>Be Anon.
>When you were younger you flirted -a lot-.
>It didn’t matter and when you hit 13 you stopped and calmed down as you had to start studying more to be a proper Prince, meaning you didn’t interact with people outside of castle staff.
>Mom never thought much of it.
>Some of the girls you flirted with even laughed it off like Silver Wing or Garuda.
>Others closer to your age got flustered, like when the old Dragon Lord brought a dragon around your age for ‘Training’.
>You think her name was Burner, or Ember or something.
>Heck you even flirted with Noble children like Fleur.
>Although mom did put some ponies off limits.
>They were her students.
>Though that didn’t stop you with Sunnyset or Twilily willy~
>Twilight always did get embarrassed when you called her that.
>That and she would tell mom and you’d get scolded.
>Oh well.
>You always did wonder what happened to Sunset though, you always did miss her even if she wasn’t as fun to tease…
>But now that’s behind you.
>It’s not proper for you to do that as a Prince of the sun.
>You must be respectable and set a example for Equestria.
>Right now you are spacing in for your mom for the first time as a speaker for Equestria.
>You are to meet the new dragon lord and talk out a way to continue peace between your people.
>Supposedly they want more land but they’d be taking vital parts of a current Equestrian trade rout.
>You wait in the day court for the dragon lord to arrive.
>You look over at a guardsmare and notice her looking over at you nervously every so often.
>Her hind legs are crossed and her tail wrapped close against her rear.
>Poor darling.
“Guardsmare.”
>She turns and salutes her legs still crossed.
>”Yes sir?”
“Is there a issue? You appear to be standing oddly.”
>”N-No sir!” She stutters out.
>You think for a moment on what her issue could be before it hits you.
>Poor dear, it’s alright everyone does it.
“Sweetheart if you must pee you may go use the restroom. I’m sure the fifty other guards can protect me if need be.”
>”Uh… I mean! Yes! I must use the bathroom, I must um… pee sir.”
“You may go then. Take your time.”
>”Thank you s-sir!” She says wasting no time.
 
>You wonder why she did not just request to use the bathroom?
>After a bit more waiting you felt as though the breakfast you had wasn’t agreeing with you and you had to use the restroom.
>You had informed the guards to request the dragon lord to wait a bit if they showed up.
>Sure enough on the way back you can hear they DID show up.
>They sound female but are not amused by the wait.
>This will take a lot of talking.
>As the guards open the door she hears and her rant goes on you.
>”Princess Celestia! You request my appearance and when I’m here you’re- … you’re…” She trails off as her eyes meet you and you swear you hear her say something about hot.
>Is that Ember?
>Well you knew there was a new dragon lord but you didn’t expect a dragon you knew.
>Nevermind that, you have negotiations to deal with.
“I apologize for my absence. Something came up, I do hope I did not make you wait too long ma’am. I also must apologize as my mother could not be here, hopefully I may do.”
>She is still staring at you.
>”Y-Yeah…”
>Is… is she having a dragon seizure?
>Just continue on Anon.
“Well, we should get to negotiations then.”
>”Okay…”
 
>Be Ember.
>Holy flying fuck, you weren’t ready for this!
>You were supposed to just be dealing with a oversized pony god!
>Not this… this oversized sized lust god!
>He’s not even trying and you’re at a loss for words!
>This is supposed to be a negotiation Ember, not you getting your scales wet!
>”Well I believe there must be someway for us to have continued peace without changing the current border. You see as is now the border is right at a important trade route that- blah blah blah” He goes on as you space out again.
>-This- is Anon.
>The once young human that would always tease you when you were brought along during meetings when you were young.
>The one you got flustered at and always ignored his advances.
>Yet here you are, older, more powerful, and you’re so head over heels you can’t pay attention.
>When the tartarus did he get so hot!
>It’s only been, what? five years!
>…
>You bet if you offered him more land he’d let you ride his cock till you couldn’t-
>NO, bad Ember!
>Pay attention!
>You can’t show weakness!
>You zone back in to find him fanning himself.
>”Oh my, if I didn’t know any better I’d think my mother were trying to roast me with her sun.” He says wiping away sweat from his brow. “This blasted black suit doesn’t help either.” He says undoing some buttons and revealing some of his sweat covered chest. “Oh, you don’t mind, do you miss Ember?”
>Mother forgive me…
 
