I walk over to the table and sit on the opposite side from Twilight. She's still smiling at me, levitating a quill with a 'I want to know' expression.

"Good morning, Farengar. If you don't mind, can you tell me about your world's magic?" Twilight asks, she looks really excited. I'm going to feel bad about disappointing her then, I don't know much other than what little I've learnt.

"Sorry, but I don't know much. I only know how to perform very basic restoration magic," I reply. Her smile falls as she starts pouting a little, for a pony it’s damn near lethal to look at.

"Well, can you at least tell me what you know?" she asks, still hopeful at getting some info.

"Oh, sure. Well, for restoration magic, you convert your magicka into a warm soothing light and apply it to a wound. The magical energy helps accelerate the healing process, or you could leave a lingering aura on the wound where it'll heal slowly over a short period of time," I tell her. She's writing down every word I say and I just smile.

"Restoration magic also is effective for dealing with the undead, like that Sunfire spell I tried to do," I tell her and try to cast it again. It's still the size of a pebble, but she still stares wide eyed at it.

"You can also put up wards to provide physical protection and magical resistance, but they sap your magicka the longer you use them," I finish explaining.

She stops writing and asks me a question. "What's this 'magicka' you spoke of?" So I answer with one of my own.

"Do you have a source of energy within you that you draw out to cast spells?" She nodded in reply.

"That's what we call magicka, it's the magical energy within us that we use to perform magic." She scribbles that down and continues with the questions.

"What was that golden staff I found in my library?" I think back and remember her description of it.

"Oh, that was a Destruction spell staff, it’s able to shoot off ice, fire or lightning in the form of a close range cone or a bolt." Her eyes shine as she jots that down.

"Anything else?" she asks with an eager expression.

"Other than Soulgems, which you heard about yesterday, nope, that's all I know." She deflates slightly and sighs.

"Well then can you tell me how you cast your spells?" she asks. Her smile returns and I scratch my chin.

"Can't really explain it. If I can get that book back from Celestia, it would explain much better than I could." Nodding her head, she places the parchment and writing tools into her bag and continues reading her book.

I get up and look around for that book on dragons I was reading yesterday.

After locating it, I head back to the table and sit, Twilight looks up and see's what I'm reading.

"You want to know about dragons?" she asks, I just nodded. "Oh, then would it interest you to know that I have a dragon?" I look up at her with surprise.

"You have a dragon? Where is it? Is it here?" I ask. Dragons are legends in Skyrim history and I've always wanted to see one.

"No, he's back at the library in Ponyville, but if the princesses let you, you can come down and see him for yourself." I smile and nodded, returning to my book.

Seems dragons can breath fire and use certain words to cause an effect, there's only one in the book as the rest of the pages seem to have been torn out.

'Fus Ro Dah, Unrelenting Force, is a shout that pushes objects and entities. Weak versions of the shout stagger enemies and slightly push objects, while the strongest version will throw objects a great distance'.....

The rest is gone. I think for a second, a shout? Sounds like what the Dragonborn of old and the Greybeards are capable of.

"Oh you're looking at the dragon language? We tried studying it, but the dragons won't allow us to learn it. That book was written by Starswirl, unfortunately the pages were missing when we found the book," Twilight tells me. I look at the book one more time before placing it back on the shelf.

I look through the books on griffins for a few hours. I've learnt how they made their mead and about their customs and traditions. Surprisingly, they're very similar to the nords, a race of warriors and hunters. Strong, sturdy, and a high tolerance to the cold.

I'll have to visit Gryphus one day. I look up and notice Twilight no longer there. Looking around, she's nowhere in sight.

Shrugging, I put the book back and leave the archives, the guard following yet again.

Walking along the hall, I run into Shining Armour.

"Ah, Farengar. Just who I was looking for. You up for a little sparring match with the guards?" he asks looking up at me. I think for a bit and nodded.

"Sure, all this sitting around is making me lazy. A good workout would be great, just let me get my armour and I'll be right there," I reply. He nodded and trots off.

I arrive at my room and open the closet, I pull out my Steel Armour and put it on, along with my ring.

After it's on, I step out the room and follow the guard to the training grounds. Along the way some maids spot me and freeze with fear in their eyes. My armour is quite intimidating, especially with the horns, the patches of fur and leather probably don't help either.

The guard and I arrive at the field and see guards doing exercises, laps and sparring. I spot Shining barking orders to them and they salute. He turns, spots me and waves me over to him.

