First Nightmare Moon, and now this...

The Solar Princess, monarch of the holy sun and regent of Equestria, was currently stood within a private room of the castle's infirmary, waiting with a patience that had been millennia in development, as she gazed out upon the city of Canterlot through the panes of a large glass window, watching as the city, her city, came to life in the growing twilight, speckles of gas-light blooming across the city as the lamp-lighters prepared for the onset of true night. Though the sight was beautiful from her vantage point, a sight that could inspire poets and artists to works of the more impeccable grandeur, the vista was lost upon the Solar Princess, locked most bitterly in contemplation.

Little more than a year had passed since she had first sent Shining Armour into the depths of the Everfree, tasked with the duty of eradicating a rising threat to the security of the nation, when in reality he had been offered up as a tribute of sexual appeasement to her half-sister: the Luna Goddess Nightmare Moon. Jealously was an emotion unfamiliar to the Solar Princess, living as life as she did, when her every want an desire could be satisfied, yet whenever she thought back to that day, when Nightmare Moon had made a conquest of her personal guard, Celestia could help but feel a bitter twinge of such emotion run through her soul, poisonous and foul to a creature birthed light such as herself.

Turning her attention from the window to the chamber's small bed, Celestia moved from the window to stand by the prone form of her captain, who, having been returned to the palace only a few hours ago, slumbered deeply upon the soft white sheets, his ears idly flicking at random as he dreamt his own little dreams. Looking down upon him, Celestia felt a faint ache in her heart, a melancholy sadness that once again she had been forced to surrender that which she desired to the hooves of a rival. Did other mares feel like this when they saw their desired stallion's in the hooves of another? The Solar Princess wondered to herself. Somewhere out in the world, was there another mare such as herself, forced to watch as others took what they wanted whilst she was too shy to say but a single word?

Worse yet, how would she ever possibly be able to tell Shining Armour that she had willingly given him to the changeling hive-queen for her own purposes?

The door creaked out, the head of a small earth-mare popping around the corner as she looked into the room. "Pardon me, your highness," the mare stated when her eyes landed on Celestia, entering the room proper before bowing in the presence of her monarch. "If you would permit, I'm simply here to check on the patient."

"Carry on,"

The petite mare bowed once again, advancing upon the stallion's prone form before lifting his hoof and taking a quick pulse check, lips moving as she silently counted each beat of his heart. Once that was done the mare placed a hoof upon the captain's forehead, Shining Armour stirring at the limbs presence, yet failing to fully awaken from his dreams. Nodding to herself, the mare briefly fluffed the patients pillows before bowing once again and turning to the door with the intent to leave.

However, as she closed the distance the door suddenly swung shut, a dull clunk signalling that it had been locked. Turning back to the princess, the mare looked upon her regent with an expression of innocent confusion. "Your highness?"

"Drop the act, Chrysalis," Celestia responded with a dead-pan voice, looking over towards the petite mare with an unimpressed expression upon her muzzle. "I wasn't born a century ago."

Instantly the young earth-mare allowed a devious smile to crawl across her muzzle, tongues of green fire rippling across her body as she morphed and transmuted into a form that came much more naturally; the tall, elegant frame of a changeling hive-queen. Giggling, Chrysalis advanced to stand by Celestia's side, joining the mare in looking down upon the slumbering Shining Armour. "So, what gave it away?"

"Aside from the fact you had no idea what you were doing?"

"Ah, true, true. But I must admit that such a form also provides positive results from my many suitors. It would seem the 'sexy nurse' is a highly acclaimed accolade in your society."

"We prize that which upholds life."

"And that which doesn't?"

Celestia grimaced, the granite form of her last lover flashing before her eyes, his mocking, insane grin twisted in a rictus of agony as he perpetually cursed his own love. "I have no current wish to speak of such things, and no wish to waste any of my own time. Why are you here, changeling?"

