Princess Luna slowly woke up, her eyes fluttering open. All of the emotional pain came flowing back; it felt as if someone had driven a knife into her heart. After looking around a bit, She realized that it was still dark, most days when she woke up there was still a little bit of light shining in from the setting sun. She looked over at a silver alarm clock next to her bed, the time was 1:34. Had she slept through an entire day? Luna pushed herself out of her bed.

She was extremely confused, she didn't know what day it was or how long she had been asleep. She walked out of her room, neglecting to put on her shoes, breast plate and crown. She expected to see the halls of the castle completely quiet, but they were the exact opposite. Once she stepped out, the sound of voices and hoof steps filled her ears. Luna slowly walked down the hall, looking at all of the things that reminded her of Celestia.

She wanted to tear down all of the paintings, knock over all of the statues, break out all of the windows, everything she looked at reminded her of somepony she wanted to still be alive. Anger and sorrow filled her body as she walked, her teeth clenching and eyes tearing up as the emotions took over her thoughts. She heard somepony call her name, when she turned around her teary eyes met with those of Cloud Drop's. His mouth opened, but no sound came out. The Princess's eyes were bloodshot and baggy, her unkempt mane and tail only adding to her drowsy and emotionally drained appearance.

"Everywhere I look. It's her. E-everywhere I look!"

"I know... You should go back to your quarters, your Highness." Cloud said in a soft tone.

"What would be the use?! I-I do not wish to remain cooped up all night!" She responded, turning away and continuing on her path.

"It's not night time, your Highness..."

Luna stopped in her path, turning back around.

"W-What do you mean? I checked the time when I embarked from my quarters, the time was 1:34." Luna sniffled.

"It's 1:41 in the afternoon, your Highness." Cloud said as he lifted up his left front leg, looking at the face of his golden watch.

Luna's eyes widened, a terrible truth dawning on her.

"I-I do not want to admit this, but I cannot raise the sun. S-Sister never taught me how!"

Luna began to panic.

"W-what if all of the citizens believe I have caused this... and believe that I am turning back into Nightmare Moon?! What i-if they storm the castle and... and try to...!"

"Princess Luna, calm down. No pony is going to hurt you as long as my heart is beating." Cloud Drop said, trying to calm Luna down.

"I... I do not know what is happening anymore! I-I am so scared... a-and... I... I just want Celestia back!" Luna cried out, all of her emotions finally breaking out as she collapsed on the cold tile floor, tears rolling down her cheeks.

The ambient sounds of the castle were drowned out by the wails of the torn Princess, any pony that had been walking through the halls close by stopped and listened, their hearts sinking from the sound. Cloud Drop knelt down in front of Luna, lifting up her head with his hoof.

"You need to be strong, for yourself and for all of us, understand? Celestia wouldn't want this for you. She would want you to be happy, and that is what you'll do, okay?"

Luna nodded, sniffling and wiping tears from her cheeks. Cloud Drop stood up, helping Luna back onto her own four hooves.

"Thank you... I-I just---"

"Although I will never understand what you feel right now, I do know how to deal with the pain of loss, and the best way is to forget about it. I'm not saying that you should forget about Celestia, I'm saying that you should stop beating yourself up about this whole thing."

Luna nodded once more, a forced smile working its way into her face.

"Well... I am hungry. Is lunch being served right now?"

"Yes. I could go for a sandwich or something." Cloud said, walking down the hallway.

Luna caught up to him, traveling beside the Admiral as the two made their way down the hall. She tried not to look at the things on the walls, she found the best option was to look either directly ahead, look at the floor, or just look at the various staff members as they passed. Normally when she passed others in the halls they smiled, said hello, waved; the usual. Instead, they gave her sad looks, even though she had a semi-happy expression, they all knew she was in pain on the inside.

Luna and Cloud walked into the dining hall at which lunch was being served, most of the chairs were filled by Guards on their lunch break, a few other chairs were taken by random employees around the castle. When the two entered, nearly every eye was on Luna, they all looked as if they wanted to say sorry for what had happened. After a moment of searching, Cloud found two empty chairs, pulling Luna's chair out first, letting her sit down before he did. Luna levitated several items of food, along with a plate, over to herself, silently beginning her meal.

"Excuse me, your Majesty, do you mind if I ask a question?" A female voice asked, causing Luna to look up from her meal.

"What do you require?"

"I-I hope you don't mind me asking, but why is the sun not up?" The turquoise colored mare asked.

