Chapter twenty four

“Ah…Ahh… Ahh,” the voice of the solar goddess reigns through the royal bedroom as her eyes roll in to the back of her head for but a moment while she milks the endorphins running through here system as her husband does the same, “Dis-s-scord!”

Celestia finally times out as she feels the chaotic god shoot inside her, as he bites down on his own tongue to stop himself from calling out her name and making more noise than they already have done. The lovely, well molded Princess falls down on top of the prince’s chest and rests her head down, feeling her husband’s warm breathe envelope around her ears as it escapes from him. Celestia looks up from her position and is greeted by a warm hearted kiss on the lips as Discord holds either side of her face in his grasp, running a single talon along her cheek.

“Mhmm… Dear,” he starts off saying, after tasting her on his lips, “you should really learn to control your voice while we have our fun.”

“Oh please, you called the guards in our hall away for the night. Besides, it’s not my fault I married a stallion in the sack,” she winks at him after the complement.

“For someone like myself who isn’t even a pony, I oddly enough like to hear the comparison…” he grins at her, watching his wife roll her eyes, “besides in a way, it is your fault.”

“That’s debatable…” she snickers back at him.

“You did say yes after all.”

“And you had a part in it,” she reminds him, “after all it takes two to tango in the sack, and it’s thanks to your seed that I got knocked up during our fling.”

“Oh please, you’re the alicorn. And as much as my magic is chaotic, an impotency spell isn’t in my arsenal.”

Celestia rolls off of him on to her side as she keeps a caressing hoof around his torso, “Okay, I will give you that,” she temporarily accepts defeat, “Although in my defense, both of us had more than our body weight in liquor that night.”

Discord simply nods in agreement and with a chuckle savors this little moment between them. It’s not often that they get to have a night together with one another like this, considering they are usually both exceptionally tired at the end of the day. To have one night that ends this well, especially one that ends in a glorious climax for them both, is a welcome experience.

Afterwards though, it does give her a chance to have a chat with her husband on a more personal level. “So, Dissy,” Tia thanks the fact that she buttered up her husband already through the use of her own pelvic muscles, especially after hearing the slight sigh coming from him after hearing that word, “Cadance has been pestering me about a little get together down in Ponyville.”

“So I’ve heard… over and over again,” Discord rolls his eyes. Already knowing that he is trapped between a rock and a hard place. The rock being his wife, and the hard place being a swift back hoof from her if he says the wrong thing, “however, the matters of imposters here still have to be looked at-”

“And the spell that will allow our unicorn guards to filter out who is who, has already been trained to them after the wedding incident,” Tia reminds him, after cutting him off.

“It will still take time,” he narrows his vision at her, “but you already planned for that didn’t you?”

Celestia simply sticks her muzzle up in the air with a grin on her lips, “I have already passed down the orders to begin the process tomorrow morning. So it will not take nearly as long as one might think.”

“Well…” he groans over the fact that his wife is two steps ahead of him when going in to a discussion like this, “I suppose by her highnesses rule, we should be able to fit something in with Twilight and her pals…”

Celestia hoots at him and kisses him on the cheek with a smile on her face, “thank you, Dissy…” though with that she feels the heat rise back up in his loins while something else rise up to press in to her hips. Looking down at his sex, she raises an eye brow at her husband. Seeing the flush red in his face, “…Well someone’s ready for round two… a little bit sensitive tonight, aren’t you dear?”

“Well you know,” he mulls over with a wave of his paw, “there’s that stallion bit coming out again.”

“In that case, and considering you’ve been so good tonight…” she winks at him while turning over with her back to him. Folding her wings up to her back and presenting her rump, now pressing in to his own pelvis against the shaft. “Just try to not pull the hair too tight… and do be sure to use lube this time around,” Tia reminds him, “I would rather not have to explain to the kids why mommy can’t sit down with them at breakfast,” the blood starts to drain out from her husband’s face and in to another part of his body for the night at the sound of what she is offering as he goes to town once again.

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A unicorn maid walks around the halls of Canterlot castle for the night as she goes about her normal business cleaning up after others. Comparatively young when you look at the others that have similar duties in the castle, she never the less is just as able to do the job. Plus to be honest the young mare is a rather cute one that can and has turned the heads of many guards during her rounds.

