Pink. Sickening. The words aptly described the quiet town of Redwood as a little pegasus filly walked out into the miasma, her eyes wide in fear. The cloud permeated everywhere, dulling all sounds and reducing sight to mere feet. She shrunk away as shadows crept all around her, from ponies shambling listlessly or standing silently, unheeding to the world. Shaking her head and gathering her courage, she started walking.

Gone was the cheerful energy of the town, as was the laughter. All that remained were groans of sadness and anger. Anger. Not just between couples, but also between siblings, between fathers and mothers and between friends. To the little filly, those were the worst. She felt the anger, in place of love, an oppressive vice that threatened to crush her. All the love was gone, sucked away by the enveloping miasma.

Tears threatened to spill from her eyes as she passed a couple, who started shouting at each other. She paused, blinking rapidly but that only made the tears fell. She sniffled and squeezed her eyes shut. Shaking her head, she cleared her vision enough for her to break out into a gallop. She knew what she had to do.

She had to reach the cottage in the outskirts of town and stop her.

---

Shining Armor sat stiffly, his attention directed at the rolling landscape to the horizon as the pegasus drawn carriage flew in a northwesterly direction into a setting sun. The flight had left Canterlot Castle several hours earlier and they were now nearing the town of Redwood. He wasn’t really paying attention to the scenery, for his mind was racing in autopilot.

Two months had passed since their wedding. Through the month of honeymoon and another month of getting back into a routine, things had been going surprisingly well for the couple. Each and every day was blissful and he and Cadance couldn’t be any happier.

That was until Cadance announced a visit to his in-laws. She hadn’t meant Princess Celestia, of course, because Shining Armor would have seen her almost daily with his patrols at the castle. What Cadance had meant was meeting her real parents, a couple of earth ponies who found and adopted her all those years ago.

It didn’t exactly put a damper on Shining Armor and Cadance’s mood. He still saw Cadance each day and spent time together, enjoying each other’s company. Of course, he certainly wasn’t nervous. It was only parents Cadance had never mentioned before, parents who raised her until she moved to the castle. Parents he was sure weren’t at the wedding. He hoped that hadn’t meant they disapproved of their marriage.

Shining Armor had been quiet for most of the flight, busy running every possible scenario in his head. This visit was important, after all. He would do his best to be the greatest husband ever, lest they really disapproved. Disapproved and then annulling their marriage and—

A pair of cerise hooves wrapped around him. “Nervous?” Cadance whispered into his ears.

Shining Armor felt his shoulders tighten, his heart jumping in his throat. “Of course not.”

A giggle and “Liar,” was the gentle rebuke. “You’re wound tighter than that alarm Twilight used as a foal. All that muscle hard and tense.”

Heat blossomed in Shining Armor’s face. “I… uh…”

Another giggle. “You’re just too easy to tease.”

“I… well…”

Cadance released Shining Armor and sat daintily, fixing him with a knowing look. “My parents don’t bite, Shiney. They’re the nicest ponies I’ve ever met.”

Shining Armor sighed. “It’s not that, Cadance. I’m just making sure that I don’t disappoint them.” His gaze fell onto the floor; a crestfallen look crept upon his face.

“Shining Armor.”

He straightened sharply at the firmness taking hold in Cadance’s voice.

“You have nothing to worry about.”

Sweat started beading on his brows. “Uh, right.”

He shot a glance at Cadance just in time to see her eyes narrow.

“You don’t sound convinced, Shiney,” she said in singsong voice.

“Well, I—”

“Who was the stallion who sang a love song in front of the entire high school to get my attention?”

“Well, I did but—”

“Who was the dork who couldn’t even form coherent words when we first met?”

“It’s me…”

“It didn’t stop you from trying to court me.” Cadance wrapped her hooves around Shining Armor. “And that’s why I love you and I wouldn’t want you to anything else when we meet my parents.” Her gentle purple eyes stared into his, a small reassuring smile curled on her face.

The display warmed Shining Armor’s heart, banishing all worries but one. Once again, he sighed. “Do you really think that would be enough?”

Cadance squeezed him in response. “Yes. They’d want to see the real you, Shiney, not ‘the Captain of the Royal Guard’.” Her grasp was firm, as was her voice.

Shining Armor paused but finally raised his hooves to return the hug. “… I guess.” He held his kind, gentle yet strong wife. His lovely Cadance.

