"Well now. Look what our beloved sister did to us."

Chrysalis was in the middle of a blackened forest, surrounded by dead trees and a dark fog. The forest was dark, only slightly lit up by candles on the table, and little motes of light swirling around the perimeter. The pale moonlight only served to outline the tree branches. She was sitting at a long table, on one end, but the other as well.

"She betrayed us." The other stated.

"I gave her reason. I really can't blame her for this." Chrysalis put bluntly.

"We gave her reason to banish us! Not to do this! She overstepped her boundaries."

"She did yes, but what bothers me is that I am having a conversation with myself. Inside my own head." Chrysalis said with an impatient tone.

"That's the third time we've, or you've, stated since we got here. It is a good question though. One that will be answered in time."

"I WANT TO KNOW NOW!!!" Chrysalis slammed her hooves on the table. A crack raced through the table. The forest blurred and blackened. The moon disappeared in a puff of smoke, and the forest followed suit. Chrysalis began falling through a black void.

She awoke with a start. She was not in her house anymore. In-fact, she was currently in a dungeon cell, one very similar to ones she saw when she was impersonating Cadence. The walls were carved out of a pitch black rock, and there was very little light in the room. The realization hit her like a sledgehammer, travelling with the speed necessary to perform a  sonic-rainboom. They had imprisoned her. Falsely imprisoned her.

"The prisoner is in the last cell on the right, sir."

Chrysalis' ears perked up. She could hear the clopping of hooves coming closer. Maybe they knew what was going on. A pink light approached her cell.

"Well, well, well. I guess you really can't be that trust worthy after all. Not that I ever trusted you in the first place." Chrysalis knew that masculine voice. She knew it too well. A white unicorn approached around the corner. His blue hair and royal guard uniform gave him away.

"It's nice to see you too, Shining Armor. How's Cadence been? Did she recover from our little fiasco?" Chrysalis mocked friendly interest. His expression soured to a scowl, and stared directly in Chrysalis' eyes. She smiled back, baring her fangs in a sinister look.

"She's fine. No thanks to you..."

"Oh cheer up! Its not like I wanted to kill you two or anything. If I had, we would not be having this conversation, would we?"

"Because that's SO reassuring. Coming from the changeling that impersonated my wife, hypnotized me, and invaded Canterlot." Shining Armor rolled his eyes. An awkwardly silent moment passed by. Chrysalis stared at the ground, Stunned by the cruelty in the royal guard's words. Shining Armor either didn't notice, or didn't care. Chrysalis was the first to break the silence.

"Say, can you tell me how I got here? I'm afraid that sedative spell did a number on me. The last thing I remember is answering my door. Then being tackled and sedated." She asked, getting straight to the point.

Shining armor looked at her with a face of practiced neutrality. Unfortunately for the captain, it spoke volumes about the severity of the situation to the former queen. Another long, awkward moment of silence began.

"You have been imprisoned for the murder of Butter Tart."

It was at that point, Chrysalis' brain ground to a halt. Time slowed down. Her mind rushed to pick up the pace, then went full throttle against what lies she just heard. "Pupae actually killed a pony? To frame us? That's not like her. I thought she hated violence." She stared dumbly at the ground, eyes slamming open, slack jawed.

"No. I... I didn't. I wouldn't..." The words clung to the changeling's throat as she tried to process the situation. She started to shake ever so slightly. A slight grin shadowed Shining Armor's face. He would have his retribution. For Cadence, for Canterlot, for himself.  

"This is your recompense Chrysalis. You deserve a HELL of a lot worse for your crimes, but Celestia seems to think that your execution would hinder peace talks." He laid down a specifically dreadful emphasis on 'execution'.

Something clicked in Chrysalis' head moments later. "Peace talks?" She narrowed her eyes in confusion at the stallions words.

"You know, peace talks. Treaties. Negotiations. A call to lay down arms." He sounded like a father explaining this to a young fillie, who had no ideas what any of these words meant.

"I know what those mean," A hint of irritation was 'subtly' creeping into her voice. If subtly meant fireworks in the sky, and explosions of light proclaiming 'I am here' in the middle of a quiet night. "But peace with whom?" Chrysalis was more curious than anything at this point. She just wanted to get down to the bottom of things, even if the truth was too cruel for her to handle.

"The changeling colony. Now being lead by your younger sister, if rumor has it." Shining Armor stated plainly. And too cruel the truth was. It shattered Chrysalis' mind like a plate, as her body went limp and fell to the floor with a thud.