Stopping momentarily at the sound of the royal couple’s antics, the sound of Celestia’s whimpers and Discords grunts fill the space around their room, and the mare can’t help but shake her head. ‘Well it sounds like some pony is going to be sore in the morning…’ she rolls her eyes and snickers at the two behind closed doors, all as she levitates a feather duster with her horn to get those hard to reach spots up in the rafters while she continues down the hall. Soon enough a single royal guard passes by her while he does his own rounds for the night.

“Good evening miss…” the armor clad colt holding a spear acknowledges her presence with a slight fumble of his weapon, quickly taking a look at her rump, “…Anything I can help you with exactly? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“Hmm…” the unicorn ponders with a hoof to her chin as she looks the colt up and down, “… actually yes there is. I don’t usually take care of this part of the castle, and one of the rooms on my list is Celestia’s office. Would a handsome colt such as yourself by chance be able to point me in that direction?” she says with a kind smile, watching the cheeks on him under his helmet redden up and the imagination starts to soar.

“Well…ah…” he stumbles over his words at first after the unexpected complement. He knows the room is under lock and key, one that he has access too. Besides it wouldn’t be the first time a new maid was assigned to a room and not given what she needed in order to clean it, “I can take you there myself, it’s actually on my rove anyway.”

“Oh why thank you, gentlecolt,” she beams with a simple wink, following the eager guard down the hall to the room she requested.

The two walk down the hallway, eventually leading to the office of Princess Celestia. Taking out his key, the colt slides it in to the lock and opens the door for the maid so that she can clean. Following her in and locking the door behind them for a little privacy with the young mare that he now has all to himself. Turning around after making sure the door is locked up tight, he sees the mare wandering over to the desk in the room.

“Now is there anything else I can help you with?” He asks, looking for a quickie with the maiden.

“Actually… there is one thing,” the maid says, dropping her feather duster to the ground and taking off the hair tie as her long hair runs down and along her shoulders. Backing up closer to the piece of furniture.

“And what might that be?” the colt starts to grin does much the same and removes his helmet.

“To keep quite…” she snickers.

Though that statement doesn’t mean what the colt would have hoped. The colt moves in closer to her while the mare sets herself up on the desk, her hind legs crossed as she taunts him with what he really wants. It isn’t until he sees a green shine cross over her eyes that he realizes, too late, that something is off.

Quickly falling back in to training after being put off by the obvious sign, the guard brings out and points the spear menacingly towards her. “You’re not a castle maid!” he shouts, “Show yourself Changeling!”

All the ‘maid’ does is shrug her shoulders, “…Alright if you insist,” dropping the act as the false skin peals itself from her form in a green aura, almost instantly transforming her in to the queen underneath. Chrysalis stands there with a single eye brow raised when she sees the look of utter shock on the guard’s face, slightly now even chuckling to herself, “Oh what? Were you expecting just one of my subjects?” she asks him.

Though the foolish guard doesn’t break for the door, instead he charges at the queen with spear in hoof trying to impale her on the first go. Side stepping to avoid the injury, she watches the guard snap back around with the short blade on the end of the long shaft as he attempts to swipe at her unarmored form. ‘Well as amusing as this may be, I have business to attend to,’ she tells herself.

With a single flash of her horn, the queen brings out her own sword. Sharpened from grip to tip, the greenish tinged, straight edge whips through the air as it drives towards the colt. Cutting his shaft in two as he tries to use it to block. The guard is forced to only take hold of the end with the blade still on it as the queen uses her magic to hold her own.

“This is fun for me and all…” she teases him as she passes the sword back and forth between her sides, “…but I have things to do.”

With that she twists the blade aiming at him now like a giant dart and in a blink brings it straight through his collar bone before he even has time to parry. The sword slides inside of him all the way to its handles edge as he doesn’t even have time to look down and see the piece of sharp metal sticking out of him. Having hit several organs needed to sustain life, the blood leaves him all too quick as the guard falls to the ground with a clank from the armor.

The queen slowly approaches the lifeless form on the ground, still with spear in a death grip on the floor next to him. The bodies that have been piling up around Sombra in the Crystal Empire can all be explained away. Some of them can be taken care of by her changelings that took their place in the kingdom, while other ones that were left can easily be seen as the result of the spy that was there. Though a royal guard laying in the middle of the floor in Celestia’s own office… that’s a little harder to play off like everything is honky dory.

Heating up her horn with a gentle charge, the queen sends out a mild ray spell as it hits the body. The dead flesh starts to seer, yet doesn’t give off any smoke or odor as it burns in to it, causing the tissue to eventually degrade away in to ash as it lifts off the ground and in to the air from the gentle breeze that wafts through the open window. ‘Perfect trick to hide a body…’ Chrysalis tells herself chuckling at the grim sight, ‘…I’ll have to teach Sombra this one. After all his body count is rising faster than mine,’ she finishes up her task.