"I cannot raise the sun. Celestia never taught me how to." Luna responded, looking back down at her meal as she levitated a bite of fried potato squares into her mouth.

"How long would it take to... uh, learn?" The mare asked.

"Weeks. It is not an easy task, you do not simply learn how to raise a celestial body, you have to build a sort of mental and magical bond with it first. It's complicated, but it is a task that can be accomplished." She explained.

The mare simply nodded, signifying she understood.

Luna looked over at Cloud Drop, who was sipping on a glass of dark liquid, after he finished drinking he returned Luna's gaze. Cloud Drop felt the glass of whiskey float out of his hoof, the glass was being held in a blue, magical aurora. The glass floated over to Luna, who proceeded to bring the rim of the glass to her mouth, taking several hard gulps as she finished the entire glass. After wincing from the strong, overpowering taste of the liquor Luna floated the empty glass back to Cloud Drop's hoof.

"I needed that." Luna said quietly, slouching back over her meal, not noticing that several other ponies were looking at her with amazement.

"Good thing I have a backup." She heard Cloud say, making her look up.

Cloud lifted up one of his dark grey wings, reaching under and taking a shiny, polished flask out from a fabric holster. He unscrewed the lid with his hoof, lifting the flask up to the glass with his mouth and began pouring a new glass. He held the half-full glass of whiskey up to Luna.

"I'm not sure you need it, but it helps. Just do us all a favor and don't make it a habit."

Luna gave a small smile, levitating the glass from his hoof and drinking half of the liquid inside the glass, setting it down on the table as she let out a gasp from the strong taste.

"Celestia would kill me if she saw me giving you whiskey." Cloud chuckled.

Luna responded by taking the glass of the table with her magic and taking another drink, finishing off the glass. She set the empty glass back down on the table, Cloud reached over and slid the glass back to himself. Luna looked up from her meal momentarily, seeing several guards looking at her. The look she gave the several guards had not been intended to be dis-meaning, but the dark circles under her eyes and the unhappy look her face held made her seem as if she would rather have the several guards thrown off a bridge than sit next to her. After finishing her meal, Luna stood up from her seat at the large table, Cloud Drop quickly finishing his sandwich as he hurried to catch up to the Princess who had already left the room.

"Lunch time is over, time to do some work." Luna spoke upon the Admiral linking back up with her.

"What do you mean?"

"Tomorrow I want a full staff meeting, we must go over items of importance with our lowers, and I want you to have messengers sent forth to all nearby cities and towns. The citizens must be informed that I cannot raise the sun because I simply do not have the ability to."

Cloud Drop made mental notes.

"When do you want the meeting to be scheduled, and when should we send out messengers?"

"I wish to have the meeting at 3:00 o'clock, PM of course. As for the messengers, have them leave as soon as possible." Luna concluded, stopping in front of two large doors.

The doors she stopped at were a pair of doors she wished to not enter, they led inside of Celestia's personal room.

"Don't tell me you're going to go in there." Cloud Drop said.

"The reason she could never spend time with me was because of her work, and for that reason, I assume it is important." Luna explained as she opened the doors with her magic, stepping inside along with Cloud Drop.

She paused after stepping inside, she took a deep breath as she tried to not look at any of the pictures of her sister that hung on the wall, and failed. Luna felt herself begin to tear up, as she did she quickly diverted her eyes from the things on the walls and walked to the irregularly tall door of Celestia's office. She swung the door open, walking inside and over to her sister's desk, levitating several piles of papers and scrolls off of the large, dark wood desk.

After lifting said piles up, Luna's eye caught the sight of a blue, laminated cylinder of paper on the desk. It was the blueprints for Cloud Drop's new home Celestia had been planning to build for him. After levitating the blueprint up along with the rest of the papers, Luna turned around and exited the room, her vision blurry from tears. After they had left the room Cloud Drop had heard a small sniffle come from Luna, causing him to look over at her,

"Are you okay?"

"No," Luna responded, sniffling again, "I do not ever wish to go back in there."

Cloud Drop felt his heart sink. He knew he was doing the right thing by assisting in the re-birth of Nightmare Moon, but it didn't feel right. The Aura that Star Yield had bestowed upon him had seated a deep hatred for Celestia in him, but over the years it seemed to diminish. Star Yield had noted that Cloud Drop barely ever 'wore' his eye in the same fashion as Nightmare Moon's and the rest of their Brothers and Sisters.