“We are here, sir, your highness.”

Shining Armor and Cadance broke apart, startled. Shining Armor suddenly felt the eyes of many staring, boring straight into him, he was sure. He turned to his drivers, who were thankfully impassive, the officer in him taking hold.

“Thank you, corporals,” Shining Armor said, taking the opportunity to sweep his eyes on the streets of Redwood.

The streets weren’t cobbled, with well-tramped dirt road leading everywhere in semi-grids. The houses were built taller than that of Ponyville, of grey stone and mortar and thatched, albeit steeper than similar houses elsewhere to runoff the heavier rainfall of the near coastal town.

The city had been incorporated around the same time as Ponyville. Starting life as a lumbering outpost of the fast expanding city Tall Tale off the Salmon River, it soon become the focus for earth ponies in agriculture and then unicorns and pegasi for traditional ship and airship building in Tall Tale. Now, it was a modest farming community and producer of the arcade games that were all the rage with the young colts in Equestria.

The light of the day was fading quickly, now that they were on the ground. From what Shining Armor saw, there were mercifully few ponies who saw their display of affection. Heaving a silent sigh of relief, he stepped off the carriage as Cadance did on the other side.

“Report to the inn and standby for any emergencies,” Shining Armor said. “I’ll escort the princess to her house.”

The Royal Guards saluted and moved off, turning the carriage around. Shining Armor watched as they trotted off down the street away from him and Cadance, in the direction of the city inn. They would be spending the night there and ready to move on a moment’s notice.

After the guards disappeared off into the distance and growing evening, Shining Armor turned back to Cadance. “So, where’s your foalhood house?”

Cadance had been sweeping the streets with her eyes as well and jumped slightly when his voice reached her. If he had been nervous still, he wouldn’t have noticed that she seemed to be getting a little preoccupied. Shining Armor felt a niggling feeling in his chest but he pushed it gently aside. She’s just feeling excited and you’re projecting your nervousness on her…

“Oh, it’s five houses down this way,” she pointed a hoof up the street, “and three houses left at the intersection.”

Her voice sounds cheerful enough. He stopped and shove the line of thought away. Cadance had to be just excited, that was all. “Okay. But I think we should get a move on, it’s getting dark.”

“Um,” Cadance held up a hoof, “actually, I’d like to visit a place before we head on to my parents’ house. It’s been quite a while since I lived here.”

“Okay,” Shining Armor said. Is it my imagination or Cadance just sounded a little subdued? He blinked twice for continuing: “Lead the way.”

---

Her cerise coat had blended well with the miasma, too well, in fact. More than once, she was nearly stepped on by the adults, their vacant eyes staring straight ahead. Occasional sounds of heavy thuds and cracking or snapping wood told her that some other ponies were not-so-lucky to blunder into a nimble filly.

She had stopped galloping several minutes ago. Presently, she ran a hoof on the grey walls of the houses, feeling it change from the smooth stones to grainy wood to smooth stones again. From her house, it was three houses forward, a left turn and it was a straight shot of houses to the forest…

The filly gulped. She took a step, only to jump when a shambling tan and brown earth pony stallion slammed into the house right in front of her. She hastily scrambled backwards as the stallion toppled onto the space she just vacated, nearly crushing her. I-is he dead? Trembling and blinking away tears, she reached a hoof at the lying stallion.

She recognized him. He was Water Chestnut, the shopkeeper of a knickknack shop at the corner of Fourteenth Street and Maple Syrup Lane. Her hoof nudged him gently. She flinched when a pink light barely visible through the cloud erupted from the stallion.

A groan escaped him. It wasn’t a groan of anger or sadness but one of pain. Slowly, he staggered to his hooves as the filly watched wide eyed.

“Ugh, what happened?” Chestnut asked, rubbing a hoof on the right side of his face, which was already darkening with a bruise. Glancing around, it took a moment or two before he spotted her. “Kid?”

She threw her legs around the legs of the stallion. “Mister Chestnut!”

“Kid, what’s goin’ on?” he asked.

The filly shook her head. “I-I don’t know… I think the Lady in the Woods did something and everypony turned into zombies!”

Chestnut whipped his head around, looking warily at the enveloping cloud. “Alright… we shouldn’t stay here.”

“We need to get to the Lady’s house!” the filly cried.

Chestnut turned and stared incredulously at her. “You must be jokin’, kid. It’s too dangerous.”