"Ah there you are, that's quite the suit you have there, looks really heavy and thick," he says as he pokes at the plate on my thigh.

"Pure nordic steel, don't get any tougher than that," I proudly claim, hammering my right fist twice on my chest making a clanging sound.

"We'll see about that, so are you ready or do you need to warm up first?" I look around and see a bar with weights on the end. I walk over to it and lift it up without much effort. I start lifting it up and down.

Shining walks over to me wide eyed. I'm lifting weights that even the earth ponies were struggling with.

With a grunt, I drop the bar as it slams to the floor, cracking the stone a bit.

"I must say though you don't look it, you have some muscle on you," a dark blue earth pony with a grey mane and tail says. He walks up to me wearing armour similar to what Shining has on.

"I'm a nord, we take great pride in our strength," I reply shaking my arms to loosen them up.

"Alright, I'm ready. So who's first?" I ask. Shining calls over a charcoal coloured earth pony with a dark red mane and tail and directs me to the ring.

"The rules are simple. You either knock your opponent out or out of the ring, no hitting below the dock and no killing your opponent," Shining explains. We both nod and get into a ready position.

Shining looks at us both, then yells out. “Fight!” We start circling each other, my hands are raised so I’m using my forearms as shields in a defensive posture.

The pony charges towards me and rears up, bringing his fore-hoofs down at me, I sidestep and punch him in the cheek.

He grunts from the blow and turns his back to me. I jumped back as he bucks at me barely hitting my armour.

We start circling again and stare each other down. He charges at me again, so I jump up and lean back as I drop kick him right in the face.

I land on my back with a thud and a grunt. I stand back up, the guard is out cold and bleeding slightly out of his nose, the other guards are mumbling to each other as he was levitated away.

"Not bad, was not expecting you to put yourself in a vulnerable position like that," Shining says and nodded to a pegasus. He's a light orange colour with a green mane and tail.

Once again Shining starts the fight and the pegasus is straight in the air. He circles me a few times before diving at me. He was too fast and slams into my left shoulder, causing me to spin and fall.

I get back up and groan at the throbbing pain as the pegasus circles again.

This time, the pegasus gets low to the floor and flies at me horizontally. I sidestep and hold out my right arm just in time to close line him.

The pegasus tumbles to the floor and slides for a few feet out of the ring. He groans as some other guards help him up and take him to the medical wing.

I'm standing in the ring rotating my right shoulder, trying to loosen it up and relieve the pain.

"Well I'm surprised you didn't lose your limb with that stunt," the old earth pony comments.

Almost felt like I did, my right arm is now shaking and slightly numb. I'm given a five minute break to recover as I sit on a nearby bench. I apply some minor healing magic and get feeling back in my arm.

"Well I must admit, you're pretty tough," Shining says, sitting next to me. Can't argue there, I've probably seen more action than most of these guards.

"But you'll be going up against me next," he tells me as he gets up and trots over to the ring.

I rest for another two minutes, then make my way over to the ring. I stand with my defence up and wait for the signal. The old earth pony calls the start of the match.

Shining's horn glows and I feel that tingling feeling again. He's trying to hold me down, but my ring is blocking his magic.

I run forward and take a swing at him which he dodges, he rears back and kicks me in the chest and sends me back a few feet. That's going to leave a bruise.

After the blow, I recover quickly and swing a leg at his face, he creates a shield and blocks the attack. I just stare dumbly at him. 'That's so not fair', I think to myself. He tries to buck me, but I take the hit and grab his hind legs and start swinging him in circles.

Around about four swings, I let go and he goes flying out the ring with a loud thud and clanking armour. I fall onto my back, panting and out of breath from the blow to the chest and throwing his heavy ass.

"Shining! Are you okay?" I hear someone shout out. I look over and see Twilight running over and helping Shining up.

"I'm fine, just let my guard down is all," he says, trying to look like nothing happened.

I'm still on my back panting and gasping for breath, these ponies can hit hard. I take off my helmet and start breathing normally again.

"What are you doing fighting with my brother?" Twilight asks. I just raise my right brow at her, he's her brother? I don't see much resemblance, but then again, if not for the different colours and hairstyles, they'd all look the same to me.

"We were sparring not fighting," I tell her, she still looks annoyed but drops it.

"Well even so, the Princesses have been looking for you, dinner is about to start and you're going to be late!" she tells me. I notice the sun was low and that I've been out here for a few hours.

I get up and grab my helmet and follow Twilight to the dining hall.

