Sighing, I peer out my window, the rushing water of Fryst Lake barely visible through the stained glass. Someone knocks on the door, and I turn, removing my hoof from the windowsill. I wonder who that could be? Quietly, I walk closer to the door and speak ask softly,

"Who's there?"

"It's Swirl, and I've brought Queen Prism and her daughter here to speak with you."

"Come in," I respond.

I watch as the door slowly opens and first to enter is Queen Prism of Vindur, her mane shimmering between one color and another, before going to a third color. Her iridescent mane surprises me, even though I'd heard of it before. Then, her daughter, Breezy Wings, came in. Breezy shared her white coat and blue eyes, but her mane was silver, or rather, a dull gray, at least in comparison to her mother's. I take a deep breath.

"Why do I have the pleasure of meeting you today?" I ask politely.

"We wanted to propose a compromise. We are sick of the parasites, and I've heard that Dalurinn Town is hoping for some sunshine?" The Queen asks.

"Yes, but they don't have enough pegasi to clear the sky." I responded, nodding my head in acknowledgement to the problems.

"Well, if we send a few of our citizens to help out, perhaps they could help us with our little invasion?" She smiles, and her blue eyes gleam.

"Yes, that seems agreeable. I'll send a message to them straight away." I bow my head. "Thank you for taking this problem to me, I'll be sure to fix it."

Queen Prism also bows her head and thanks me again before leaving with Breezy at her heels. This leaves me alone in the large round room as Swirl leaves to escort them out of the building. Later, she comes by and offers me a drink, which I refuse.

Sighing, I flip through the books piled around my room as the sun set, leaving the rooftops of the Royal City of Fryst lightly gilded. Of course, it wasn't my "study" below, which was kept clean. That room was more of a tea room or welcoming room for guests. This room was my real study, and above me was where I slept. One book catches my attention. A history book. I read it, finding it to be an overly detailed, short history. The thing that confused me is that the book stated that it contained all the chronicles of Falinn's history, even though it only went back for about 1000 years. We had to have been around longer for any evolution to have happened. So where was all our history? I spent the rest of the evening ransacking my personal libraries and other ones nearby. I was determined to find the answer.

Author's note: Sorry guys! The format is a bit weird, because when I tried to upload a document with center aligned text (the dialogue), it glitches and there's code all over my writing. So, this is how it's going to work. I'd also like help selecting a cover image for this story. If you draw it yourself, bonus points for you! Anyways, I'd appreciate it if you continue supporting me so I can churn out more chapters.

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-Analytical Pegasister