“No! We have to! My mommy told me if we don’t stop the Lady, then all love in Equestria will be eaten!”

Chestnut flinched at the sudden volume of the filly. Shaking his head, he glanced around again, taking in the creeping shadows and the groans. Finally, he looked back at her. A hoof raised and scratched his right ear, seemingly considering his options.

“Alright, kid,” he gestured to the filly, “climb on and I’ll bring you there. You’ll be safer with me, anyway.”

“Oh, thank you!” the filly said and scrambled onto his back.

She told Chestnut their location. The earth pony and the pegasus made their slow way out of the city.

---

Night had already fallen when Shining Armor and Cadance left the city proper. With somewhat rusty memories—the last time she had been through here was more than a decade ago—it took a while before Cadance found the trail. The moon was the only source of light and there was barely any to see the trail ahead of them. After one stumble and two, the two of them lit horns, one magenta, the other pale blue, casting a purple glow on the scenery.

Although they had been talking about her parents—Shining Armor had plenty of questions after all, Cadance had gone quiet when they reached the outskirts. Beyond Redwood lay the pine forest that grew along the northern base of the Unicorn Range. It was quiet except for the occasional crickets and with the light underbrush and hard leaves, their hoofsteps made little noise.

Cadance led ahead on the trail while Shining Armor followed half a stride behind. The silence slowly grew deafening from the lack of conversation. Without anything going on, his imagination was starting to run wild. It didn’t help when a glance at Cadance showed her to be looking pensive. He was certain something was troubling his wife now but he couldn’t know what short of asking her. Let’s try a roundabout approach, don’t spook her.

“So,” Shining Armor said. “What is this place we’re going to?”

The question seemed to have jolted her out of her reverie. She whipped her head around, showing her wide blue eyes. Shining Armor blinked at the sudden reaction.

“Whoa, you okay?”

That seemed to remind her that she wasn’t supposed to be staring. “Of course… Just excited to meet an old friend.” She flashed a placating smile.

Had Cady always acted like this when she’s excited? Shining Armor wracked his brains and couldn’t come up with any instance with Cadance being excitable. She had always been a calm, gentle and kind mare. Excitable, she wasn’t. So something is bothering her! But what?

Presently, the trail opened into a clearing fifty feet across. A cottage sat in the far side, weathered and falling apart. Its thatched roof was long gone, blown away by the seasonal rain brought forth by the pegasi. The windows were gone as well, having broken by errant branches. Now, two empty sockets stared back at Shining Armor and Cadance.

It was clear that no one had lived here in a while. Scratch that, nopony had live here since about the time Cady moved to Canterlot. He glanced to Cadance, whose brows now creased in a slight frown.

“Looks like nopony’s been living here in years,” Shining Armor said.

Cadance flinched as if struck. “… I guess.”

Shining Armor took her into his hooves. “Is something wrong?”

“No. I guess… I missed her,” Cadance said, sinking into his embrace.

“Who lived here?”

“Prismia.” Cadance looked up into Shining Armor’s eyes. “The Lady of the Woods.”

---

If that was possible, the miasma was thicker out of in the woods than it was in the city.

“We must be gettin’ close to the source.” She heard Chestnut muttered.

The trail was barely visible even at high noon with sunlight shining through the breaks in the sparse canopy. Whatever that made up the cloud ate up the light and threw it back out tenfold. It was almost blinding to look at. However, despite the glare, Chestnut moved slowly and carefully, staying to one side so he could track the trees.

If groans in the city had been bad, it seemed to have increased to intensity out in the woods. Whatever magic that was eating all the love had been attracting the zombies—for the lack of a suitable term—to the source as well.

“Good thing those aren’t like the zombies in the movin’ pictures, eh kid?” Chestnut said over his withers. “Those’ll want to eat your brains.”

The filly curled into a ball and shivered.

“Eh, sorry.” Chestnut nuzzled her. “Didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s okay…”

A sudden groan to his left stopped Chestnut in his tracks. More accurately, Chestnut skidded and nearly broadsided a pine tree and bounded off to the right. He broke off into a gallop out into the clearing, if the lack of trees were any indication. He smacked right into a standing zombie, sending the two of them sprawling and the filly flung off, landing at the hooves of a dark colored mare.