Nothing is left of him other than the blood stained on her blade and the hollow armor piece still there with remnants of some ashes inside of it coating the edges. Pilling the metal in the middle of the room on the rug, she takes the trash bag out of the can and stretches it over all of the suit to give her a cover for later. Moving the bag next to the door so not to forget it. Now for the real reason that she’s here… opening files after files and mountains of paperwork.

The queen uses her magic to run through every single thing she can get her hooves on, flying the items past her head, scanning them for things about the elements or anything even remotely mentioning a tree of some sort. Going through every single drawer to cover all her bases, eventually even getting to the desk where she sees some of the pictures that Celestia has on display. The queen can’t help but look at some of them, even if they may be of her enemy, as she goes about her task.

One of the happy princess and Discord on their wedding day, the first kiss they shared as a couple. “Awe… how cute,” Chrysalis rolls her eyes, picking up the next one of the Princess and her sister. Now as the regal siblings hold both Havoc and Rosebud with Discord between them. Setting them down carefully so as not to leave the area disturbed, one catches her eye as she picks it up eyeing the mares that make it up.

It’s a group photo of Twilight and her friends after her coronation as a Princess. Seeing the happy look on the young mare only makes Chrysalis even more determined to find out where this blasted tree is so she can claim what she needs to destroy her and Equestria, “Soon… Princess,” the maddened mare holds the picture, now shaking in her hooves as she tries not to slam the picture down in disgust.

Leaving the queen to search even more for the information she needs to put her plan in order.

“Nothing…” the disgruntled changeling says as she paces back and forth in the middle of the room after almost a straight hour of searching. The queen has turned up exactly what she said, “…not a damned thing to be found in this place… if anywhere I would have thought the Princess would have kept it here,” she talks to herself in a low voice.

Chrysalis has already managed to search the castle in all the spots she thought she would find it during the day when she first took the form of this new maid, but that proved fruitless. Only resulting in herself having to take orders from ponies far beneath her already, if only to keep the disguise up and running. This office was the last place she would have been willing to check, not counting the royal bed room.

Then again let’s face it, considering the sounds radiating from those doors, the couple probably are going to be at it all night. “Even while you’re rutting with your husband, you manage to piss me off, Celestia,” Chrysalis talks to herself, the tone in her voice growing with every word before she finally loses her temper for but a second, “where in all of Equestria did you hide it!”

She stops and slams her hooves in the middle of the rug. Though to her surprise, her ears perk up at the strange sound given off as she does. Almost like there is something, hollow underneath. Peeling back the rug to take a look, Chrysalis finds a safe there with a flat key slot to keep the floor even so as not to draw attention to itself. Mildly even chuckling to herself at the discovery, ‘if it’s not in here, I’ll eat my crown…’ she bets herself. Using her magic to pear inside the lock and the aura to move the tumblers in to place.

The contraption is rated to stop magic of a normal unicorn from attempting to gain access, the enchantment more than capable of withstanding any sort of spell that a pony would be using. Though compared to a queen, trying to break in to such a safe after navigating around the castle… it’s no challenge at all as she hears it click in to place. Opening the door she looks in side and finds even more papers, along with a few family heirlooms in place.

“Let’s see…” Chrysalis talks to herself yet again as she flips through the paperwork, “Letters from Twilight about some of the things she has learned…blah…” she flips to the next one.

Now only coming face to face with a rather intimate photo of Celestia when she was younger, laid spread eagle across a bed with her legs held high. The queen tries to put off the images in her mind as the blood pools in her face after seeing the indecently posed mare, “Oh dear lord…” she almost gags while the photo of Celestia covered in whip cream and a few more indecently placed cherries to cover up certain areas graces her vision yet again, “…and… now I’m scared for life, well almost,” Chrysalis shakes her head as she tries to forget while the hunt continues.

It isn’t until the last piece of paper, a ragged folded up parchment, falls out of her grasp. That Chrysalis puts all her hope in to this. Trying not to figure out what the crown that sits atop her head will taste like, she opens the paper carefully. Looking it over, it’s a map of Equestria. Finding Canterlot in the center, Crystal Empire up to the north, with Yanhooyer off west and Filly Delphia and Manehatten to the east. Skimming through the map though, her eyes halt sharply at the sight of something just off through the Ever Free Forest. The ruins of the two regal sisters, Celestia’s and Luna’s old home. It’s where they grew up, but they had to abandon it when the forest started to grow out of control. Though it’s not really the ruins that grab her attention, it’s a single marked spot just off from them in almost a small gorge labeled ‘Tree’ that makes the Queens eyes widen with joy.

