A pair of pure white eyes stares from a dark lavender face. It takes ne'er a second to find Mendi's presence amiss, for he never did register his trip to this city, for he thought not that he had to, such a trifling visit was of no concern to Her Majesty, for he was going to get supplies for you schoolfoals, so that you could raise them to be a hardworking and productive generation of citizens for his blessed nation. As he kneels, lanky and amiss amongst the stout and strong ponies of this Northern city, he knows she found his presence a disturbance to her perfect order, a crime for which you will no doubt pay. His long ears twitch as he hears a loud and alarmed cry in the native speak of this region.
"Alla, køl nedersprage! Oluli host du by Royal Decree! Gessighetret!"
As burly and thick officers of the crown advance to restrain him, the natives continue to cheer their monarch, seemingly unawares of the crisis unfolding in their midst. That or they were too afraid to object.
"Hig et heil Kre!"
He remembers the day that started these damnable grey times, where the sun rises only long enough to prevent famine and the moon only long enough to prevent peculiar seas. The long and depressing grey time that meanders about the clock for a perceived eternity is dominant in life. These times started on one day when he was small, fifty years ago.
Mendi Saga attended the coronation ceremony that fateful day. The lavender alicorn stood quietly next to an alabaster one, listening as a dark blue one listed the ancient responsibilities that accompanied her title of Princess. As she finished, the diarch of Equestria and Controller of the Sun spoke.
"Twilight Sparkle, do you accept the crown and title we offer to you here, to form a triarchy, and rule the nation with us?"
"I…. I am sorry Celestia, for I cannot accept the title of princess…"
Her eyes flashed, going black, and then shining white as the Lunar sister's full moon.
"For I crown myself queen of this land! I shall rule as the sole monarch, and you shall be gone to your pet ornaments of the sky! To the rock shall go your sister and the hellfire to you!"
Translations:
"Alla, køl nedersprage! Oluli host du by Royal Decree! Gessigheret!"
Attention, emergency [at the] northwest corner! As defined by the royal decree, there is an unregistered person! He must be arrested!
Lit: Alert, bad situation north west place! Said by royal decree, un-known by law person! Halt Him!
"Hig et heil Kre!"
Lit: Our Queen we hail in respect!