't have much trouble getting one of the latter
and you can both perform together when your time comes." Maybe,
if she was lucky, Celestia could even attend such an audition
herself if the organizers would remember to alert her this time
and the stars aligned and allowed her the free time to do so.
Should pass the idea by Luna next time she saw her.
"What I do in my off time is probably rather underwhelming
compared to what some may expect." Celestia went on to answer
the questions asked of her. "It's the same as anypony really:
reading, spending time with family, trying to find time to see
the new show that's been having all the critics rave, etcetera
etcetera. I do greatly enjoy visiting my School for Gifted
Unicorns whenever I have the chance too. Spending time with my
students there is one of my favorite things to do, and I always
look forward to seeing them."
At Richtor's invitation to join them, Celestia was leaning
towards the negative, already having begun to feel like she may
have stepped into and derailed their date a bit with her
presence. Still, the stallion was correct in his assumption,
there being plenty of things in the castle that most visitors
overlooked when given the option of simply seeing the well
talked about and better advertised sights. "I wouldn't mind
walking with you for a short while," she said, deciding that a
few more minutes of showing off her castle may allow for them to
see some nice things without intruding much further on their
time together and causing their night to be all about her,
"though, if we hear voices coming down the hall don't be
surprised if you see me duck behind a potted plant. It is a
little bit past my bedtime after all." She joked with a small
chuckle.
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Re: Glory Bound Redux
By: Honey Dew Date: January 9, 2014, 8:42 am
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Honey nodded in agreement with Richtor's statement that waiting
would give them time to prepare. Then, as Richtor returned the
nuzzle she gave a moment ago, a slight, involuntary blush
colored her cheeks as she returned a small, bashful smile in
response, gaze averted coyly for a moment. Why did that feel so
nice? It was hard to think such a simple gesture could feel so
alluring. While she was growing up, she could never understand
why her sister and her coltfriend did that so much, but now...
now that she'd actually experienced it...
She recovered slightly as Celestia responded, telling them about
what she did in her free time... Which was surprisingly simple.
Strangely, the simple answer she gave only made Honey want to
get to know her more, despite her being their immortal ruler. It
made her seem infinitely more approachable, like it was possible
that one could actually befriend her. The glowing goddess seemed
more like a pony with a very intriguing mane and horn-wing combo
than some all-powerful being. She was, of course, still somepony
that commanded all the respect in the world... but she was more
than that. With these thoughts, Honey visibly relaxed a little
bit more in Celestia's presence, now wondering what else she
could ask the mare to get her to stay with them as long as she
could manage.
Honey smiled lightly at Celestia's joke about being up past her
bedtime, even if she was a little disheartened. It wasn't all
that late into the evening, but Honey supposed she did have to
get the rest she needed to wake up feeling refreshed in the
morning... "If we hear voices coming down the hall, I suppose
we'll just have to find other routes to take. We can use Richtor
as a distraction to escape," she teased, stepping a little bit
closer to hook one of her hooves around his. "Oh, and while I'm
thinking about it, Richtor... That dance I was about to offer;
we'll have to take a raincheck and do that when we win our spot
at that gala." She offered another slight smile to Richtor
before looking back to Celestia.
"I wouldn't mind talking with you as long as possible...
Celestia," Honey said a little hesitantly, hoping there would be
no offense at her addressing her princess without any sort of
title. "Richtor and I have all the time in the world to make a
memory or two before turning in for the night. For now, I think
I'd like to get as much out of this opportunity as possible, if
I may be so selfishly bold. The idea of getting to know my
princess better is a very enticing prospect. Of course, the same
goes for you if you have questions for either of us. I can't
speak for Richtor, but I'd gladly answer anything you might wish
to know," she continued, not quite realizing the arrogance her
words might portray. I have one request though, Celestia... The
royal garden. I have always wanted to see it ever since I saw
pictures of it... Could you perhaps show us a hidden secret or
two there, if there are any?"