Star had asked if Cloud wanted him to restore the Aura, but Cloud Drop ultimately declined and denied he was having problems. He began to wonder if any of the other Brothers and Sisters of the New Order had the same issue. He also began wondering if he had known Celestia for so long and had such a deep friendship with her that his mind had begun to break down the Aura.

"You may proceed on your own path now, Admiral. I would prefer to be alone for the moment anyway." Luna said, snapping Cloud out of his train of thought.

"R-right... do you want me to have the messengers leave now?"

"Yes, if you would, please. The last thing I want and need is an angry mob forming because the sun has not risen."

Luna's words further re-enforced the guilt that had built up inside him. Without saying anything else, Cloud Drop turned down the nearest corridor, heading off on his business. Luna continued on her way back to her private quarters. Upon reaching her room, Luna set all of the papers on and around her desk, sitting down as she took the top-most paper off the top of the stack with her magic. Although Celestia had not taught her to raise the sun, she had taught her how to run a Kingdom. The paperwork was mostly approval forms for different things, tax raises and cuts, budget raises and cuts, permission for certain construction projects, permissions to pass laws or change laws, and occasionally, a friendly letter from a pony asking something.

She had gotten a few letters herself, and enjoyed getting mail from ponies. The paper she pulled from the stack was concerned with the dispute between Stalliongrad and the Gryphon Kingdom. It was sent by the Governor of a city in Germaney, a country that shared a border with both Stalliongrad and the much larger Gryphon Kingdom. Enrich Fenstermacher, said Governor, was concerned with the security of his city and his country, fearing that if things got worse between the Stalliongrads and the Gryphons his city and the ponies he served would be overrun, seeing that his city was part of a trade route that led from the Gryphon Kingdom to Stalliongrad and abroad. He requested permission to up military activity along the border, and for troops from Equestria to aid if things got worse.

After responding to nearly 30 seemingly pressing matters, Luna set her quill down on her desk, resting her magic. She looked at the clock on the wall above her desk, it was 5:34 o'clock. She pushed her chair away from her desk, standing up and walking into her living room. After building a fire in the fireplace, she got a glass of water from her kitchen, sitting down in one of the two large reading chairs in the room that surrounded the fireplace. Moments after sitting down, there was a knock at her door.

"Enter!" Luna called, having a sort of flashback of when she got the news her sister had passed.

The doors of her room opened, Cloud Drop stepping inside and walking into the living room with her.

"I've gotten the meeting scheduled for tomorrow, as for the messengers... I think we may have a problem on our hooves. nearly all of them said that the ponies were either angry or scared, most of them fearing that they would run out of food and firewood because of the extreme cold."

Luna sat back in her chair.

"I suppose I am just now realizing that the temperature has decreased significantly enough to warrant the need to have a fire lit nearly all of the time. If a town or city requests it, we must send relief efforts to those who need it, until then, I am declaring a state of emergency, have the messengers go back out and tell the ponies to stay in their homes, wear warm clothing and be resourceful with their food, water, and heating supplies." Luna said.

"I'll have them go back out. I doubt they'll be happy." Cloud joked.

Cloud Drop walked out of Luna's room, the door shutting quietly as he exited. The room was silent, other than the quiet popping of the log in the fireplace. Luna let out a sigh, resting her head on her hoof as she stared blankly into the fire.

The wooden door at the top of the dark staircase opened, light flooding into the pitch black cell. Three ponies walked out of the doorway after the door closed the room returned to its dark state. Celestia could still see the dim, blue glow of the three ponies eyes. The first pony opened the cell door, holding it open for the other two. There was a click as Celestia's eyes were filled with a shining beam of contrast, her hoof's attempt at shielding her eyes ruined by the chains binding her to the wall. Her eyes eventually adjusted to the light, the white-coated stallion in the middle was holding a plate and glass of water with his magic.

"W-what is that?" Celestia asked.

"What do you think it is? It's your dinner." The stallion said, setting the plate and glass down in front of Celestia.

The plate had 2 slices of bread, a pile of rice and a pile of greens that was supposed to be a salad.

"Kind of hard for me to eat while I'm restrained." Celestia said with an annoyed tone in her voice.

The white stallion's horn glowed momentarily as the neck and leg braces snapped off, allowing Celestia to stand freely in front of the group. She reluctantly looked at the 'food' in front of her. Celestia's eyes darted from pony to pony, surveying their faces. She began to wonder just how easy, or hard, it would be to escape from the three ponies.

"Maybe you should start eating." The white stallion said malevolently, lifting up his left hoof as a knife blade slid from behind his metal shoe.

