-Frustration Leveling-
Rustling leaves, swaying iron poles. Shaken my slumber, I awoke to a frazzled build, Ngah... The early morning dawn sweeps across the lighting skies, its azure shades lessen to a waking orange hue. The periphery brightens as I blinked out of a state of drowsiness.
A knockback of headaches appears suddenly, with ached pains setting in. I withdrawn the use of visuals and basked myself to light radiate and wind blows. Breathing in, out. Stumbling away from the hard brick slab surface onto the backdoor handle, swiftly opening and closing the door to be let in.
Walking through the craftsman stations, faculty wings that make-up the compound, towards the Officer dept.
Passing through doors and signs till one objectively said 'Self-hygiene room', promptly entering its vicinity and unravelling the shower curtain. The dust accumulated poured away, frizzy fur aligned along the stream of hot water, a session of unadulterated bliss
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Pastures grazed by scythes and plows, sowing and seeding cycles precedent. The river weeds wade smoothly against the tranquil stream, water that courses through the many swamplands and wetlands alike. Several caravans situated outside the front gates of the settlement Everfree City is seen from the ending route of one.
Whilst the process of mitigating the influx of goods and their proprietary assets were underway. A bellow of trumpets sounded, a sign a known figure is making their way into the gate of Everfree City. A unicorn stallion, a plain white coat and copper blue mane, a cloak fastened onto his shoulders. His flank mark the glistened wear of silver eyeglasses.
"Silver Fleece. hath the travels persisted well?" announced the guard stationed, "Weary am not, hath council and princesses begun thein court?" Inquired Sir Fleece." It hasn't, Sir Fleece" Silver relieved, began making way through the guard posts.
"I must make haste." said Silver Fleece.
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After washing myself off, I headed towards the locker rooms. Latched a cloak and a top hat as wear, to be presentable when greeting passersby. Exiting the main premise, eager to use the newly-established train services for the very first time, outside testing. Using services made from mine own contributions had always excite me, primarily due to the praises said, I passively receive. From those using the services, its palpable when one is unaware of whom he ,or she spoke to/around.
Arriving to the train station which is merely a platform with a ticket booth, there were apparent signs of traffic. A family of several clumped together to enter one of the carriages, one may be able to seat upwards to 18 passengers. They had satchels of seeds, seasonings latched on their bags, quite peculiar. Nonetheless, I arrived to the booth, seeking to purchase a ticket for the morning ride to Everfree City.
"G' Morning Sir? What is your name, and what destination are you heading to?" the young mare inquired, with a smile. "Concrete Lime. Everfree City, please" a straight face I donned, a facade. Without however, for truth I grin for when the mare likewise understood my credibility.
"Concrete... Concrete Lime?!" exclaim the young mare, a tone tad too concerning, but expected. My mentions are named however, my image is not public. This is to ensure I do not receive unwanted attention.
The noise had caused someponies to swerve their heads to the origin of the spoken statement.
Noticing the sudden increasing attention garnered, "Calm yourself ma'am" interjecting to relieve herself, the surprise.
"My apologies... sir..." hesitant on how to address me, "You may call me Sir Lime as that would suffice. Could I may acquire the general fare?" whispering sternly, a soft tone delivered.
"Of course Sir Lime. Here's your ticket, have a pleasant ride Sir Lime" in a quick succession said.
"Missus Faire" glancing at her woven name sketch, "Next time, no need be nervous. You are free to express on how to address me, as long if its not disruptive" advised I.
"I'll do well to not disappoint, Sir Lime" Faire spoke, nerves significantly lessen.
"I do not doubt your effort, Missus Faire." with that I took the ticket from her hoof, and headed to the waiting platform.
The train conductor motioning the train departure coming near. I aboard the train carriage and headed towards the seating inscribed on the ticket, the seat sighted. I sat obliged to take a gander at the windowsill to rest my head, for the ride may take some time before arrival.
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Outside, a small number of ponies mainly consisting of crafts-ponies, consultants in finance & construction.
Alcom Press, Roll, and Concrete began heading towards the courtyard before the castle gate. Notifying the adjacent guard regarding our team's attention, shortly afterward we were let in.
Passing, we were led towards the waiting area. Prior which hosted the Offering Day yester-week. Rows and rows of seating sections sprawled across the area, "Alcom. I need you to tell the team to standby, alright!" , "Will do sir Lime."
I gestured to Roll to come up alongside as we approach the mare receptionist.
"Good Afternoon miss, may I inspect the available time slot for the court session", the mare looked up from her inspections of scrolls, eyeing Roll and Concrete. "Sir Lime, you already have a booked court session" an expressionless gaze accompanied her comment, "And Ma'am when is that coming about?" Roll wishing to know when's the time.
"Now"
"Pardon? what do you mean 'no --" The grandiose doors swung open, revealing both Solar & Lunar guards side-by-side. "You may now enter. Guards!" The guards swiftly moved about around me, my team and papers.
The gate doors swerved inwards, revealing a group of ponies that had collapsed on one another from the express guidance of the guards beside them. As the ponies repositioned themselves to better make sense of their surroundings, a firm series of thuds and cleared throats presented themselves. The Princesses and Council was afront around a shoe hoof shaped table with the disorientated ponies beforehand placed in the middle of it.
"The morning grazes our plains, Princess Celestia! The lunar stars graze our skies, Princess Luna!" I announces, to them nod my greetings. "The knowledge embodies magic, Starswirl! The book's guide the scholar, Clover!", thein too nod. "We have come to present--", "We know of your case, Concrete Lime! We only need your reason why? Concrete Lime." Princess Celestia, Luna synced said, the words reverberates the space within. Slightly taken aback by the immensity of said sayings.
"Concrete Lime, there comes a time where your needs are met, your nations needs are dealt. The Offering you've received can, and will be transferred to else's able!" Starswirl commandeers, "Indeed, would thou be foolish Concrete Lime, to overestimate your appointment has compared our nation's goal!" Princess Luna added.
"Would thee subject Concrete Lime enlightened to us why such a change is needed?" questioned Princess Celestia, "The change is permissible by Equestrian Law, quote; an Offering is made, can be change only with the resign of the offered", Roll straightened, continuing "As such only the recipient Offering may absolved their choice!"
"However, you expunged a detail crucial, Roll! The provider is equal in their will to, otherwise absolve recipient choice!" countered Clover. The law states that to be in truth. As well, the reveal has made my situation a fickle. "Then what decision you conclude Concrete?", Starswirl added, a stoic expression he wore.
Shuddering from the gazes pointed towards me. I trot a few steps front, breathing in and said, "It is in my jurisdiction... Right! to subside, to do the nation's bid, or my recipient's needs" pausing for any additions appoint by any, when none came. I continued, "I hereby choose the third! --", "There is none--", "Silence!" bellowed Princess Celestia, silencing Luna's rejection. Backing down, leered towards me, and my team.
Princess Luna retreated to the side of Starswirl, whilst Princess Celestia met my recoiled pace, a few steps forward she did. "If that is your choice! than the choice is decided. However!, You and House Plymouth will be relegated to consult, and that.. is.. Final!!"
A royal voice it was indeed, my companions heads down whilst mine frozen. Focused is my gaze to the glare that us Celestia's own.