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Re: Glory Bound Redux
By: Richtor Keyes Date: January 12, 2014, 5:40 am
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"Ah, the School for Gifted Unicorns," Richtor repeated, smiling
as he began to drown some of the more negative memories that
were beginning to resurface by the mere mention of that school's
name... Richtor never really had any problem with the school in
of itself. In fact, his own mother and father tried to sign him
up for a test of admittance, but back then, Richtor was
extraordinarily stubborn about the use of magic and refused to
take the test. What bothered him, however, was when his peers
used the school as a tool to lord over him as if it somehow made
him inferior. While he was still somewhat hard-headed with his
magical aptitude, Richtor was pretty sure that he could have
aced that test with flying colors if he really wanted to... But
then he would have never discovered the joy of music, so in a
way, he had made the correct choice. The stallion shook off the
idea and returned to the previous subject...
The open auditions were brutal enough... Richtor had barely
scraped by the judges in the piano category, and apparently they
were being nice, according to several of the other players.
Generous or not, Richtor didn't make it past the second rung of
the "real" auditions, or the "appointment" auditions, as
Celestia had put it. He had planned on coming back in a few
years to try again, but after listening to Honey and her
incredible violin performance, he knew that they could possibly
have a shot this year. Richtor smiled at the thought, but not
because of the potential performance at the Gala... He smiled
because regardless if they achieved their goal, he would still
be performing alongside the talented Honey Dew. And the very
idea made him a very happy stallion indeed.
Etcetera, Etcetera... Richtor blinked... "Was that a King and I
reference?" He was unsure if Celestia did that on purpose or
not, but it certainly deserved a chuckle. The stallion then
turned his attention to Honey as she spoke in return, nodding
alongside her various statements. "I'd gladly answer anything as
well," he added, giving a playful nudge to Honey now that's
she's loosened up again. "And I'll agree to that raincheck,
however, I may cash it in much earlier, because then we could
have a second dance at the Gala.~ Oh, and if you want to use me
as a distraction, then I'd have to run home and fetch my
Nightmare Night costume."
Richtor turned his head and paused in thought, attempting to
recollect his bearing within the castle. He knew his way back to
the front, but he wasn't quite sure where the gardens were in
correlation to the ballroom. Was it the other pathway? No...
That lead to the library... How about the-- no, that was one of
the studies... He thought... "Um... Problem. I don't quite
remember where the Royal Garden is located. Wasn't it somewhere
along this hallway here?"
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Re: Glory Bound Redux
By: Princess Celestia Date: January 27, 2014, 11:36 am
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Celestia only smiled a little wider at the mention of
referencing The King and I while the informal way of addressing
her from Honey Dew went without any correction or negative
comment. Again, she was off duty, and its not like she was in
the middle of a busy court or anything, so why not let them
relax some more? However, the idea of Celestia herself being
able to relax further became more difficult to believe after
both of the visiting ponies expressed interest in visiting the
Royal Gardens, the princess needing to actually catch herself
before allowing a small worried grimace from making an
appearance on her otherwise pleasantly warm face. Of course they
wanted to see the gardens, she couldn't blame them as she
herself had wanted to visit such a spot before deciding it best
to skip it on her own personal tour of the grounds. But...
surely they couldn't still be put their bickering, right? They
must have gotten sleepy from all their arguing and gone off to
nap somewhere by now, or so Celestia hoped as she made a small
gesture with her hoof in the direction of the ballroom doors.
"The gardens are actually just down the hall. I passed them just
before finding you two in here, actually. Come, I'll show you
the way." She nods for them to follow before turning to lead the
way to what she was hoping would be the now abandoned but still
beautiful section of the castle they hoped to see. She didn't
think she was actually going to have to hide behind a plant
tonight when shed made that joke, but now it was seeming more
and more likely... Not wanting to spend the walk down the halls
in silence as she wondered what the two might think should she
suddenly vanish at the sounds of ponies arguing over inches, she
decided to take up their offer of answering questions asked of
them, though the first and most obvious one that came to mind
should have been seen as inevitable.
