User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-7562999-20170404164840

The Chancellor sneers. She draws a long, dark blade of iron. She raises it above her head. "No one is leaving here. Not on my watch."

The door is covered with bars and chains. "I am not done with them yet. You can have your turn later."

Goldenheart glares up at the Chancellor. "Just let us go? Can't you tell you've lost? There is nothing left for you to gain."

The Chancellor's golden eyes sweep down at Goldenheart. "Stubborn, aren't we? Come now, Goldenheart, why don't you just stay here. I could give you a high ranking position. Not everyday that a mere peasant slays my second in command. You could stay here and be the new Alpha Duchess. We'll just pretend nothing happened."

Goldenheart hesitates. The offer is tempting....Power...so much power. The Chancellor's voice is in her head. "Think of the possibilities. Think of what we could do together, side by side. You could be just as powerful as myself. We could rule this rock and cross anyone that dared cross us. Come on...I know you want this. Just say yes."

Goldenheart looks up at the Chancellor. "No."

The Chancellor looks shocked. "No?"

GH: "No. I will not stand behind a pony that has no sense of moral. Your power has corrupted you. You are a monster."

The Chancellor looks disdainfully down upon Goldenheart. "Don't you mean we are a monster."

GH: "What?"

The Chancellor just waves a hoof dismissevly. "You forget so easily. I am you. We are the same pony. All the Goldenhearts here trapped below always say the same thing. That I am the monster. I am hardly that, I merely saw the world, and I made it better."