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Consequences

by Hiver

Chapter 31

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I cringed, “Do I have to?” I asked as I looked up at Luna. Asked, not whined.

She smiled and shifted her wings, “Well... no. If you really don't want to go, you don't have to.”

Translation: Yes. Yes you do.

I tapped my hoof on the floor and then nodded, “Very well. If you want me to go, I'll come.”

Luna sighed and frowned faintly, “Honestly, I would prefer to avoid it as well, but we all have our duties. This is one of them... I let my sister handle the majority and can get away with it because of the schedule, but I'm afraid that this is one of the balls I can't not go to.”

“And it would be an embarrassment to show up without me by your side,” I filled in with a small smile.

“If you truly do not wish to go, I can handle it, My Page.”

“Luna, when I got involved with you, I knew what I was getting into,” I said before I grinned. “Okay, that's a lie. I had no clue. But it's still worth it. Even if I had to spend a night every week listening to nobles talking about how important they are it would still be well worth it.”

That got a smile from her, her wings raising hard as she noses softly at my mane.

“Of course, two nights a week would have been completely unacce-eep!”

“Silly Page,” she giggled and let go of my ear before she smiled and eyed me, “I think you need a new formal outfit. You've put on a bit of muscle since then.”

I raised a eyebrow at her, “Wonder whose fault that is.”

Luna frowned in mock thought, “Maybe I have been too rough with you. Perhaps we should reduce our... physical activity.”

“Oh please, you wouldn't last a week,” I teased right back, “I'm unbelievably irresistible.”

She stuck her tongue out at me, “Half right.”

I just grinned and walked along side her through the corridor, “So... same theater getup as last time or do I get a actual suit this time?”

“Theater getup!? That's the traditional formal dress for a Warmage,” Luna corrected me, “And yes. I'll acquire Rarity's services once more. I need a dress in any case. This time I will wear more than simply my regalia.”

I nodded.

To be honest, it wasn't that bad and I had to admit, the weapon belt, side cloak combo did look kinda good. It sure as hell was more comfortable to wear than a monkey suit in any case. I honestly didn't care if it was a couple of millennia out of date.

Luna liked it when I wore it and that's all that mattered for me.

“So... Just curious, how does it differ from the Warmage field gear?”

“Less armor beneath for the most part. In the field it was worn with vambraces for front and rear legs and a chest plate,” Luna explained, “But that's as far as the Warmage gear was standardized. The Warmages never were a regular fighting force, they were specialists. Those that were good with weapons carried those. I knew some that didn't carry any weapons but the chakram and used their magic in a fight. Others didn't fight at all but focused on the healing arts.”

“...You make it almost sound like Jedi.”

That got a grin from her, “Less negotiation and more going in and cracking heads until whatever the threat was went away. Missions that the Guard of the time couldn't handle or were too secret to be allowed to be known.”

Ah. Elite forces, black ops kinda stuff.

“I see,” I said with a nod.

“Of course, a lot of that was before the formation of Equestira,” Luna said as we exited onto the training ground lit up by nothing but torches and the moon far above, “They were a faction of the Unicorn empire first. We kept them around for a while after we formed Equestria, they were actually one of the first groups to step up and back Celestia and myself.”

“...Why are they not around anymore?”

Luna let out a small breath and scraped her hoof on the dirt, “Betrayal. Some two thousand years ago their leader, Slicing Blade staged a coup... or tried at the very least. He and his fifty closest ambushed me and my sister during a invitation to their fortress.”

“Oh.”

She shook her head, “When the fighting was over... There was a total of five loyal Warmages left. Of over five hundred in total. They all swore that due to the shame of their order, their arts would die with them.”

“Luna...”

“Many friends died that day.” she sighed softly and put her wing over my back, “It is not something I enjoy thinking of, but you deserve to know. In all honesty I should have told you all this a long time ago.”

I leaned softly against her warmth, “Why did you decide to teach me in that way? You must know many ways to fight and defend yourself.”

“I do, My Page,” she agreed before she smiled down at me, “I chose this way because... It's one of the best. And they deserve to be remembered, those honorable ones are not stained by the actions of those that came after,” before she blushes, “..And I may have a thing for that uniform as they say nowdays.”

I smirked up at her as the mood lightened up again, “And the real reason you wish for me to join you at the ball is revealed,” I teased before I grinned. “Maybe I should wear it more often. Perhaps have a couple more versions made at the same time that's more 'field worthy' rather than the fancy one.”

Luna's ears perked up at that and she smiled, “I believe I would like that. But enough of that for now. It is time you learn the next important magical milestone. Have you reviewed the texts on teleportation I gave you?”

“Yes Ma'am!”

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