"You know, its not often that ponies are allowed to carry
weapons when visiting the castle," she began looking back to the
two and glancing at the blade carried by the mare, "especially
after this past year we've had. How did you two manage to get
that sword of yours past the guards without being tackled to the
ground? I can say I'm actually rather surprised you managed
seeing how I once witnessed a stallion be given a hard time over
trying to bring in 'unauthorized silverware' in the form of a
box of spoons and forks, so being so openly armed is an odd
sight around here these days."
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Re: Glory Bound Redux
By: Honey Dew Date: February 10, 2014, 9:32 am
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At Celestia's mention that the gardens were nearby, Honey's ears
perked up in intrigue, not having quite realized that they were
so close. Lucky that Celestia had been along to help them out,
then. If not, she wasn't sure how much time they might have
spent trying to just find that one place. She didn't say
anything about showing them any of the garden's secrets,
though... Not that it was important, it was just something she
really would've enjoyed looking into. As Celestia moved to lead
the way through the castle, Honey removed the leg from around
Richtor's and nuzzled him gently before following behind
Celestia towards the gardens.
To her slight surprise, the conversation was then moved to Honey
and how she'd ever managed to get a weapon inside of the castle,
causing her to smile a bit as she turned her black-eyed gaze
back to it for a moment. "I... Believe I may have made the guard
at the front door feel... awkward. A Samareai's blade is just as
a part of them as a horn or wings are to a unicorn or pegasus,
so I professed my hesitation in giving over my weapon. Then I
bowed to it when I removed it, and that's when the guard offered
to allow me to carry it inside, with the compromise that he cast
a spell on it that would sound an alarm were the blade removed
from its sheathe, which will apparently go away upon leaving the
castle.
"As for the fans, they're my preferred weapons. They're
graceful, easy to use, and go well with any combination of
fighting styles. They work well for feints and misdirection,
too. My mast--mother," she corrected herself, shaking her head
slightly at the slip of her tongue. "Told me that I gained an
affinity for them rather quickly. I trained with a number of
weapons, but the only other one I came close to picking up was
the wakizashi..." She looked wistful for a moment before
remembering where she was and that she'd said much more than she
intended to, resulting in her clearing her throat. "Regardless,
as I told the guard up front, my weapons are for protecting
those in need, not for terrorizing ponies."
She then looked over to Richtor, smiling to him faintly as she
spoke quietly to him. "If you believe we'll have enough time for
you to cash in that raincheck, Richtor, then I'll gladly do so
with you. I'm willing to stay as long as you're willing, and as
long as we're allowed. Just let me know what the plan is, okay?"
she asked, substituting a hug for another nuzzle to his neck
before turning her attention to Celestia once more. "When you
say 'especially after this past year we've had', what exactly do
you mean, Miss Celestia? I have heard rumors about some of the
things that have happened in this place, but I thought some of
them were really just rumors..."
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Re: Glory Bound Redux
By: Richtor Keyes Date: February 17, 2014, 5:42 pm
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"There's only really once instance that I can clearly recall,
and that was the Royal Wedding," Richtor followed up, now
wearing a slight frown that crept along his features. "And that
was only because I saw it first-hoof. Those black buggers.
Changers or whatever they called themselves. I can still hear
that protective bubble being broken, shattering like glass as
they poured in..." The stallion shook his head, trying to force
a smile. He was traveling home from practice when it all
happened. Everything broke into utter chaos at that moment, but
Richtor and a few other stallions and mares teamed up and
attempted to restore some kind of order. Richtor was no fighter,
as he had said before, but he would have liked to think that
their efforts saved everypony in that area. If there was one
thing he absolutely could not stand, it was somepony, or
something, in this case, preying upon the defenseless. "But
let's not dwell on such things. The important thing is that
nopony was hurt. Besides, we have majesty and beauty all around
us.~" Richtor gave a small nudge to Honey Dew as he made that
comment, now wearing a sincere grin.
"As far as our dance goes Hon, we'll see about what time it is
when we're done sight-seeing." Richtor shortened her name on
purpose to see how she would react. He'd been playing around
with it in his head for some time, and he liked the way it
sounded. It was only until just then that he had decided to say
it, fearing a negative reaction. "My parents don't mind if I
stay out, just as long as I check in every so often. If
anything, we could always come back another night if we run out
of time."