“Yes!” she leaps off the ground and in to the air while holding the map in her triumph, as her wings start to flutter, but quickly hushing her own self in response at the outburst.

Folding the map away and tucking it up under her wing in a small hidden bag. She closes the safe back up, careful to put everything back the way it was found. Rolling the rug back down and looking over the room once more, once she is satisfied. The queen breaks down her sword again in the mystic aura for storage while she herself goes back in to the form of the maid.

Closing the door behind her after dragging the trash bag holding the now dead guards armor in it, she locks the door just as before. Now using her magic as the unicorn to pick up the bag she walks down the halls to give the impression of a maid just doing her job. Though as she walks, the ‘maid’ is stopped by yet another guard passing by.

“Excuse me Miss…” he says to grab her attention, “…have you seen my friend? He is supposed to be doing his roving watch around this part of the castle and I’m being put on it to fill in for him.”

“Hmm…” she tries to think back what the guard looked like that she dealt with accordingly, “around your height, strong, carrying a spear?”

“Yeah that’s him!” he beams, “when did you last see him?”

“Meh… I saw him on my way to take out the trash,” Chrysalis says to him in her disguise “I believe he trotted off because he was chasing some tail in the next wing… another maid actually.”

“…Oh yea… that’s him alright…” the guard grinds his teeth with a mild grin on his face, “Thank you Miss for the help.”

Chrysalis waves him off after the guard gallops down the hall to catch his friend with his pants down, never guessing that the remains of whatever may be considered him is now in the bag that she holds. Tossing the bag down a garbage shoot to take care of that matter, the queen now looks around her to try and see if any pony is looking before changing back in to her true self. With a quick flash, Chrysalis cracks her neck after the transformation. Gearing up for another spell, planning on making a quick getaway. A red haze glows around her body as it gets brighter and brighter while the spell powers itself up for the long distance to go.

“…one step closer, Equestria…” she snickers and only a moment later she’s gone in a flash.

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A changeling flies back in to the cave wall, causing a few slates of rock to fall back down in around him, and leaving the male with a rather large bump on his head as he rubs it tender after a hit from the armored hoof. Sombra stands on the opposite side of him across the way, other changelings not even stepping in to help fend for their own. The king slowly walks up towards the injured one, watching his eyes grow ever wider with every passing step as he draws closer.

“Now what is it that you said to me?” the king hisses at him.

“King Sombra… Queen Chrysalis never said you were allowed to leave without her permission,” the guard tries to answer to the best of his ability.

“And last I heard you didn’t have any orders to keep me here either…” Sombra points out to him, leaving the guard speechless for the moment, “…I’ll take the awkward silence as a no,” he draws back another hoof to land a punch square in the changelings jaw, though his assault is stopped when his hoof gets held up in a green aura mere inches away from making contact.

“Tis, tis, tis…” the queen says off to the side after seeing the king go to work on one of her subjects. Having teleported she feels rather week considering the distance she had to cross. Otherwise if she had the strength the queen would have hurtled herself across to him in one go. Though she’ll save that energy for later in the sack, “Can I not leave you here to play with my subjects Sombra?”

“You should know that answer by now,” he rolls his eyes, gesturing a hoof over to the changeling in the corner, “I mean ask him.”

“It was a rhetorical question to begin with…” she pulls him in closer with a hoof around the neck, choking him slightly as she plants a deep kiss on his lips.

Sombra returns the favor with his own as he almost lifts the queen off the ground in response. The energy levels in her rising with every moment that passes while their lips are locked. Meanwhile the other changelings around them twiddle their hooves as they go about their normal business and leave the two to themselves. Biting the edge of her lips with his fangs, the king gets a mild grunt out of Chrysalis as she slowly pulls back from the embrace, walking away from him towards her home as she pops her hips left and right taunting him all the way as she goes.

“So…” the king collects himself, trotting up next to her “…I trust your search went better than mine.”

“I’m not even going to answer that one,” she winks at him, flirting all the way as they head in the cottage. The queen waves the peace of parchment out in front of him as they get situated, all to answer his question for him.

“I take it that’s a map,” he states the obvious once again.

