User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-5837525-20151214000539

Deer Guard 1: We found the royal maid's portrait, Sir Blackthorn!

Deer Guard 2: But... it's a bit cramped in here.

Blackthorn: *sigh* Bring the portrait to the throne room corridor where King Aspen's is. Stags, withdraw.

(As quickly as they entered, the armored deer withdraw from the lair and return to the corridor outside the throne room. Once the lair has been vacated, Twilight escorts Parlys inside.)

Blackthorn: Tch! So this is where you'd been conducting your little experiments. With our magic, no less.

Twilight: Blackthorn--

Blackthorn: Forgive me, your Highness, but I must speak. Changelings are duplicitous creatures by nature. It is through this duplicity that they drain the love of others to sustain themselves. But you, Parlys... You're a special breed of changeling, aren't you? Just as you attempted to usurp the throne from the changeling queen, so too did you take Aspen's throne from him. And to use deer magic -- our magic, by which we thrive in this forest -- to extend your influence throughout Equestria. ...You sicken me.