"Oh, simply checking on how my husband is doing. We made hot, passionate love, he and I, and it is not uncommon for me to... wear out my suitors, shall we say? After all, given how no other being has ever managed to rouse my spirit as much as he, I would simply hate it if anything were to befall my little stud." Chrysalis giggled once more, reaching out with a perforated hoof to stroke Shining Armour's hind-leg, the limb twitching at initial contact. "Truthfully, sometimes I wish I had simply maintained the charade of being his wife indefinitely. There is no doubt in my mind this one stallion could generate enough love to feed my entire swarm."

"And as for the rest of the Celestial Guard?"

"Oh, you needn't worry, I have instructed my drones that they are not to be harmed, and no changeling may refuse an order from its hive-queen. Once my swarm has replenished itself, your ponies shall be returned safe and sound without a scratch. Have no fear, Celestia, I have no intention of violating the treaty between our species."

Celestia nodded absently, a faint twinge of jealousy running through her soul as she watched Chrysalis pet Shining Armour's hind-leg. Though she would never openly admit it to another soul Celestia longed for herself to be the one who was comforting Shining Armour, for herself and herself alone to be the sole mare in the stallion's life. Many were her dreams and fantasies of the captain and his muscular form, many were the idle day-dreams she escaped to where Shining Armour had herself pranced in utter bliss and happiness, content in each other's hooves.

Then Chrysalis cleared her throat, and the dreams vanished.

"If I may, Celestia, it would seem that you yourself are quite enamoured with my husband. Tell me, have you had your needs satisfied by so proficient a stud?"

A harsh blushed stained the pure, snow-white coat of the Solar Princess, her muzzle opening and closing to formulate a response. "I-I have no idea what you could possibly be implying!" she replied with as much indignation as she could muster, but it was a poor lie, and Chrysalis merely rolled her eyes, giggling her infuriating giggle once more.

"Come now, Celestia, surely you don't think you can fool a hive-queen, do you? For Faust's sake, you silly mare, I'm a changeling, I feed on love! And believe me, you're leaking the stuff for this colt." Chrysalis batted her long eye-lashes, a devious smile creeping across her muzzle. "So, have you two ever been at it?"

"Been... at it?"

"Yes, you know. Have you two ever fucked? Has he ever thrust that thick cock of his in your tight little hole and rutted you until you were squealing like a filly?"

"How dare you ask something so outrageous, of course not! I am his ruler, his superior, It is expected of me to rule a nation, I have no time dally about with common unicorns, social distinctions must be maintained; all of that ignoring the fact that he's married to my niece!"

"And? That never stopped me."

The flush of Celestia's cheeks deepened to a rich scarlet, the Solar Princess stammering as she tried to process the lewd, uncouth, and sheer rudeness of the changeling's words. "Chrysalis, please, have some decency! What are you, a hive-queen, or a whore?"

"In my experience, there is little difference. One filly, and a whole load of colts trying to strike lucky. Of course, in my species, once copulation has been achieved the male promptly keels over and dies. It doesn't really make for good pillow talk."

"I... How... You..." Celestia managed, her whole muzzle flushing an intense red. Chrysalis merely giggled.

"Calm yourself, Celestia, you look as if you're about to explode from impropriety." Leaning in to give Shining Armour's cutie-mark a delicate peck, Chrysalis turned and made her way back to the door, unlocking it with her aethereal talents and slipping back into the petite form of the earth-mare she had worn earlier. Opening the door, the changeling moved to step out, but not before briefly pausing and looking back towards the Solar Princess, an expression of genuine concern upon her muzzle. "Be careful with your affections, Celestia. I've seen many a pony's heart broken by unrequited love, do not allow the same to happen to you." With that Chrysalis left and closed the door behind her, leaving the Solar Princess alone with Shining Armour and her thoughts. Glancing to the still form of her captain, Celestia's mind rested upon the changeling's words, her eyes sparkling with the threat of tears.

Oh, Chrysalis, how little you know...

Author's Notes:

And that's the end of that.

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