"Friendship is...Magic?" Daenerys said, confused.

Applebloom nodded."Or that's what Twilight said at least." The Filly said as she was washing Daenerys.

Zayne Carrick opened his eyes, done imagining what was happening with Applebloom and Daenerys. He quickly wondered who this Twilight Sparkle was. Was she one of those Nightsister's that called the Force Magic.

Zayne looked and saw Jorah Mormont with his Sword."For a Man on a Horseback, the curved Blade is a good thing, easier to handle." Jorah said. Zayne nodded, as if he understood.

"You think that's good, wait until you see this." The Former Jedi then activated his Yellow Lightsaber. He smiled as he saw Jorah's Mouth drop.

"W-What is this Blade?! ...It lights up!" It was obvious that Jorah was impressed. Zayne then deactivated his Yellow Lightsaber.

"So, you don't look like you belong with these People." Zayne commented.

"Obviously. I come from a land called Westeros. My Father was a great Warrior, still is, a Man of great Honor...and I betrayed him." Zayne looked at him confused.

Sweetie Belle then came into the Tent."Um, Mr. Jorah, I just wanted to say that Mrs. Daenerys would like to eat something different tonight because she's Pregnant."