Romans & histoires My Little Pony Characters Princess Celestia

she said. I remembered all what mum had told me. What she taught me too. But I knew I needed someone to divert her attention, from me. My eyes crept just beside her. Shadow Knight was approaching her slowly. But she didn’t know that. I took that chance immediately. “You’re wrong, Kate. You tried to take me down numerous times but I only bent not broke. I’m reborn now. I’m Princess Celeste of Oceania Kingdom. Born as a hybrid. With my abilities, I am going to end you!!!” I yelled at her, using the siren’s cry, like mum had taught me.

"It is beyond the greatest pleasures to lay my humble eyes on you, Luna Leaxandra." My instincts took over me the moment he took the initiative to step inside, making me bite my tongue and regain consciousness enough to lunge straight at him and straddle him outside on the ground. "What gives you the right to live and invade my carriage?" I sneered, pressing my dagger on his neck. Now that I'm this close, I could witness the way his purple eyes fill with dark shades of somewhat magical dusts. "Woah, chill down, lady." Purple eye chuckles as though finding me something to be fond of. Raising his right hand, he twirls a curl of my hair. "You're cute."

“Of course, grandmother. Thank you for the invitation, but I'm not quite comfortable exploring just yet.” Celestia smiles, her kind eyes reflecting wisdom. “That's perfectly fine, my dear. Sir Luca, could we have a moment?” Luca inclines his head in acknowledgment, and the old woman leads him outside Sera’s room. They walk together to the expansive living room before Celestia finally speaks. “She’s a member of the Purple Pack, isn’t she?” Luca’s eyes darken at her words, and he confidently takes a seat, as though the house belongs to him.

A knock on the door made us all turn our heads, Barinor pinching the bridge of his nose as if he just got caught red handed. "Prince Senya." I greeted standing from my seat. His eyes were darkened, horrified but also angry. "Princess, come we have things we must discuss." I looked between the three of them and then replied. "Right now?" I didn't want to leave. I wanted to see if we could convince Barinor to bring my mother back from the dead, to see her smile, to see my mom, to see someone like me. "Please Celeste come on your own terms I'm exhausted," he says shaking his head, he had darkening circles underneath his eyes and I looked over to the window and noticed the light coming in wasn't

she said with a serious look on her face. Celestina is a black witch who has been unconscious for decades, she has dark hair and her eyes pitch black like the night sky without the moon or stars, her legs long it can make any man trip. Her full bosom which is eye catching, her lips are full heart which is plum and pinkish. “I'll be glad to help you with that best friend” she smiled. " Am glad to hear that and welcome to seeing the light again, bestie.” " I take it that you've tried, but you couldn't” she asked to receive a nod from Bathsheba.

’ “Those were Apophis’ guards that were watching over the basement. They were questioned and your sister sent them here. They knew what Apophis was doing to Eliza.” “Si…sister?” Kyrsta squeaked out, “Who is your sister?” “Princess Elentari Tirisil, Lunar Guardian, future Goddess of the Night, and most importantly, your WORST nightmare. As for you, Apophis, I am YOUR worst nightmare. Dad, I don’t care what punishment you give to the guards, but this man, I want to give him his just desserts very publically.”

she giggled. "y-yes, your Majesty" I answered truthfully. I shouldn't lie right? "Amelia, just call me Mom" she pointed out. "M-mom" I answered as I giggle. She then gave me a smile. "actually, there's a Princess whom continue to seek Philip and she wants to get married with him" she said. Is that Princess Dahlia? the one that Philip told earlier? "Princess Dahlia?" I asked. She nodded. "I guess Philip already told you about her" she guessed and I just nodded.

Her dress clings to her curves in a way she clearly wants me to notice, and she’s practically drooling all over my shirt. “I’m Princess Celestia,” she purrs, trailing her fingers along my chest. “And you’re going to look so good standing next to me when I’m crowned Luna Queen.” “Lady Celestia,” I say through gritted teeth, trying to pry her off me without breaking protocol—or her wrist. “There’s been a misunderstanding.” “No misunderstanding,” she interrupts, giggling. “It’s fate. Fate just walked in. And he’s hot.” “I am not—”

And that look would stay with me. * “Look who is here.” Celestia — the famous daughter of Elder Lucas — said the moment I descended the stairs, walking closer in elegance too forced to be real, her two puppies trailing behind like well-trained shadows. She folded her arms, lips painted in a venomous smirk as the crowd cleared to give her way. “The orphan wears a crown now?” she sneered, voice sugar-laced with poison. “Tell me, was it bought or borrowed?” The words didn’t stab — not exactly. But they scraped. I won’t say I’m used to being talked down on, but I’ve heard this a redundant number of times to even twitch.

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