Richtor then turned his gaze towards Celestia, growing a bit
more comfortable as they traveled along the hallway. Princess or
not, she seemed every bit as relateable as Luna. Her very
presence was astounding, yet one could talk casually to her like
an old friend. "We appreciate your company, Celestia. And thanks
for taking the time to show us the way. This castle is just so
darned big it's hard to remember where everything is." He
chuckled to himself, following lightly alongside Honey Dew.
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Re: Glory Bound Redux
By: Princess Celestia Date: February 18, 2014, 9:35 pm
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Honey Dew managed to make one of the guards in the castle feel
awkward? Now that was something Celestia wish she had been able
to see. Even with an alarm set over it the sight of an armed
visitor was a rare one at the castle, so however their talk with
the guard had gone must have been something to see... That sword
was obviously very important to this mare though. The idea of an
individual becoming attached to a favored weapon to the point of
viewing it as an extension of themselves wasn't too rare when
one thought about it, but her explaining that she had in fact
gone so far as to bow to it made it clear that she saw it as
much more important than that. Celestia listened as Honey went
on to explain the other weapons she either carried or has
trained with, Celestia not having asked for such an elaboration
but not minding the branching of the conversation as it easily
prevented them from walking in silence.
Samareai, hm? Celestia took another moment to try and digest the
name in her mind. Hmm... They sounded like heavily armed and
highly trained warriors with an interest in protecting those in
need. Sounded nice at first, but she wouldn't form a full
opinion on them without learning, or possibly remembering if she
was lucky, everything she could first. Maybe she could ask Honey
more about it, or just pass the name off to Pen and have her see
what the library could offer on them? Surely they'd have
something sitting on those shelves and possibly gathering dust
that could shed some light.
The continued shows of affection between the two guests to the
castle brought some extra warmth to Celestia's smile, the
princess finding it to be sweet and also feeling glad that they
were comfortable enough around her that they didn't try to hide
it. The warmth faded however when Honey asked about the past
year, Richtor then stepping up to explain one of the most
recent, important and biggest examples of the troubles they'd
had to deal with during those months. "Changelings." Celestia
corrected, her mind jumping back to the wedding the invading
force of shapeshifters had attacked during. Memories of how shed
failed to protect her ponies against Queen Chrysalis, been hung
upside down in a cocoon and forced to watch everything start the
situation only grow worse, and how she hadn't listened when her
faithful student had tried to expose the behavior of the
disguised changeling queen briefly flooded to the front of her
mind, this all being expressed with a small frown that replaced
her smile. "I agree," she concurred with Richtor and his urging
for them not to dwell, "that is not something that's terribly
appropriate to think about on a night like this."
The continued affection between the mare and stallion following
her was able to remedy her momentary drop in mood as Celestia
replaced her frown with another easy smile. The comment over how
difficult it could he to remember where things were around the
castle was... mostly lost on Celestia, her having lived there
since its original construction but still having to deal with
the occasional renovations here and there that would mix up the
floor plan a touch. "Thank you for allowing me to tag along,"
she lightly replied as they began to approach a set of doors,
both of which bearing large and beautifully crafted glass
windows that allowed for a view of the outside, "though I doubt
it would have taken you all that long to find what you were
looking for without my help. As I promised, the gardens were
only a quick walk down this hall after all."
