She feels like a foal. Angry and upset and frozen to the core. Ice covers the floor under her hooves like black covers her coat, wiping out any blue. Luna can see her sister’s ponies gawking. Staring. Some of them probably wondering if they were supposed to attack or something. Her bat ponies are probably sleeping considering the time. Her mane and tail are spiraling in a dizzying show, stars inside swirling madly. Luna bares her teeth at Celestia, still fuming. Lightning cracks outside. She’s never been one to calm down quickly. Despite Celestia’s magic lighting up the room, there are still shadows on the corners. Shadows with long teeth and voices only she can hear. Both her and Nightmare’s stained glass windows are broken. There is ice melting all around. “Right.” Her voices comes out sharper than intended. Luna can’t resist stomping a hoof, watching it put a crack in the floor rather satisfyingly. She hopes Celestia will believe her when she says the destruction of her sister’s throne only was an accident. “We already destroyed that place once.”
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