A/N: This is for Twi, of TwiLanes, who wanted something about Trixie! It actually ties in with a snippet in my other story, One Hundred World's, entitled Goodbye Twilight Sparkle.
Hope everyone likes this!
The doors open of their own accord, revealing that the ballroom is full to the brim with ponies. Each mare is dressed in a gown of the finest silk and no two gowns look the same - for that would be the greats faux paux of all. Wings have been garnished with ribbons and manes are held into braids by wings of flowers, kept in buns with garlands of leaves.
Stallions, too, wear their best clothes. Dark silks and bright red bowsd. Polished hooves and slicked back manes, their tails cropped short.
These are ponies of the highest class and yet, there is not a single soul that does not dip into a bow at her appearence.
Trixie's heart pounds in her chest and she lifts her head up higher, tries to keep the nervousness from showing in her eyes. as she croses the grande ballroom of Canterlot Palace, she cannot help but recall what she has done to get to this spot. Cannot help but think about the young unicorn whose powers she stole
whose life she ruined
whose storybook ending never came - for Trixie is now the strongest mage of them all and, as her parents finally look at her with pride in their eyes, finally greet her with open arms and kind words, Trixie knows that it was
without a doubt
completely
utterly
worth it.