Chapter 2

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>Morning comes, coated in pain and dried blood.

>You feel the same feeling as yesterday, getting pulled up by an invisible force.

>"Rise and shine, ya monkey, it’s time to die."

>Shaking the sleep out of your head, you are carried through the hallways again by that strange force.

>You say nothing during the trip, not like you could say anything that would help anyways.

>Again you find yourself thrown to the ground in front of the white pony, but this time there is a dark blue one beside it.

>"Is this the one sister?" The blue one asks.

>"Yes, its mind is too well shielded, it’s probably an agent of Discord"

>The white one motions a guard forward.

>"Untie it."

>"But princess..."

>"Do it, it is no threat to us"

>The guard looks unsure, but follows the white ones orders.

>As the ropes come off, you move your arms in front of you, and give them a good going over, brushing off all the dried blood.

“Thank you for this kindness Princess, even though you plan to execute me.”

>"It seems that even though you are a killer, you have manners" The white one says, looking down at you.

“I have never killed anyone, or any pony for that matter either.”

>The guards shuffle a bit, but the princess’s faces show no change in expression.

>"So, you claim, but do you have any proof as to your innocence?"

>You shake your head, looking down.

“I’m afraid I don't.”

>The White one looks over at her sister, sharing some kind of silent message, before turning back.

>"We would like one more chance at penetrating the shield around your mind. If you would allow us one more try, we will grant you a final request."

>"THY REQUEST MUST BE KEPT WITHIN REASON OF COURSE"

>Wow, the blue one sounds like it’s got a megaphone stuck in her throat.

“But of course Princess. Please go ahead.”

>"Good, now let us begin"

>Both Unicorn pegasii approach you, before pressing their horns to your head.

>The same pressing sensation appears, but it is far less painful this time

>Your body is locked up, but you still feel the two get nowhere.

>After several minutes, they both step back

>"It seems like whatever set up the shield made it impossible to break."

>"We do apologize, but for the safety of our ponys we must do this"

>You simply bow your head.

>Looks like you are not getting out of this easy.

“For my last request, might I be able to view the sunrise from a balcony nearby?”

>They look at each other and nod, gesturing one of the guards to them.

>After some quiet whispers, the guard takes and motions for you to follow.

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