To prove it her claim, Celestia opened doors they'd found, the
view waiting beyond proving to be very much worth their time as
the gardens greeted them. The smell was delightful, fresh and
sweet, and while most of the flowers had closed their petals for
the night, many other more nocturnal varieties looked to almost
glow under the moonlight, a few rarer plants actually doing just
that as they gave off ambient blue and purple light. Hedges and
bushes were masterfully trimmed into detailed and beautiful
depictions of life, them almost being enough to fool a pony into
believing they were the real thing when viewed in the dark or at
a distance as well as actually seeming to occasionally shift
their poses or even reposition themselves whenever nopony was
looking their way. The winding pathway leading from the doorway
the three ponies stood at snaked its way forth, around and
deeper into the gardens, it serving as a kind of inanimate tour
guide for those who wished to enjoy the sights it would take
them to, Celestia stepping out and onto it as she took a long
deep breath of the cool night air through her nose, savoring its
flavor before turning back to speak to the others. "Was there
anything specific you were hoping to see out here tonight?" She
asked, the soft and constant billowing of her multicolored mane
and tail adding to the scene around her, "Perhaps our maze or
the area where we keep the statues?"
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Re: Glory Bound Redux
By: Honey Dew Date: March 21, 2014, 5:00 am
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Honey kept her ears perked up as she listened to Richtor talk
about one of the things that had happened in the previous
year--the changeling invasion she had only heard about through
word of mouth in her time spent travelling Equestria. It sounded
like an awful time, and something that sounded like it could've
been traumatizing to some ponies. However, as both Richtor and
Celestia suggested they not speak about subjects such as that
one, she nodded in agreement, and gave something of a coy smile
at Richtor's pass at her, obviously not missing that his majesty
and beauty comment was directed toward her.
She then gave another nod of acknowledgement when Richtor said
they should wait to see what time it was before worrying about
the dance, her not really reacting much to the shortening of her
name. She followed his gaze toward Celestia after that and
smiled to her when Richtor thanked her for interacting with
them. "It still has been very pleasant to be conversing with you
like this, Celestia. Not every pony can say they've had the
opportunity to speak with their princess in a fashion such as
this one, and I for one count myself to be very lucky to have
had the chance," she followed up after Celestia thanked them for
allowing her to 'tag along'.
Those words were then followed by her turning her gaze to the
garden that the doors opened up to, her jaw instantly dropping
as her eyes widened. Stunned, she stepped forward into the
moonlight and towards some of the flowers that glowed under the
same light. Upon reaching one of these flowers she rose a hoof
to it and stared in awe before sniffing it, then finally
shifting her gaze elsewhere, still just as awestruck. "Oh
Richtor... It's beautiful..." she breathed to him, almost
seeming reluctant to break the serene silence with words. "I've
never seen anything like this before..." Her gaze moved to
Celestia afterwards, still looking just as awestruck as if the
princess herself had taken on her own mysterious quality just by
entering the garden. "There wasn't really anything specific I
wanted to see, no... I just wanted to see the garden's beauty
for myself, and I must say it's vastly surpassed all of my
expectations. As for what I'd like to see... I'm not sure. I'd
like to see what secrets the maze had while I have the best tour
guide I could possibly, but I can only imagine what kind of
statues and their history might be here... We probably really
only have time for one, too--if that. What do you think, Rich?"
she asked as she chose to gently lean against him.
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Re: Glory Bound Redux
By: Richtor Keyes Date: May 2, 2014, 2:43 am
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Richtor fell utterly silent as the doors swung slowly open
before them, leaving the white stallion completely motionless as
waves of blue, violet, and silvery moonlight flooded the
hallway... He hadn't taken but one step into the garden before
he fell completely in love with the scenery; the vibrant colors,
sweet air, and enchanting aroma were nearly enough to bring him
at a complete standstill. In fact, if it weren't for Honey Dew
stepping gingerly forward into the incandescent moonlight,
Richtor might not have moved at all. The curious stallion stuck
close to the mare as he craned his head back and forth, paying
special attention to the more violet flowers that seemed to
bloom in patches at regular intervals. Now -that- is a flower,
he mused to himself, bending down to examine one more closely.
He was halfway tempted to pick one up and tuck it under Honey
Dew's mane... if it weren't for the one that was already there.
Richtor mused to himself for a moment, leaning in towards Honey
Dew as she spoke, nodding quietly in agreement to her comment of
the garden's beauty. For a moment, Richtor's eyes wandered
outside the patches of flora and decorations until he set his
gaze upon the various hedges, noting their unique shape and
variety as their personalities seemed to spring to life. The
garden was truly a masterpiece, and Richtor couldn't help but
agree that its sheer beauty vastly surpassed all of his
expectations as well. The stallion had caught little glimpses of
the garden in the past, but what he had seen paled in comparison
to what he experienced now.
