As We have come to realise, it’s not really your faults for believing Celestia’s lies. She has had over a thousand years to work on the ponies of Equestria.
So, amuse Us. What stories do they tell about Us these nights?
Ehem… mighy sorry Princess…. but. *show you this*
Well, not that the results actually have any meaning, but is this your way of trying to subtly tell Us something? Hmm?~
Anonymous*A paradox storm consumes the anon and its magic! Another magic anon just did that one to Nightmare Moon, and the universe will not tolerate dull, repetitive stories.*
*Nightmare Moon shifts one of her wings to cover him like a blanket.*
Sleep well.~
Let it be known that the pony known as The Pink Avenger has been granted the title of Marquis of the Lunar Empire!
GLORY TO THE EMPIRE! GLORY TO THE QUEEN, NIGHTMARE MOON!
Very well.
*She touches her horn to each of the Avenger’s shoulders.* We hereby dub thee the Lord Avenger, Marquis of the Lunar Empire, commander of the Queen’s royal militia, steward of the Queen’s frontier lands (We don’t have any right now, but when We do you’ll be the steward). We grant you all powers necessary to your station, and charge you to enforce Our will and destroy Our enemies!
You may rise.
…Aren’t you that little orange thing Applebloom asked Us to help find? The one We sent intimidating videos about cutting up chickens?
Not that We’re turning you away, but don’t you idolise the Element of Loyalty?
*Sigh.* Perhaps the french version would be better. Marquis. Kneel.
Oh, would you prefer the male or female version of the title? It doesn’t matter to Us.