After the five minute walk, I open the door and let Twilight in. My chair was moved next to Luna so Twilight could sit next to Celestia.

The Princesses notice I'm in my armour and ask why.

"Huh? Oh I had a few sparring matches with the guards. I'm not going to fight without my armour, getting hit by a hoof would hurt like hell," I reply sitting down next to Luna who just gives me a warm smile.

"Ah, and how did that go?" Luna asks

"Won all three matches, and threw Shining by his hind legs across the ring," I say with a chuckle. Twilight gives me a glare.

"Impressive, defeating the Captain like that must of been embarrassing for him," Luna says. Dinner then arrives, it's a pasta dish they call Carbonara.

I shrug and take a bite, it was actually quite nice and I eat the rest with gusto.

As I finish, Twilight and Celestia are talking about some wedding her brother is going to have. I couldn't care less and turn to Luna.

"So what do you do during the night?" I ask. She looks up from her meal with a string of pasta dangling from her mouth, she slurps it up in an unladylike manner and swallows.

"I tend to the dream world, hunting down nightmares and putting an end to them," she tells me and takes another bite of her pasta.

"Sounds like fun," I reply, taking a drink from my glass of water.

"It's actually hard work, there's hundreds of nightmares every night and I just can’t deal with them all," she says feeling a bit down.

"Can't expect to be able help everyone," I say, shaking my head from a bad memory.

"True, but it's still disheartening. Anyway, are you willing to go dream walking again tonight?" I nodded my head and finish my drink.

"Wonderful! I'll meet you in the Dreamscape then," she says with a wide smile. She finishes her meal and joins in the others conversation.

I yawn and look around, I don't see Blueblood anywhere and ask where he is.

"Blueblood? Oh yes, he was very upset that you're still walking around and not in the dungeons after what you did to him. I believe he's in his room sulking." Twilight raises a brow after Celestia said that.

"What did you do to Blueblood?" she asks curious as to what happened.

"I punched him in the face and knocked his ass out," I say proudly, I still don't feel sorry for doing it.

"Really? Darn, wish I was there to see it. For the whole time I was learning here at the castle, he kept trying to make me 'his' mare. He's nothing but rude and a pervert!" she fumes, then shoves her hoof in her mouth and turns to Celestia who has a shocked expression.

"Twilight, is that true?" Twilight only nodded and Celestia gets the first angry look I've seen on her yet.

"Looks like I'll be having a little chat with him later about this, but for now, my sister and I have duties to perform." Celestia says. She gets up and leaves, Luna following after giving me a warm smile.

Twilight sees that and chuckles.

"What are you laughing about?" I say and glare at her.

"Oh nothing, I just think Princess Luna likes you." I raise a brow and stare at her, I shake my head ignoring her comment.

Standing up, I make my way to the door and head to my room. I remove my armour and slip into bed.

After ten minutes of thinking, I drift off and fall asleep.

I'm standing in the white void again, Luna is already there waiting for me. I walk over to her and smile.

"So what would you like to see now?" I ask her, she hums for a bit then replies.

"How about something from your foalhood?" she asks. I blink for a second and realise she meant childhood.

"Sure, let’s see," I reply. I start thinking and a sky blue door appears. I open it and step through.

I'm standing in a small field behind my old home in Falkreath. My ten year old self learning swordsmanship from my father just outside the backdoor, I have a few bruises but nothing major.

My father is standing there smiling, holding a wooden sword. I'm panting but also smiling with my own wooden sword. I watch as my father and I practice some more, laughing and talking for thirty minutes.

Then I hear a woman call out to us, it's my mother.

"Come on you two suppers ready!" she says to us. I cheer and rush to the house, my father walking behind me chuckling.

We're all sitting at the table eating and having a pleasant time, I watch as my father pulls out a wrapped present and hands it to me.

My face lights up with a huge smile as I unwrap the gift. After it's out I'm yelling in joy, it's my first sword.

The design was simple but sturdy, an Iron Shortsword with my name etched into the blade on both sides. I hug my parents and go back out and swing it a few times, my father following to keep an eye on me.

The dream fades out and back to the empty void, I have my eyes closed and a smile on my face.

"That was very nice, you looked so adorable," Luna says smiling at me.

"I was not adorable, just short," I smirk at her, Luna just walks up and hugs me.

"Well I thought you were adorable, but now I must be off, I have a duty to perform and nightmares hardly resolve themselves," she tells me, before I could reply she's gone.

I shrug as I drift off into a dreamless sleep.