The purple unicorn stayed there, completely immobile. The shivers persisted as the worry advanced into her heart.

“Discord”, repeated Twilight. “This… this poem is talking about Discord? Could it be? No, no… calm down…”

Well, she had no clue about that. Yes, ‘Discord’ and ‘destroy’ rhymed, but maybe it wasn’t enough to worry. Twilight didn’t know absolutely anything about poetry. Maybe she was missing something.

And the alicorns… the poem talked about the alicorns, there was no doubt. The ‘immortal gods’, who raise the Sun and the Moon…

The shivers. Twilight felt like it was the coldest day of winter, even though the heat that was coming from the opened window. Shivering, the purple unicorn frowned again.

“What’s the point with this?”. Okay, she could understand the existence of the Pinkie Sense. She could also accept the fact that she had some kind of ‘intuition’, like every living being. But those shivers weren’t normal. “I’m ill or something?”

And, suddenly, it stopped. Without any warning, the shivers disappeared in less than a second, leaving only a strange feeling in Twilight’s back. The mare smiled, relieved. And then she frowned again.

She was known for her unique mind. Everypony who know Twilight Sparkle knew one thing: she was not stupid. She was very, very clever. And all the things she had lived since the day she had moved to Ponyville had given the unicorn enough experience to not ignore something that seemed unimportant for a normal pony.

“Those shivers weren’t normal, I’m sure” muttered. “There must be something that has caused them. Like a suddenly illness, or something wrong with my body. Or magic”.

And magic was the most probable answer, judging by the nature of the shivers.

“I hate poetry” thought Twilight, “but that’s not an excuse. I must give this scroll to somepony who could understand it better than me… and maybe I can investigate the shivers too.”

If the shivers had been caused by the scroll, then it was not a waste of time. If it weren’t, then… well, the poem was mysterious. And she didn’t like mysteries.

“I’m sure the Princess Celestia will answer any question I have” muttered again the unicorn. She opened her bag and pulled inside the poetic scroll. “And then we could talk about a lot more of things, like the origin of the alicorns. I wonder why I hadn’t questioned that until now…”

***

The day was bright and beautiful. Twilight preferred the always-blue sky of Ponyville, where the pegasus were a minority. On the other hand, Canterlot’s sky was always full of winged ponies: messengers, citizens, workers, kids… there were so many ponies living in Canterlot that only the pegasus doubled the number of Ponyville’s population. The shadows in the sky were a regular problem for the city, but even with that, that day was really pretty. The purple unicorn felt her mouth opening in a smile.

The castle was almost empty. There were no guards around, so everything was quiet and calm. As Twilight exited the Star Swirl the Bearded wing and entered the garden she closed her eyes and enjoyed the peace. Princess Celestia was going to be in the Throne Room, as always, but the purple unicorn thought that a little walk could calm her a little and make her forget the bad memories about Discord that the scroll had brought back…

And then, she felt something hitting her head.

“Ouch!” muttered the unicorn. “Ow, sorry, I wasn’t paying attention…”

“Well, be more careful then!” replied a male voice. “You could have hurt me!”

Twilight blinked. “Err… sorry again, it wasn’t my intent… Ah! Prince Blueblood!”

The mare shouted in surprise. In front of her, staring her with an angry look in his eyes, was a tall, white and blonde unicorn. The Prince Blueblood, the nephew of Princess Celestia herself, one of the most important ponies in the city, one of the most beloved personalities in the court (mostly by single mares) and, in words of Rarity, the Most Insufferable Jerk of the Existence.

“Yes, the Prince Blueblood” said the white stallion. “You know, the one who is more important that you will never be! So watch carefully your way, because that hit hurts and I don’t like…!”

“Excuse me” interrupted Twilight. “I said I’m really sorry, and I will repeat it if you want. But, after that… may I ask you a question?”

