"Change of plans." I stated as I got back. The waiting crowd watched me with shocked eyes. "I want all the chefs and bakeries to prepare a feast!"

The crowd suddenly erupted into a cheer, not expecting my decree at all.

"If at all possible;" I continued when the cheering started to die down. "I want the smells to be so good they smell it up there! If they won't listen to reason they can listen to their stomachs! But remember! Keep your weapons close by! This war isn't over yet! Additionally, if anypony comes and surrenders, they are to be allowed food from the feast! But keep them under guard and do not allow them to return to the city! "

I was sick and tired of being wet all the time, of sleeping on shitty cot, and most importantly, I was sick of killing my fellow Ponies. While I knew I still had to break Unicornia as well, at least I'd be done with Pegasopolis.

I assume I had been heard, as the crowd began to break up, but it was hard for me to know because nopony immediately came to acknowledge me.

I turned and began to walk away.

To where I wanted to go, I didn't know. But now I felt restless now that the end of this particular nightmare was almost over.

"Luna?" came the voice of Clover behind me. "Are you ok?"

Yes. No. I don't know.

"Just tired of being under this bucking city." I mumbled, not looking at the light grey mare.

"Oh... Well um..." she hummed, thinking of what to say. "D- Did you need anything then?"

Yes. I needed to take yesterday back. I needed to take my mistake with the thief back. But as learned as Clover was, even she couldn't do that.

"C-Could you just stay near me?" I asked quietly.

Oh why did I just ask that?! What a weird thing to ask of her! But at the same time... I didn't want her to leave. As much as I didn't feel like talking, I didn't want to be alone.

"Oh... Um... Sure Luna. I can do that." Clover replied.

"Thank you." I quietly responded, continuing on my walk.

Around our rather somber procession, the Ponies around us bustled with new life. For the first time in weeks, the soldiers were actually excited for something. As such, word spread quickly throughout the whole camp. The rank and file Ponies would rush by, heading to any groups of soldiers that weren't excited. Occasionally, I would see one of the Ponies I recognized as Gold Note's chefs or bakers. While the majority were likely still in their kitchens, these Ponies must've been on break. A Pony would run up to these chosen Ponies, and have a quick conversation. The kitchen Pony's eyes would suddenly widen, and then they'd scurry away.

The news spread like wildfire.

But still, I walked slowly. Just walking my usual route around the lake.

Clover faithfully followed.

I felt bad for dragging the mare around with me. But the thought of being alone wasn't as appealing as it was last night. I wasn't sure if if was my personal feelings towards Clover, or if I just needed a friend, but if she veered away, I probably would've started following her in turn.

Moon and Stars... How pathetic was I? Regardless of my feelings for the mare, she deserved better than me.

Sure Ah've done things Ah ain't proud of, but when everything was said and done, Ah found mahself in a place to stop others from repeating mah mistakes.

The words of Appleflower came back to me.

Thing's I'm not proud of... Was that what she was talking about? I certainly wasn't proud of killing that poor mare. But finding yourself in a place to stop others from making your mistakes...

I suppose that was one of the reasons I was here anyway. To unite the tribes and protect the innocent from Eternal Winter.

I had a made a mistake, I wouldn't deny it. And I couldn't take it back, as much as I wanted to. The only thing I could do was to learn from my mistake.

And never repeat it.

I continued my walk.

By now, the news had overtaken us., and the nearby Ponies were busy preparing for the coming feast. Most couldn't, as they were on duty or busy with something else. But a few off duty Ponies had volunteered to haul supplies to and from the kitchen.

Already I could smell freshly kneaded dough and lit ovens.

It was only a matter of time before the smell of fresh bread would begin drifting up towards Pegasopolis.

Stars... I hope they surrendered.

The sky brightened as the day progressed, but it still remained perpetually grey with the oncoming rain.

We passed by one of Gold Note's underlings, organizing a gang of Ponies removing several foodstuffs from storage. The mare held a birch bark scroll in her magic, a sliver of charcoal furiously scribbling across it as Ponies removed crates and sacks from underground.

We returned to Breakfast Outlook, from the opposite side after about two hours. By now, the preparations were in full swing. Already there were loaves rising on ceramic sheets, set on crates even above ground. Ponies ferried the crude sheets in and out, going in with puffed up blobs of dough, and leaving with empty sheets. Said empty sheets would be placed near one of several groups of Ponies, who had a big wad of fresh dough, and tore small bits off, rolling those bits into balls and placing them on the sheet. The then filled sheet would be taken and set somewhere where another sheet had just been removed to be taken to the underground oven.

Bread was by far one of the more lengthy food items that needed to be prepared. And since it was also a staple in the army's diet, the process of making it was well practiced at this point.

We walked by without stopping.

I still felt awful about the mare yesterday, and I wasn't sure I would ever feel the same again. But I now took solace in the fact that I would endeavor to do better.

I would do better.

"General Luna!" called a voice.

I turned to see Stygian cantering towards me and Clover. He looked excited about something.

"Stygian? What's the matter? What's wrong?" I asked as he drew close.

"Nothing wrong!" he said excitedly. "But we have a visitor! Your sister's here!"

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