The shoe he wore was one of a standard issue in the Royal Guard. It appeared to be a normal, golden metal shoe, but at the rear was an 8-inch blade, which was activated by pushing down hard enough to disengage the lock. The shoes had rather strong locks, a sort of safety measure so the blade would not deploy when walking. Celestia knelt down, picking up the plate with her hooves.

"Are you going to stare at me while I eat?" She asked.

"If it makes you uncomfortable, yes."

Celestia groaned, lifting the plate to her mouth and taking a bite out of the pile of over-cooked rice, trying to stomach the substance.

"You're going to be eating that for the next month, so I suggest you get used to it." The Stallion with the glasses said, noticing her disgust in the food.

She took another bite of rice, picking up one of the slices of bread with her hooves, taking a bite of the bread along with the rice. The bread accomplished the task of masking the flavor of the horrible rice, making it slightly tolerable. Celestia's mind raced through her options as she silently ate her meal, she had defeated numerous foes, how hard could it be to take out three insane stallions?

After taking one last bite of bread and a drink of water, Celestia quickly lunged at the white stallion in the middle, tackling him to the ground. She pinned him down with her front hooves, but before she could get a blow in the white stallion struck her left side, causing her to momentarily lose situational awareness. The stallion she pinned down drove his blade into the joint where her left front leg met her upper body. Celestia shrilled in pain, her leg giving out as she fell on top of the stallion that had stabbed her.

Tears welled up in her eyes from the pain as the stallion forcefully pushed her off of himself and stood up, tightly gripping her neck with his magic as he pulled her across the floor and towards the cell door, a trail of blood leading from where she had fallen to the deep wound near her leg. He lifted Celestia's front left leg up with his magic, placing it between two bars of the cell door, all the while Celestia screamed and cried from the agonizing pain.

"Get me some tape so we can shut her up!" The white stallion yelled, the pony with the glasses ran out of the cell, seconds later returning with a roll of duct tape in his mouth.

The white stallion took the tape with his magic, peeling the tape back and wrapping a band around Celestia's mouth, muffling her cries and screams. Celestia was able to struggle free for a moment, freeing her left leg from the bars, her freedom lasted mere seconds before the white stallion jerked her leg back between the bars, causing her to scream out once more.

"You gonna try any more stupid things?" He yelled, putting his hoof on the side of Celestia's head and slamming it into the bars of the door.

Muffled screams came past the tape around Celestia's mouth, her head shaking frantically and tears dripping down her cheeks.

The white stallion stepped to the other side of the door with the pony in the glasses, commanding him to hold Celestia's leg still. She tried to pull her leg back through the bars, fearing what the white stallion was going to do, but the stallion's magic held strong. The white stallion flipped himself around, rearing up on his front legs as he landed a brutally hard kick on Celestia's leg, the impact shattering the bone in the lower half of her already bloody leg.

Celestia let out a muffled scream of pain, her breathing beginning to drop off as she went into shock. The stallion with the glasses released her leg, Celestia quickly pulling herself away from the door, inching along the floor in a pathetic attempt to distance herself from the three stallions. Celestia's head fell to the floor, her entire body shaking with fear and pain, her mind unable to process the extreme, stinging pain from the broken bone combined with the stab wound. After struggling with the tape, Celestia was able to free it from her mouth, gasping for air as small cries and groans of pain escaped her lips.

"I don't think the notion of 'not trying to escape' is embedded in you well enough yet." The white stallion said as he stepped over to Celestia, causing her to scurry backwards until she was against the cold, stone wall of the cell.

"W-Waitwaitwait! P-Please!" Celestia stuttered, her harsh sobs slurring her words.

The white stallion restrained Celestia's front and back legs, lying her down on the floor against her will. He brought his blade back up, driving the blade nearly all the way through the large muscle at the top of her back left leg. Celestia let out an ear-piercing scream of pure pain and agony, her body thrashing as she tried to free herself from the white stallion's magic, his blade still inside her flesh.

"Do you want me to twist the blade?" He yelled, driving the knife a little deeper to inhibit more pain on his victim.

Celestia shook her head violently, unable to speak from shock. Moments later the stallion pulled his blade out of the hole in Celestia's flesh, causing her to cry and flinch from the pain of the knife exiting her leg. The white stallion stepped away from Celestia, turning and walking towards the cell door, picking up the plate and glass and turning off the small light on his way. The three stallions walked out of the cell, closing and locking the barred door, leaving the injured Princess to sob violently in the cold, pitch black room.