Blueblood blinked. “Excuse me? Do you really think that saying those kind of things are polite? You’re talking to the Prince Blueblood! And I’m sure you’re not some kind of noblemare, because I had never seen you before! So, know where you belong and talk with a little more respect!”

Twilight rolled her eyes. Had Blueblood behaved like that during the Grand Galloping Gala? She didn’t think so. Maybe not being dressed in a fancy way made her less respectable for the prince. “I’ve said I’m sorry. And I apologize again if I have offended your highness in any way, it wasn’t my intention. The only thing I want is ask a question, and then I’ll leave. If your highness doesn’t like that, then I will leave immediately and leave the Prince alone.”

“Well, that’s better”. Blueblood smiled with sufficiency. “But don’t be so familiar with me. Who are you, anyway? The daughter of one of our guards or something like that?”

“Not exactly”. The purple unicorn swelled her chest with pride and smiled. “I’m Twilight Sparkle. You and I had never met before, but I’m sure you will recognize…”

“Sorry, I’ve never heard that name” said the stallion. “And I’m not asking that, I’m asking your social status. I’m afraid you haven’t understood the question correctly”.

“What? No, I’m sure you know me. I’m the personal student of Princess Celestia…”

“My aunt has hundreds of students at the School for Gifted Unicorns”. Blueblood raised an eyebrow. “That’s all?”

“I’ve said personal student. I’m her personal protégé, the most faithful…”

“Naaah”. Blueblood rolled his eyes. He seemed everything but a prince. “I’m sure that sort of thing doesn’t count in the court. So, you’re just a commoner? Then, How can you enter at the castle?”

Twilight sighed. “I’ve said personal… Never mind. I’m the owner of the Element of Magic, maybe that…”

“The what?”

“The Element of Magic!” Twilight couldn’t believe the situation. She knew Blueblood wasn’t too smart, but that level of stupidity… “You know, the ancient mystic powerful crown that…”

“Never heard about that”.

“I’ve saved the whole Equestria with the Element!”

“Really?”

“TWICE!!”

“Well, I didn´t notice it. Are you sure you’re not imagining things?”

“For the love of… Aaargh! Do you remember Discord? Nightmare Moon? The two most dangerous crisis Equestria has ever passed?!”

Blueblood frowned, concentrating. “Eh…Yes… yes, I think I remember that. The everlasting night, the chaos upon the world and all that stuff…”

Was the stallion talking about those things like that? Really? And that… that ‘prince’ was the nephew of the wisest from the wises? Twilight couldn’t believe that. “Eh… yes, that… that ‘stuff’. Well, I was the one who solved that kind of problems, with the help of the other Elements…”

“So, you’re a hero. Then, why is your name so…?” Blueblood raised an eyebrow again “…not-famous?”

“The Princess Celestia made a party in my honor after the defeat of Discord. You were on that party”.

“I’m in a lot of parties every year. How can I remember all of them?”. The white stallion shook his head. “Did you talk to me that night or something?”

“No, not really”. Twilight faked a smile. Of course she hadn’t talked to the white stallion. Following Rarity’s advice, she and all her friends had avoid Blueblood all the night. “Then, you don’t remember anything? Did you ever wonder who defeated Discord or Nightmare Moon?”

“I simply guessed my aunt did it” said Blueblood. “So the answer is no. Then, you are not a commoner?”

“I’m afraid not”. The purple mare sighed. “I have a very close relationship with the Princess Celestia, and even Princess Luna knows me very well.”

“Then I think you`re important enough to ask me a question, I don’t mind” said the white unicorn. “Be grateful, it’s a very unique honor for a simple commoner”.

“I’ve said I’m not a commoner, or at least not a ‘simple commoner’” muttered Twilight, angrily. “Well, then… there’s a thing I’ve found on the Star Swirl the Bearded wing, a scroll I want to show to the Princess. After reading the scroll, I’ve remembered there are a lot of things that I don’t know and, I don’t know why, I’ve never asked. And you can answer some of the questions”.

