-Thalmor Dungeon-

        "As I'm sure you know, in order to reach the Dwarven Artifact room, we must go through the dungeon," The Thalmor mare explained, whom Rarity learned was named Bloody Mace "Have you ever been down to the dungeon?"

        "Uh, no... Not really. I'm always busy with... Well you... Ugh... Thalmor... Stuff, you know." Rarity hesitantly replied.

        "Right... Well you see this cell? This one here?" Bloody Mace gestured to an empty cell "This was the cell of... Um... Emperor... Something something, wanna check it out?"

        "Um... Alright," Rarity stepped inside the cell to inspect it "What happens to be so special about it?"

        As Rarity said that, Bloody Mace closed the door "Hah! Stupid Stormcloak spy! I can't beleive you fell for such a bloody retarded trap! Ha!"

        "What? I'm a Thalmor! You can't do this! You stupid excuse for a guard!" Rarity hollered.

        "Oh how rude! To bad you didn't use that when it would have helped you!" Bloody mace left the room.

        -White-Gold tower-

        Spike was standing near a small water fountain. The sound of the flowing water was calming. He needed to calm himself. He was overwhelmed with the events that had transpired. First getting stranded in another universe, then having his crush thrown into the heart of an Empire filled murderers. He'd get heavily drunk to calm himself... if he were of drinking age. However spike was responsible, one need Ed to be to know the thu'um... and if they wished to date the Eement of Generocity.

       As spike quietly sat by the flowing water, the aire around him began to pick up and swirl before manifesting into a small representation of Paarthunax. "Spike, what takes you so long? Why haven't you returned with the six others?"

       "Have patience, I thought that you of all dragons could tolerate that," Spike replied "I just need a little time."

       -Royal Imperial Bedchambers-

       Pinkie paced back and forth within her room. Ah had not hearted from Rarity for two whole days now. What had that mare gotten into? By the nine, Pinkie usually knew better than to threaten her 

friends lives for what somepony else could do. Wait what? No! I couldn't send one of my ponies to their doom! Pinkie thought. It was tough but Pinkie ultimately came to the conclusion that she was right in the first place. Rarity had the best experience to handle situations like this.

       "My empress?" Sparkling star entered the room with out knocking as usual "I have some grim news."

       -Somewhere above Valenwood-

       "Her Majesty will fall for me when I save her friend form Thalmor murderers," Ink-Wing whispered to himself whilst flying "Then I'll get a true place in the empire."

       The teenaged pegasus continued to fly, thinking aloud to himself as usual. After a while a thought dawned on him "Is it weird that I talk to myself?" He thought for a couple of minutes "Nah."