Celestia's suggestions stumped Richtor for a moment; the
possibility of either locations would be fruitful, especially
with Princess Celestia as their guide. As Honey Dew leaned in on
him, Richtor wrapped a single hoof around her back and leaned
into her as well. Without a second thought, the hum of magic
could be heard as the stallion picked one of the vibrant, violet
flowers from an inconspicuous patch that was growing near them
and presented it to Honey Dew. Maybe she'd wear two? Or tuck one
of them at the base of her tail? Regardless, it would certainly
be quite the gift; a memento to remember the gardens by. Richtor
smiled shyly, wondering if that would be going too overboard.
"Personally, I could certainly go for histroy," Richtor replied,
now looking at Celestia with a beaming smile. "We could walk the
maze the next time we decide to stop by. It would be like a
mini-adventure.~"
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Re: Glory Bound Redux
By: Princess Celestia Date: May 10, 2014, 11:02 am
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Celestia patiently waited as the two ponies tried to decide
where they wanted to go that night, the Princess understanding
that it can sometimes be a bit overwhelming for those who didn't
have the luxury of being able to see the gardens as regularly as
she could. Well, semi-regularly at least. Still all depended on
her schedule after all, and sometimes shed be so busy that it
would deny her any chance of getting to take a walk here and
relax for quite some time, which would mean, almost humorously
at times, that even she would sometimes be surprised by
something new in her gardens that would decide to reveal itself
during her visits.
Having an easier time keeping her eyes focused on a single thing
than her guests seemed to be - something that earned a quiet but
melodic chuckle from her as she found their reaction to the
grounds to be rather pleasant - Celestia watched them as she
kept one ear angled towards the touring pair and the other
swiveling a bit in slight worry of picking up the sound of a
nearby quarrel between windbags. No sign of them yet... Maybe
they did go home like shed wanted them to? Maybe they actually
realized that they're squabble over a tiny tiny amount of land
was not in the least bit important and was probably born purely
out of bitter opinions and boredom? Perhaps... perhaps they even
reconciled and realized they'd be happier as friends rather than
rivals?
Ha! That'll be the day...
While it was easier to keep her eyes from wandering, Celestia
was not actually entirely immune, the occasional brightly
colored and almost iridescent butterfly flittering its way
between the beds of flowers demanding that she spare them at the
least a short glance as they went about their simple business.
The fireflies going about their own tour of the shaped bushes
and hedges, many of which ha ing seemed to already taken
initiative toward changing their poses and even swapping places,
illuminating the scene along with the glowing flora as it all
mingled into almost being a picture one would find in a story
book.
"A stallion of history, Richtor?" Celestia asked once a decision
on their next destination was made, the princess turning herself
to her left so as to begin leading the way once they were
finished taking in their current surroundings, "I'll admit I
haven't taken the time to walk the grounds of the statue garden
in some time. That section is becoming unfortunately less
popular these days with how it seems to only get traffic from
the occasional group of school fillies and colts visiting on
field trips, and its becoming even more neglected now that one
of its more important statues are gone, so its nice to see
somepony showing an interest in the lessons it can provide. I
would also recommend you try the maze when you've got a solid
block of hours to dedicate to it. Sometimes it can be a bit more
than a "mini"-adventure." She added, smile deepening a touch as
she recalled a certain afternoon shed spent with her sister
after shed returned home where all the decisions of which way to
go were left up to Luna. They got home at around Celestia's
bedtime.
The statues weren't too much of a trot, and the path leading
there would have plenty of what was on display already, so
Celestia was in no hurry to go, allowing the others all the time
they desired to linger as she both waited for them to be ready
to move on and begin following.
"Are either of you two well educated on the many talented
sculptors our country has been blessed with over these last few
centuries? Or will I be having the pleasure of informing you of
a few tonight?"
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