Well here's chapter two, like I promised.

Begin!

The Law

"Celestia?!" I cried, nearly tumbling out of my bed in shock if not for a sudden wave of magic holding me steady. "W-What-how are yo-"

She raised a hoof and used her magic to briefly close my mouth, if but for a second.

"Oh I know you're so very happy to see me sweetheart," she cooed, her smile widening even further as she leaned closer, the plate being carefully placed upon the top of my draws. "I feel the same, but please eat first. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day after all."

Her calm, if not very cheerful tone were quite effective in rendering me speechless. There were so many questions all dying to be asked, nay, demanded in my mind that it was with surprise that any of them managed to escape my mouth.

"What are you doing in my house?" I asked bluntly, a frown crossing Celestia's face as I did so. "And for that matter, how are you in my house. I locked the door with that anti magic…thingy."

A rather relaxed smile appeared on her muzzle as I asked this, erasing the frown instantly.

"Oh Toby, do you truly believe that any lock could keep me out?" she giggled, holding a hoof to her muzzle somewhat cutely.

"Ah…um…"

I kinda did, yeah…though that's pretty stupid now that I think about it.

Caught in my thoughts as I was, I was quite unaware of how close she currently was to my face. Thus it was quite a shock when the intruding mare pushed her muzzle into my neck and…inhaled deeply.

"What the hell are you doing!" I demanded, pushing her happily flushed face away…with much difficulty.

She took another deep breath and licked the top of her muzzle eagerly, as though she was tasting whatever was so delightful a scent.

"Mhmm…"she moaned erotically. "Your aroma is still so wonderfully-"

She took yet another deep breath, her smile widening into a dopey lovestruck grin.

"You…" she exhaled, her body shuddering lightly. "Oh I have missed you Toby, so very, very much."

Her eyes, locked on mine as they were, darkened as they continued staring. There was a…hunger there, a need, desperate and determined.

Yet I saw little lust. Nay, on the contrary I saw love and just…I don't know. Like I said before, there was a need in her gaze, a hunger, a desire for the one they regarded.

Such a powerful emotion frightened me with its intensity. If I were still completely in love with her, with all the trust and dependency as I had before, then such intensity might have aroused me deeply.

But as we were now…I wasn't so sure.

"Open your mouth baby," she insisted, the plate and fork, now holding a bit of sausage, floating in front of my face.

I wanted to throw the plate and food to one side and demand she leave my property. I wanted to take that bit of sausage and tell her to shove it where her sun didn't shine.

Anger, the anger I felt was still so prominent.

But as I looked into her eyes and thought of all I wished to do…I saw…or was shown the cold power behind those orbs.

And I felt fear.

"Cel…I…I can eat it without any help," I eventually spoke, trying with difficulty not to flinch as her eyes narrowed.

"Oh but honey," she cooed, her voice velvety and loving. "It brings me such joy to take care of you like this. Couples so deeply in love do this all the time after all, and wouldn't possibly want to deny us that…would you?"

The reply of 'We're not going out any more you crazy mare' fell at the starting point. For the moment I as much as thought of it, the moment I frowned at her words…was the moment I began to feel quite…cold.

As if the temperature in the room had suddenly dropped quite a few degrees.

"N-No," I mumbled, shuddering as her smile widened ever so slightly.

"I know you wouldn't sweetie," she tittered mirthfully. "We've done so much together already, have we not? What is one more when it's such a loving and joyous act."

Deciding to simply roll with it for the moment, I nodded and opened my mouth, regretting it instantly as her own continued to widen to near creepy levels.

"Oh you're such a wonderful boyfriend," she crooned, delicately placing the food in for me to eat. "So attentive and willing to make his marefriend happy."

With each piece of food she placed into my mouth, a coo, giggle, and content humming would follow. Her eyes were alight with delight, as if each chew, each swallow brought unimaginable joy to the mare.

A few days ago this would probably have been as fun for me as it is for her. But now…it's just really fucking creepy.

Only, and only when there was nothing left to eat did she teleport the plate away, leaving naught to keep her in that blissful state.

"Did you like it?" she asked softly. "I made it all with you in mind…though to be honest, I've thought of little else these past few days."

Now that she's happy, I think it's time to ask the twenty pound question.

"It was delicious Princess," I admitted honestly, and it was really. "Everything was perfect…but really, what are you doing in my house? Where I'm from that's considered breaking and entering you know, as in against the…law."

I trailed off slightly towards the end as I took in the…the cold look she was giving me. Not hateful, no angry but just…cold, cold annoyance is all I can think to describe it.

"Prin-"

"Don't you dare call me that."

The words were softly spoken, quiet and collected…and yet so chilling it made me shiver.

"I am Princess only to my subjects, my servants, my guards and foreign leaders," she said slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But to you, to you I am Celly, Cel and Celestia, not Princess."

"We're not together any more Celestia," I snapped, the words flying out of my mouth before I could stop them.

Her eyes narrowed dangerously, and this time I saw it for what it was. I saw the darkness in those eyes.