She let out a groan of pain before a prideful feminine voice, full of malice and hate sent a chill down her spine:

“My, little love-giver Cadance, how wonderful is it to see you?”

Cadance, the cerise pegasus filly, whimpered.

There was a bright violet flash and the world turned to blackness.

---

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” a muffled, motherly voice said as they waited at the door to the in-laws’ house.

Shining Armor had long past being nervous. That had been replaced with quiet worry about his wife. In one short evening, Cadance had turned from confident and teasing to brooding and silence.

He was still looking at her out of the corner of his eye when the door opened, revealing a wheat colored mare in her fifties, her grey sprinkled coffee colored mane held to one side in a French braid. Her grass green eyes twinkled when she realized who was at her door.

“Cady!” She wrapped Cadance in a warm, big hug.

“Hello, mom.”

He almost missed it but there was a flicker of worry on his in-law’s face when Cadance returned the hug.

She turned to Shining Armor and did the same. “And you must be her husband. Um, Gleaming… Shield, was it?”

He put on his best Royal Academy smile. “Shining Armor, ma’am.”

“Oh, please don’t ‘ma’am’ me, Shining Armor.” She chuckled. “It makes me feel old. I’m Glitter Song, by the way. Please call me mom.”

Glitter Song waved Shining Armor and Cadance in. “Please come in. Make yourself at home.”

Cadance stepped past the threshold, followed by Shining Armor. He found himself in a small but cozy living room.

“Your father, Star Dust, is still out having a drink or two. Said he wouldn’t miss one night of drinking, even if his daughter and son-in-law are visiting.” She snorted, indicating what she thought of that.

Glitter Song shut the door and walked past them into adjoining kitchen, leaving them alone for the time being.

Shining Armor slipped in closer to Cadance. “You okay?”

Cadance returned him a small smile. “I’m fine, Shiney.”

He led her to a set of cushions ringing a long coffee table and sat her down. “No, you’re not. You’ve been acting weird since the cottage… No, you’ve been acting strange since we arrived in town. What is wrong?” Shining Armor stared worryingly at Cadance.

She chuckled. “Shining, I’m fine, really. Maybe just a little tired from that little trip—”

“You’ve been to the cottage, Cady?”

The voice of Glitter Song cut into Cadance’s reply. She blinked in surprise—neither had heard her return, with two bowls of soup balanced on her back.

Cadance was quiet for a few moments before she spoke: “When did Prismia move away?”

Glitter Song’s face was solemn when she stared at Cadance. “Three months after you left for Canterlot, Prismia packed her belongings and left. Said she was going to Fillydelphia, to start a new life.”

“I see…” her voice came out flat, almost listless.

Glitter Song sat the bowls down on the table. Shining Armor took whiff, taking in the wonderful scent of vegetable minestrone. Already, his stomach was growling. He glanced to his side. Cadance was already digging in but she ate without much expression, as though she was charging up a crystal machine.

His eyes met Glitter Song’s in a worried look and it was the same on her face. She picked a cushion and sat down beside Cadance, off to her right. They ate in silence. Eventually, it was broken when the house door opened, admitting a rosy cheeked dark blue stallion with white curly mane with a cutie mark of glittery dust.

“There you are, Star Dust,” Glitter Song said fixing him with an unamused stare. “Your daughter is feeling under the weather and you’re out in the tavern, drinking the night away.”

“Mom, I’m fine, really.”

Glitter Song turned the stare to Cadance. “Cady, I can feel that you’re not fine. I know you’re not.”

Cadance withered under the stare. “… I’m just a little tired. I-I’m going to bed.” She stood up. “Is my room…”

“Everything is still there, go on up,” Glitter Song said.

“Good night, mom.” Cadance trotted around the table, past Glitter Song and towards the stairs.

When she finally disappeared up the stairs, Glitter Song sighed. Shining Armor looked from his mother-in-law, who had worry plastered all over her face, to his father-in-law, who took the entire scene impassively, even as he was standing there at the doorway now.

“The darkness still dwells within her.”

Shining Armor blinked at the words that came out of her mouth. “W-what do you mean, um, mom?”

Glitter Song turned to him, a serious face looking straight in his eyes. It seemed that an entire different pony had taken over. The atmosphere suddenly felt heavy. “Tell me, had she suffered when the changelings attack Canterlot?”

