User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-7345250-20160503020530

Golden Age: "Right... Forget I asked then."


 * Around this time, the royal castle of Canterlot is also stirring—the guards are rotating shifts, and other authorities are reporting for their daily duties. Among these are the ponies who compiled the Rat Report.


 * Raven smiles at the guards as she and an airborne green Pegasus pass the throne room.

Raven: "She isn't there yet, is she?"

Spearmint: "Of course not. She probably stayed up too late again. I never thought I'd see the pony that old Kibitz couldn't force a schedule upon."


 * Raven huffs.

Raven: "Looks like another 'breakfast briefing' then. I can't believe I'm saying it, but I like Princess Luna more when she's revelling in her power. This kind of nonsense is beneath us all."

Spearmint: "Tch. You're starting to sound like me."

Raven: "Everypony sounds the same when-"


 * The royal event organizer spots something of a sunny hue reflected in her glasses. She recognizes the color at once. Raven whirls around and bolts straight into the throne room.

Raven: "Princess Celestia!"


 * And there the princess stands.