"Oh aren't we?" she uttered quietly. "Because Tobias, you see…I very much believe we are."

"It's not a joint decision!" I retorted, adrenaline fighting off whatever fear those orbs once held over me. "I don't trust you anymore, I don't want you anymore. And I don't love…"

Why can't I say it…I can't possibly…not after what she did.

Did love not fade as fast as trust? I'd had no relationship before Celestia…I had nothing to compare it with.

Gentle laughing brought me out of my thoughts, directing my gaze onto a rather self-satisfied looking alicorn.

"You can't say that one, can you?" she asked rhetorically, moving a few steps closer. "I've broken your trust and I've made you dislike me, but…"

Already near the edge of my bed, I had nothing to back away too. Thus as her hoof placed itself on said bed, it was with a light shudder that I forced myself to remain still.

"But you still love me," she continued, a grin wide and confident on her muzzle as she closed the distance between our faces. "Even without your hesitation, I can see it in your eyes. I can…"

She took a deliberate and noisy breath.

"Ahhhhh!" she exhaled. "Taste your arousal in the air, taste it amongst the sweat trickling down your neck."

"Get away from me Celly," I warned, pressing my hands against her barrel and wincing at the absolute pleasure her eyes gave off as I did so.

"And there we go," she continued, ignoring my warning. "Celly, oh…there we go. Am I too close to you Toby? Does the feel of my coat excite you, entice you so subtly that you subconsciously call me Celly without realizing?"

I…I called her that? I didn't even…

Her words were as smooth, as silky and perfectly placed as ever.

"You still find me so sexy, don't you Toby?" she crooned, all but delicately moaning the word.

"C-Celly…you need…need to leave before…before I…"

I can't even begin to explain how difficult it was to concentrate of what I was trying to say. Everything she said was true. The feel of her after what felt like years was…exquisite. And her voice, so sultry. Her body, it's movements so seductive…

Game, set and match.

"Before you call the guard?" she asked, laughing softly at my unfinished threat. "Oh Toby, my sweet, naïve Toby. I came into your home because I had the key. And I had the key because I have all the keys, to every house, every apartment, every bungalow."

I felt her hoof touching my right cheek gently, stroking it lovingly.

"When a law is made," she continued, regarding me warmly. "It is made by the Noble Counsel. But to put into effect, it must first go be read and signed by the Princesses…by me. And if the one who makes the rules, who makes sure that everypony is protected, who in return is so beloved by her subjects chooses to bend one every once in a while…well."

She smiled and leaned close, said smile very…assured of something.

It made me feel a little dizzy, sick even.

"When the Princess breaks the law, heads turn away," she explained, unaware or apathetic to the horror as I began to realize. "And Toby, my wonderful Toby. When the Princess does such for a thousand years. When the Princess IS the law, nopony looks twice, nopony blinks, and nopony…my love, even considers arresting the law."

It took all of about five seconds for all she said to sink in.

She could do anything she liked, break whatever law she wished and get away with it…because she had been the law for a thousand years. And to change that…to even attempt to change that would go against a pony's nature. For if one thing about their kind was true, it was that stagnation was a willing choice.

They hated change. Change meant new, new always came with possible danger and their instincts just wouldn't allow it.

Celestia was the law…and I was powerless to fight against it.

Wait…wait a moment…

"You passed some sort of law to get me fired didn't you?" I asked, aghast at what I was beginning to realize. "Some sort of…of law that stops me from working for anyone here, didn't you?"

Celestia tilted her head and regarded me strangely, almost as if she were a touch amused.

"And on what grounds do you accuse me of such?" she asked, definite amusement in her voice now.

"Oh I don't know," I replied sarcastically. "I break up with you and then get fired, what a coincidence right!"

…she began to laugh.

"O-Oh honey," she giggled. "Why would I ever do that to you? I love you, I'd never do such a thing."

What?

Confusion must have been pretty plain on my face, frustration too. Because she stopped laughing more or less instantly and…well explained.

"Tobias, I would never pass such a horrible law just to get you out of a job," she assured, stroking my cheek repeatedly once more. "The fact of the matter is that your previous employer came to me the day after we broke up and asked if I planned to come into her café anymore. I told her that you wanted me to stay away from you, so no I would not.

"And given that my visits tended to bring in more customers, holding onto you would no longer be as profitable as it once was. And with a zero hour contract…well, it was well within her right to let you go at a moment's notice."

I have to admit, it's a pretty reasonable explanation…for getting fired at least.

"Okay, fine that explains that then. But then why did everyone who was hiring all but shove me out of their place, especially when I mentioned your name?"

"You mentioned my name?" she echoed, raising an eyebrow curiously.

"I was trying to get a job and figured mentioning my being your ex-lover might have given me some brownie points," I muttered sheepishly, before shaking my head and pushing it to one side. "But that's not the point! Why did they get so nervous when I said your name?"

"Well," she drawled, suddenly quite flushed for some reason. "There may or may not have been a rumour around the city."

"What rumour?" I asked, eyes narrowing angrily.

"Oh, only that a certain human was looking to get hired by the crown."