It was a look that told him that lying to her would be a bad idea. A very bad idea. Shining Armor gulped. “I heard it from my baby sister. The queen kept her in the crystal mines below the city and may have taunted her over the few… weeks she was there.”

Despite the fear, he felt the anger rising in him. He had been played a fool and controlled by a shape-shifting usurper while his fiancée laid starving and dying under the city—

“I see.”

The voice cut through his anger like a crushing wave. Shining Armor finally noticed that Glitter Song’s hard look had softened. Before he could say another word:

“Go on up, Shining Armor,” she said, a smile on her face. “Protect her.”

It was as though a switch flipped on the mood of Glitter Song, along with the atmosphere. There was also a nagging feeling that he had somehow passed a test.

“I will, mom,” Shining Armor said, getting onto his hooves. “I’ll protect her with my life.”

And then he disappeared up the stairs as well.

---

Cadance woke up in a tiny cocoon, her body floating languidly in the sloshing liquid. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in a small space occupied by a square wooden table with a chair, a shelf and hearth and a bed. Water Chestnut lay in crumpled heap away from her near the hearth.

There was nothing she could do now, since she was trapped in here. Prismia had won. Soon, the miasma will cover all the lands and all the love in the world shall be eaten and passed on to the unicorn.

She felt for Prismia. She really did. Prismia was a lonely pony desperate for love, for companionship, only to replace it with jealousy and hate when everyone spurned her. This was her revenge: a world without love, a world where friends and family would turn against each other and lastly, a world without future, for no couples will fall in love.

All I had to do was to give her a hug, mommy said… Cadance looked dejectedly at the wooden floor of the cottage. Prismia had left a few minutes ago to check on her siphoning spell. Mommy said to be brave too but I’m scared…

Cadance sighed. “This was just hopeless, wasn’t it…” she muttered.

“Kid…”

Her ears perked. “M-Mister Chestnut?”

“I’m getting you out of there…” he said, slowly getting up on his hooves, wincing in pain.

“Oh, I don’t think so, ponies,” a new voice joined them, feminine, deep and flanging.

A chill shot down Cadance’s spine. Suddenly, she was no longer a little filly but her older self, suspended in a larger cocoon. Chrysalis stepped into the cottage, a draconic eye on looking straight at Cadance and a triumphant smirk on her face.

“Because I’ve won.”

Cadance shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. “No…”

The cottage disappeared, replaced by the blue stone walls and red carpet of the wedding hall. Prone figures of her sister-in-law, Twilight Sparkle and her friends lay at Chrysalis’ hooves. A holed hoof rose and caressed the face of her husband, Shining Armor. His eyes, tinted sickly green, stared unblinking forward.

“Isn’t that right, dear?”

Shining Armor gave a slow nod. “Uh huh…”

“No…” Cadance muttered. “No… No. Nononononono… No!”

She lit her horn and let loose a blast—

---

Shining Armor sighed as he lay beside Cadance, pressing his body against her as she slept. He hoped his presence would give her some comfort.

“No…”

Shining Armor’s ears perked at the word Cadance muttered. He rolled over and gave her a squeeze and felt her body tensed.

“You’re safe here, honey…” he whispered.

It didn’t help, however, as Cadance stirred, the same word spilling out of mouth in mutters.

“No… No. Nononononono… No!”

The room lit in blinding cornflower blue before Cadance’s horn let loose a blast of magic. Her foalhood bedroom window and wall exploded in a shower of glass and blasted rock. There was a rush of wind and Shining Armor sat up in the bed, alone.

More explosions echoed in the distance.

---

There was no Shining Armor to help her this time. Blast after blast she loosed at Chrysalis were either dodged or deflected. She growled as her latest shot missed when Chrysalis corkscrewed around her magic and took a swipe at her.

“Is that all you’ve got, princess?”

Cadance backwinged and barely avoided the hoof. She growled again let loose another blast, this time pointblank, at Chrysalis’ chest. A piercing shriek escaped Chrysalis and it was music to Cadance’s ears. She followed the changeling queen down as she fell. Landing roughly, her horn lit up for one final blast to finish her off—

“CADANCE!”

---

The room door burst open and Glitter Song and Star Dust spilled into the room. Glitter Song stared wide eyed at the gaping hole that used to be the wall while Star Dust took in the carnage impassively.

Shining Armor opened his mouth but no sound came out. He closed and opened it again. Still, he was speechless.

“What happened?”