“Huh.” Blueblood nodded. “Okay, I think I know what you’re wondering. You want to know how old am I, or if I have any fiancée. Well, luckily for a pretty commoner like you…”

“Why aren’t you an alicorn?”

Suddenly, the silence returned. And this time, there wasn’t a peaceful silence, or a relaxing one. There was a tense, uncomfortable silence. Twilight waited patiently for an answer.

Blueblood was horrified, or at least that was the expression in her face. His eyes were extremely opened, his mouth was twisted into a grimace and his right hoof was raised in an offended way. The whole body of the prince showed to the world how extremely insulted he was feeling at that moment.

But Twilight didn’t apologize for anything. After all, she had suffered a conversation so frustrating that seeing the look of Blueblood was some kind of relaxing.

“Well? Can you answer, please? If you’re the Princess Celestia’s nephew, why aren’t you an alicorn? And, who is your father? Or your mother? Are you Princess Luna’s son?”

Blueblood didn’t say a word.

“Excuse me? Prince Blueblood?”

“How…?” The white stallion whispered quietly. “How…? How you dare?! You are just a commoner, how can you ask something like that?!! I’m one of the members of the Royal Family, show a little more respect!”

Twilight raised an eyebrow, just like Blueblood had done before. “Sorry, but it’s just a question. And not even a weird question. I mean, yes, it should be biologically plausible that you were the son of an alicorn, because the pony species can interbreed, but then who are your parents? Has the Princess Celestia another sibling like Luna?”

“I’m not answering such an impolite question, young lady! And you’re lucky that I don’t know your name…!”

“I’ve said it just a few moments ago…”

“…and that there are no guards around here, because be sure that, if they were here, I’ll order them to arrest you!”
Twilight frowned. She knew virtually all the guards in Canterlot, so she wasn’t very afraid for the menace. “I’m sorry if I had offended you, but…”

“Nopony has ever asked me that!”

“Really? Well, that’s just weird…” Twilight blinked. “But… wait a moment, I’ve never asked that neither. I wonder why nopony is curious about it…”

“Because the other ponies are polite! Not like you!”

And without saying anything more than insults and very originally curses, Blueblood raised his head and left, without looking the purple mare again.

Twilight stayed there a while. That was a strange thing.

Sure, Blueblood was an insufferable jerk, just like Rarity had said, but… why was him so insulted by the question? And, if he was saying the truth, why anypony had questioned that before?

The unicorn looked at her bag, inside of which was the poetic scrolls that, apparently, had bring her shivers at the Star Swirl the Bearded wing. The poem and its mention of the alicorns had brought back those things at her mind, and also had made her wonder why she hadn’t asked anything like that before. She could understand the taboo of talking about those things at the Princesses, but, Blueblood? He hadn’t very much respect, or at least not like the Princesses. Somepony close to him –like, a friend –should have asked something…

And also, who were Blueblood’s parents? The stallion was the nephew of the Princess Celestia, but the Princess Luna had been stuck on the Moon for a thousand years. And Blueblood couldn’t be that old.

“It just doesn’t make sense”. Twilight raised her sight to the Sun. “Nopony has asked that ever, and even I, the personal student of the Princess, don’t know anything. It’s like if all around the alicorns was a mystery, and anypony could see it… But me”.

That was right, now Twilight wondered a lot of things that, a few hours before, had took for granted. What were the alicorns exactly? How old were the Princesses? Had they any family? Where had Blueblood come from?

And why ask that questions then and not before? What had changed?

The purple unicorn blinked as she turned back and took a look into her bag.

Suddenly, the poetic scroll seemed a lot heavier.

Author's note: Phew, I love Blueblood. I mean, yes, he's an insufferable jerk, but... Well, I love his personality. Really. It's a shame he doesn't talk in the show.
Like always, if you find any error, please say it. You know, so I can improve my English writing...
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