"Do you think that she'll bleed out?" The light blue stallion, who had not been part of the altercation said.

"I doubt it, there were no major blood vessels in the areas that I stabbed her. That was fun, don't you think?" The white stallion responded.

"Well, fun isn't how I would describe it." Mumbled the stallion with glasses.

"Do you not think she deserves this?" The light blue stallion said.

"I do, I just get light-headed around blood." He responded.

"You knew we'd be torturing her, why didn't you say you didn't want to be here?" The white stallion asked, wiping Celestia's dark red blood off of his knife, hoof and face with a small cloth.

"Well... it's not really the actual sight of the blood that makes me feel... queazy, it's the broken bones and... when you stab her I can see down in the wound and it... eeuhg. I don't like it."

"Who becomes a doctor if they don't like blood."

The white stallion walked away from the two and into the kitchen, getting into the cabinet and getting himself a glass of water. The kitchen was of small proportions and of basic construction. Wooden countertops, a stainless steel sink, off-white refrigerator, and a small range, the stove part only including 2 burners. There were several items of food left out, a box of quick-cook rice, the unwrapped bread loaf, and a pot still sitting on one of the burners of the range.

The rest of the house was more-or-less the same way; carpeted floors, wood panel walls covered in wallpaper, a few windows and only one bedroom and bathroom. The main room of the home, which served dual purpose as the living room and dining room, was furnished with 2 couches, a fireplace, coffee table and (partially hidden by the couch and in the corner) a lamp standing on a short table. Scattered around the floor of the living room were various Olive drab duffle bags and several backpacks, one large enough to fit a sleeping bag comfortably inside. One of the duffle bags on the floor had a red cross on it, signifying it was a medical bag.

Star Yield had brought it to the house along with the other supplies just in case Celestia's wounds brought her health too low, so the bag included a suite of high-powered antibiotics and painkillers, the main painkiller being a box of 18 morphine needles. There was also multiple boxes of bandages, gauze, medical stitches, and a rather new item, a defibrillator. The white stallion walked into the living room, sitting down on the couch and setting his drink on the coffee table in front of the fireplace.

"The one thing I don't like is that we have to be in this freezing house for the next month." The stallion said as his accomplices walked over and joined him on the couch.

"I hope Luna will raise the sun soon, if not we'll probably run out of firewood before the month is up." The light blue stallion said.

"It won't matter soon, once our mother is reborn and Luna realizes that Celestia was holding her back, the sun will never shine again." The pony with the glasses stated.

"I never thought we'd get this far, to be honest." The white stallion confessed as he took a sip of water.

"I didn't either, but now that we have Celestia, we're on the home stretch."

"Princess Luna, the messengers have returned." Cloud Drop explained, his breath visible in the frigid outside air.

"Oh, good. What is moral like?" Luna asked.

"Not very good, and all of the smaller towns have requested that we send supplies, firewood, warm clothing, candles, anything that can be used to make things warm. Also, may I ask why you're outside? It's freezing out here."

Cloud Drop had expected to find Luna in her private quarters, but instead he had found her standing on a snowy balcony that hung off the castle gardens.

"Shhhh." Luna hushed, her horn beginning to glow brightly.

Cloud Drop couldn't tell, but despite the calm look on Luna's face, she was straining to raise the sun. Her legs began wobbling, the glow of her horn slowly starting to dim. Seconds later the glow died off, Luna half collapsing to the snowy tile floor, her breathing fast and heavy.

"Luna! Are you okay?" Cloud cried, running over and helping her up.

"Yes... Yes, I am fine. I have been out here for half an hour now trying to raise the sun, and it is starting to take it's toll on me." Luna responded as she steadied herself.

"How do you not have frostbite yet? The temperature has dropped to single digits!" Cloud Drop said as he escorted her through the garden and back inside.

"I'm used to the cold, I used to spend much of my time out in the cold night." She explained.

Luna and Cloud Drop continued walking away from the gardens, the hallways near the large open area filled with chilly air from outside. The two finally distanced themselves enough from the garden to no longer be affected by the cold air, Luna's half-frozen limbs thankful for the change on temperature. Down one of the halls, Luna could hear the sound of somepony running, seconds later a white Pegasus guard came around a corner, running towards them.

"Your Highness... A messenger from... Stalliongrad is here." The guard said, panting heavily.

"What does he want?" Luna asked, following the guard back down the hallway he came from.

"He says it's about the Gryphon Kingdom."