I almost…almost flinched at the sudden, feral gleam in her eyes.

"And that the crown would be very unhappy if anypony else just so happened to hire him first," she finished, an actual smirk adorning her muzzle.

You…absolute bi-

"And why would you ever think that I'd want to be hired by you?" I asked, a laugh escaping from the sheer ludicrously of it all.

"Oh it's not a hard job, Toby," she assured, as if that was the only reason. "It pays quite well. You get a chamber to sleep in and free three meals with yours truly. You wouldn't even have to do much really…just carry my paperwork and look gorgeous."

"I am not working for you," I growled, putting as much finality as I could into it.

And by the way she narrowed her eyes, by the sudden control to her tone…she understood.

"Then who?" she asked, tone controlled and yet as soft as always. "You saved up, but even then I know how much you have and it won't last much longer than a month or two."

She's right…but I won't take that job. I won't be anywhere near her…I can't.

"Well then!" I declared, surprising her as I pushed her away and stood up. "If I can't obtain work here, then I'll just have to look in other places, Manehattan maybe."

"And what about this house? Sister and Chrysalis sorted this house out for you, will you really throw it back in their faces?"

A guilt trip, really?

"I'll explain why if it bothers them so much," I dismissed. "I'm sure that they'll try to argue the point that you're manipulating other ponies from hiring me just to have me to yourself."

The silence that followed this was quite unnerving. Celestia didn't say anything, didn't look at me, just the ground and only the ground.

And then without warning, my legs suddenly gave way and I crashed to my knees.

"W-What's goingggngnggn…"

My tongue rapidly became very numb, all speech leaving as quickly as it happened.

"I'm sorry honey," Celestia's voice, the depressing tone of it all caught my attention instantly. "I would have given you a drink if you'd just accepted me back…but you left me no choice."

I tried to speak, to move…but my entire body was freezing up.

"Fataigo is quite a rare plant you know," she explained, watching with a sad smile as I collapsed onto the floor. "But when mixed with the right herbs it becomes quite a powerful, yet temporary paralytic poison. The eventual effect renders the victim unable to speak or move for a week, and leaves no trace after the first few minutes. In fact all that's left for proof is the trace of false poison, a deliberate mix up from the original, separated but still there in your blood."

I can't move! I can't fucking move!

"To even the most critical eye it would resemble a case of simple poison. And with humans…well, we don't even know what the full capabilities that poison can do. So using any sort of magic, even to communicate could be fatal."

I tried to open my mouth and speak…but nothing happened, my mouth didn't move a single bit.

"And when I came to visit and apologize for my actions, I heard nought a plate shatter," she continued softly, the plate from before suddenly reappearing…only to be promptly let go and smashed on the floor.

"I broke into your house and rushed to your room, only to find you like this…and after only just saving you from certain death do I prod with careful magic, and discover poison in your food. An attack from someone who must have wished you harm…says the princess, thus everypony agrees, case closed. There's a pony out there who wished you harm, who will be found, but must be out there somewhere…because the princess says so."

Tears, fearful tears begin to leak from my eyes, prompting Celestia to rush over and wipe them away lovingly.

"Shh, shh, shh," she hushes, kissing my immobile lips softly. "It's okay honey, I'm going to take you back home and keep you safe. I'll make sure Chrysalis can replace me for the week so I can look after you. Because I love you, and I'll take care of you for as long as I have to."

Her horn lit up briefly before sending a flare of some sort out of my open window.

"I'll understand of course if you want to leave once you're better," she spoke mournfully, stroking my sweaty forehead gently. "But it could happen again without me there to keep you safe."

I couldn't feel it, but I knew my eyes were widening in fear.

"Although," Celestia continued, perking up suddenly and smiling as she looked down at me. "I'm certain that if we remain true to our hearts and love each other…that the one responsible for such a travesty wouldn't dare to do so again with me so close."

THIS MARE'S FUCKING CRAZY!

Her smile widened as she kissed my nose softly, the sound of many wings and hooves suddenly reaching my ears.

"HELP!" Celestia wailed loudly, sudden tears streaming down her face a moment before my bedroom door was slammed open.

"Princess!" a guard cried, male by the sound of it. "What's happened here?"

"P-Poison," Celestia stammered, her body shaking from a mix of anger and distress. "Somepony's poisoned him…m-my lover."

"It's going to be okay Princess," he consoled, before yelling. "Lieutenant Jorgen, I need a two medics and a stretcher now! Make sure that whoever examines him is careful with their magic, go now!"

"Yes sir!"

Hooves faded away…my poisoner pressed her lips to my forehead.

"Don't worry Princess," the guard comforted. "We'll get Mr Greenfield to a doctor and then we'll find whoever did this, even if we have to search the entirety of Equestria itself!"

Celestia, from what I could see, looked at the guard and smiled sadly.

"Thank you Captain," she whispered. "I know you'll find whoever did this, I have faith in you."

I heard the guard…I heard him thank her, turn around and walk away. And when he was gone for but a moment, she looked down at me…

And smiled.

And there's that!

Cya in the next chappy, stay snuggly