Maybe it was the voice, a hint of steel holding underneath it and something clicked in Shining Armor. “I-I don’t know. I think Cadance was having a nightmare and then she suddenly shouted and blasted the wall to bits…”

“I see.” Glitter Song fixed Shining Armor with a look that brooked no arguments. “Please summon your guards and meet me at the central park.” A ghost of a smile flickered across her face. “That was her sanctuary whenever she was scared.”

Glitter Song turned and left the room. Star Dust, impassive throughout the exchange, gave Shining Armor a wink and left as well, leaving the Captain of the Royal Guard and Prince to the Kingdom of Equestria with his thoughts.

When Shining Armor stood up and got downstairs, Glitter Song and Star Dust were gone. He stepped out and galloped for the inn. Already, lights were turning on as more explosions sounded off in the distance.

He hadn’t gotten even a third of the way when he nearly crashed into the two corporals as they alighted in front of him.

“Sir, what’s going on?” one of them asked.

“Cadance’s having some serious night terror and she tearing up the city.”

The corporals shared an incredulous, then grave look.

“I believe her parents know how to stop her. They want us to meet at the central park, you know where that is?”

They both pointed a hoof in the northeasterly direction. “That way, sir.”

“Okay, lead the way.”

They saluted. One corporal took off as forward scout and the other stayed with Shining Armor and guided him through the streets as they ran. Shining Armor could see Cadance now, a pink speck shrouded by brilliant blue light.

As they approached the park, two yellowish light flew up into the night sky. One made a beeline for Cadance, which drew a blast of magic from her. The light dodged the magic with a corkscrew and zipped towards Cadance. Another blast struck the light just before it touched her and it let out a pained yelp.

The light dropped towards the open space of the central park just as Shining Armor and the guard reached the grounds. Shining Armor couldn’t put it but there was something familiar about the voice of the light. Cadance dove after the light, a malicious glee on her face.

However, the other light was faster and got ahold of it before Cadance got close. Shining Armor skidded to a halt as the lights alighted on the grass, revealing they to be Glitter Song and Star Dust, their butterfly wings of gold-yellow with blue and red splotches glowing brightly.

Wait, wings!? Shining Armor’s jaw dropped at the realization, staring wide eyed. “… What?”

“Shining… Armor…” Glitter Song squeezed out between her heavy breaths as she lay in Star Dust’s embrace. “Stop Cadance… Calm… her down…”

Speaking of the draconequus, Cadance landed heavily behind Shining Armor. She was panting, a crazed smile adorning her face. Her horn lit brightly in cornflower blue.

“CADANCE!”

Shining Armor’s training took over. He spun around, took two steps and rammed himself into Cadance in a bodycheck that would have made a hoofball coach proud. The blast lanced skyward, harmless. His legs twisted around, locking Cadance’s together, preventing her from further movement. It was the standard takedown for restraining ponies. A hoof came down on her horn—courtesy of a corporal—and pinned her head to the ground, stopping Cadance from further casting any spells.

Cadance struggled in Shining Armor’s grasp but it was in vain. When she finally stopped, a tremble ran through her.

“You’re safe, Cadance. Your Shiney Winey is here.”

---

Little Cadance curled into a ball as small as possible, trembling. She had done it. Chestnut had managed to break the enchantment that had been holding her aloft and feeding on her boundless love. All it took was Cadance pouncing on the larger unicorn, latching onto her cerulean mane and pressed her face onto the strap of the amulet.

The resulting surge of raw, amplified love erupted from the two of them and washed over the forest and the city, wiping clean the miasma.

“You did it… kid,” Chestnut had ground out through the pain.

However, wiping clean the miasma hadn’t stop the light. It grew brighter, centered on Cadance herself before she disappeared before Prismia and Chestnut with a scream. A flash later deposited her on this strange plane. A place above the stars, filled with swirling blue-green mist and she had been there ever since.

Cadance had no idea how much time had passed. Something else had troubled her as well: out of the top corner of her eyes, she spied a horn, the same color as her coat, on her forehead. She was a pegasus! Now, she was some strange combination of that and a unicorn, which shouldn’t have been possible…

So there Cadance stayed, waiting for a rescue that may never come. That was, until an enormous white pony of the same wings and horn combination appeared and that ended the adventure of a brave little filly who saved the city of Redwood and thus began the new adventures of Equestria’s latest Pony Princess in Canterlot.