The three entered the Throne room, standing in the middle of the room was a snow-covered pony who Luna recognized and Andrei, the messenger that had been at the castle only several days ago.

"Princess Luna, I bring worry news. The Gryphons have been built up troops along the border. They also have not been respond to any attempts at communication, and a few messengers gone missing after leave for Gryphon border." Andrei explained, a worried look on his face.

"I do not need this right now." Luna said as she sat down in her throne; the large, golden throne beside her remained empty.

"I... I am sorry for loss, Princess. She was friend of both I and Mikhail." Andrei mourned, lowering his head.

"Andrei, I want you to stay here for the next day, I do not want you back out in the cold." Luna said.

"But your highness, I ca---"

"I do not care. When our troops are sent out on their way, you may return home with them."

"Uh, your Majesty, Celestia's funeral is tomorrow, and four of the helicopters are scheduled for a fly-over, that would reduce the amount of troops we can send by nearly 20 percent." Cloud Drop said.

"Alright then, we will send them the day after the funeral. Andrei, I remember you informing my Sister of a meeting, should I attend in her place?" Luna asked, dreading the mention of both her sister and the meeting that caused her to leave the castle.

"Gryphons will not responding to any messages for while... I not thinking they would send King to make peace talks... but Mikhail still want to discuss action plan." Andrei said.

"Understood. Time to get to work." Luna said as she stood up from her throne, both Cloud Drop and Andrei following her out of the throne room and down the hall.

The three reached Luna's private quarters, Luna swung open the doors and sat down at her desk, practically forgetting about the two she had dragged along with her.

"Uh, Princess?" Cloud Drop said, making her turn around.

"Oh! Right... uh, Cloud Drop, I wish for you to assemble the soldiers we will send in the throne room, I will brief them once I am finished here. Make sure they are all combat ready in the next hour." Luna said, turning back around in her chair.

"Understood, your Majesty, I'll be back once they're all ready." Cloud Drop said, bowing down and leaving from the doorway.

"Anything for me to do, Majesty?" Andrei asked.

"Keep me company."

Andrei gave a confused look.

"Wha-?"

"Just come inside and have a seat in the living room, I suppose you can fill me in on a few things." Luna said.

Andrei complied, awkwardly walking into Luna's living room and sitting down in one of the over-sized chairs.

"Let me finish writing this, and then I will be right with you." Luna said as she focused on writing whatever she was writing.

Dear Twilight Sparkle,

I do not know if you wish to do so, but I am requesting that you come to Canterlot Castle. An altercation of Military proportions has begun on the border of Stalliongrad and the Gryphon Kingdom, and they have requested that we send backup. I was also instructed that I should be present. I am unaware of how long it will take me to sort out this whole incident, so I wish for you to take over until I return. If you have any sort of problem with this, I understand, as we both know what event has occurred recently.

-Princess Luna

Andrei looked over as Luna rolled up whatever she had been writing and levitated it into the air. Seconds later, the paper was consumed by a green, swirling cloud of smoke, the cloud phasing through the wall of her room as it was sent off.

"What was that?" He asked.

"I am calling my own backup."Luna said with a smile, leaning back in her chair. "I have never truthfully been introduced to you, the only thing I know about you is that your name is Andrei."

"My full name is Andrei Kuznyetzov, I guess is first thing to know. I work as personal messenger and sometime assistant for President Mikhail. I think you never met Mikhail."

"I have never personally been acquainted with him... however, I do remember my sister speaking highly of him."

"He and Celestia were close friends, OH! I remember, he will be attending funeral tomorrow. Sorry for to bring up again."

"No, it is fine. I think I have started to get used to others speaking of her." said Luna, resting her head on her hoof.

"I am get hungry, if you don't mind I going to get dinner now, it should be served right now, correct?"

"Um... yes," Luna looked to the clock on her desk. "Dinner is being served now."

Andrei stood up from his over-sized seat, walking out of Princess Luna's private quarters. After Andrei left, the room was left in a silent state, the only sound was the occasional creak of wood or wind howling through the cracks of the windows. Luna turned back around in her chair, levitating a document from a stack of papers, placing it in front of herself. She sighed as she levitated a quill off her desk, dipping it in a bottle of thin, black ink. She had only been the Ruler of Equestria for a day, and paperwork was already the bane of her existence.

Author's Notes:

I've spent more time than I'd like to admit trying to fix any grammar and spelling errors in this long story... but I know there still are some. If you spot one, please notify me