“Well what do you think?” she rolls her eyes at him as she unfolds it for them to look at. The king sees the label right off the bat as he plants a hoof on it.

“And there we go…” he grins wickedly, biting down on his teeth. Trying to judge the distance between them and the target. Only couple day’s journey or so, for him at least in his shadow form. “Well we have what we need now, so shall we go get it?”

“Hold your rungs there…” Chrysalis eases him off, “there’s a few problems with getting them right now.”

“And they may be?”

“Well first of all Celestia is still powerful enough to probably take on both of us, and that’s not even counting her sister, with Discord, Cadance, and on top of that Twilight as well…” Chrysalis points out as she explains, “it would probably be advisable to have them… broken, first.”

“Hmm… I can think of a few ways to do that,” Sombra chuckles to himself, “Twilight can be beaten down, I mean you already have a spy watching over her. It wouldn’t be too hard for her to have some sort of accident… or just a quick sword to the throat,” it rolls off his tongue like nothing at all, just normal conversation at this point.

Chrysalis’s eyes almost shimmer at just what she heard from him, the king is more like her then she could have hoped for. ‘He’s just pure evil…and I love it,’ she thinks while trying to figure out what to say next to him, “Okay… I would still like to have her witness the downfall of everything she loves.”

“Okay fine,” Sombra rolls his eyes, “maimed… but still alive.”

“Hmm… deal…though it can be done at any time. Twilight isn’t exactly going anywhere and as for a few bodies left by us here and there. They don’t seem to catch on that quick,” Chrysalis says agreeing with him. Tagging on her little comment in the end, “then there is another matter involving the elements themselves…” she starts to explain to him without going over the top of his head in detail, “Even though she may have given up the elements to the tree, Twilight and her friends still share a bond of some sort to them. That could make it trouble when it comes time to take control of the magical relics…after all, I really don’t want to be on the wrong end of a back firing spell,” she brings up another point as the king nods to her. “This is another reason I brought you back, after all between the two of us, who knows a good corruption spell when they need one?”

Sombra raises an eye brow at her, “that would be yours truly then…” the king states while taking a sarcastic bow in return, “so yes I should be able to teach you it”

“Very good…” she snaps, almost giddy with excitement of the plan falling in place. “In time the elements could be bent to the use of other users by your magic’s corruption. Making them able to be turned on Twilight, Celestia, Luna… you name it,” she caps off part of her little plan, watching the look on his face widen as the edges of his lips start to stretch. The king clearly likes what he hears in her little scheme of things.

“Well then this is just perfect… seems like Equestria will have its work cut out for itself.”

“Well of course it’s perfect, look who thought it up,” Chrysalis snickers at him, only getting a pair of rolling eyes in response. “Then again I also have a little change of scenery to attend to, moving the army to another location, a little closer to the tree… and on top of that, closer to our intended target, Canterlot…” before the king can ask where to. She places a single hoof on the ruins right off from the tree, drawing the king’s attention to it.

“Now that’s a gutsy move…” he ominously looks at the map, “how do you know we don’t get discovered to soon?”

“Surprisingly enough I can have my army play it subtle…” she says rather proudly, “something that you seem to fail at, seeing as you leave a trail of blood where ever you go.”

“Hey now…” Sombra shrugs his shoulders, “I’m very good at what I do.”

“I can tell… however now we have our own things to get to. I have to take on the task of moving an entire army, while you-”

Sombra cuts her off midsentence, already knowing what he is going to have to do. “Go inform the spy that you have watching Twilight to hurt her at some point in the future, but not kill,” he emphasizes the last bit, knowing that much in what she asks of him. The next part though he isn’t quite sure about, “then I’m off to get the elements from the tree while you situate the army in its new castle home, and practice with the corruption spell to get it just right?”

Chrysalis pauses for a second, giving him the benefit of the doubt, “…you took the words right out of my mouth,” Giving him a devilish grin to her evil lover.

“Well there’s always something else you could have in it…” he grins at her.

Though to his surprise he doesn’t get a sarcastic answer in the slightest, or even a hoof to the gut for that matter. Instead he gets a hoof pulling him in on top of her in the middle of the living room of her place, already feeling the heavy breaths coming from the queen before they even really started doing anything. Sombra looks down in to the queen’s eyes, already reading the drive she has to fill her thirst that steadily is building up.

“I’ve had that on my mind for some time now…” her face lights ups before him, lifting her head up for a taunting peck on the neck, “besides we have time to kill, considering that Equestria can’t out run its own down fall…”