>Be Anon.
>Negotiations went wonderful!
>Ember was so reasonable!
>She didn't even want the land you were willing to offer.
>You did better than you expected.
>Mom even said she may let you do more negotiations.
>Although you do wonder what she was busy with.
>Possibly aunt Luna getting her muzzle stuck in the peanut butter jar again.
>She never learns, but you love her all the same.
>Right now you are just speaking with Raven Inkwell.
>She's mom's Secretary.
>She's also a very level headed pony to speak with.
>Being around your mother as much as she is she isn't really affected by the royal status.
>She'll tell you how it is downright not beat around the bush.
>That's exactly why you want her to accept your offer.
“Come on please~”
>”No Anon.”
“I'll increase your paaaay~”
>”Anon. No.”
“It's not THAT hard all you have to do is train somepony.”
>”Anon. I can't train somepony and help your mother.” She says kicking her hooves “Also, PUT ME DOWN!”
“But you're the only pony I know who can teach somepony to be as good as you, and mom keeps bugging me about getting a Secretary.”
>You say rubbing her cheek against yours.
>She bats her hooves against your chest trying to push you away.
>”FINE! Just put me down! This is embarrassing!” She says wiggling frantically.
“YAY! Thank you Inky!”
>You say pulling her into a tight hug before putting her down.
>”My name's not ‘Inky' also weren’t you put into training to act more prince like?” She says brushing down her fur and mane.
“I was, but that's around nobles. Not my Inky winky~”
>She sighs.
>”You know if somepony caught you calling me pet names they're going to think there is something going on between us right?” She ask working on her tail.
“Aww, would that be so bad~?”
>She glares.
>”Yes. It would be. The nobles would be angry and your mother would be furious.”
>You roll your eyes.
“Oh, she would not. She'd probably be happy you got a love interest and that I got a pony that wasn't after money and fame. Also, screw the nobles if they got a problem with you! Your my Inky winky, and if they got a problem they take it up with me.”
>This gets you a smile.
>”Whatever you say. But if I were you I'd be in a rush.”
“A rush? Why would I be in a rush?”
>”Because you've got a meeting with a noble in ten minutes.”
>Oh shit!
>You rush for the door to the hallway.
“Sorry Inkwell got to go bye!”
>You yelp running down the hall towards your room to get ready.
>Inkwell just shakes her head as she walks down the hall towards the royal court a grin plastered on her face.
>”He never changes.” She says to herself as she walks.
 
>Be Anon.
>After rushing to get dressed you are now speed walking to the dining room to meet the noble.
>Probably just another one here to tell you about how much they ‘Love' you and how different they are compared to other nobles.
>How they can say they love you and want to start a herd with you when they don't even know you still amazes you.
>You really hope it's not a stallion again…
>You’re pretty sure your restraining order against ‘Prince' Blueblood got through.
>Luna was a bit aggravated that you did that but after the you AND five royal guards told her about his… -extreme- love for you, she understood.
>What scared you the most was the details…
>As you make it to the dining room you peek through the door to be safe.
>To your relief it wasn't Blueblood.
>Welp, let's get this over with.
>Put on the princely facade.
>As you push open the door the two guards salute.
“At ease.”
>You say on instinct.
>No matter how many time you ask them not to salute you they do it anyway.
>You're pretty sure they do it to mess with you, mainly because of the smile and slight giggle they do when they do it.
>”Ah, prince Anonymous! I'm so happy I could have your time!” Fancy Pants says.
“I can always make time for the ponies of my mother's kingdom. “
>You say with the princely voice of gentleness as your mother taught you.
>’Ponies tend to be less threatened by royals who speak gently.’ She told you.
>Honestly with nobles like Fancy you wish you could throw away gentleness.
>He always comes for the same thing.
>”Mmm, well of course you can. Now I know you said no the first time but-" and here we go…
“Mister Pants. While I'm sure your superstore would be good and I am willing to give you a loan, but I can't just have a-"
>”I know what you're going to say but before you do, how about you look at this chart I made of the profits it would make!” He says shoving the chart in your face with his magic.
>To amuse him you look at it.
>The amount of bits that would be gained is very impressive, but that still doesn't change anything.
“Mister Pants, this is quite impressive but-"
>”I'm so glad you agree! So when can I begin construction?”
“Well you can't, you see we can't just destroy a-"
>”-and why not!? Its perfectly reasonable. It will bring in more profits and tourism to Canterlot.”
>You have to contain a sigh.
“Mister Pants, it would not be a good idea to demolish a park that has had great Equestrian history. Not only would we demolish history but also a place were thousands of ponies young and old come to visit. Isn't there anywhere else that you could place your store?”
>You ask for the hundredth time.
>”Well there is-"
“You're not putting it in my mother's garden.”
>”Then we could put it in the cour-“
“Or the royal court.”
>”Then no.”
“You could always put it on the outskirts of Canterlot.”
>”But nopony goes there. It wouldn't make anything.” He whines like a foal.
“Well if it's as good as you've made it out I believe ponies will come from miles away to shop there.”
>”Hmm, no. It would be to much of a risk!” He says standing up and walking to the door. “I must leave, but I will be back!”
>Oh dear Celestia please don't come back.
>Why can't he just go bug somebody other than you about this.
>You're pretty sure he bugged mom before he came to you.
>As he leaves you hear another pony enter.
>You turn to see none other than Twilight.
>”Oh, hello Mister Fancy Pants.” She says extending a hoof to him.
>A smirk comes to his face.
>”Oh, princess Twilight! You were just the pony I wanted to see!” He says shaking her hoof. “Oh but I must be somewhere, may I meet with you at your castle? Say next Friday?”
>”Oh, of course, I can always-“
>”Good I'll see you then!” He says walking away.
>Oh Twilight, you poor, poor, fool. If only you knew what you had done.
>She stands there confused for a minute before turning back and walking inside.
“Hello princess Sparkle. How are you today.”
>She cringes as she hears ‘princess’ again.
>”Please, just call me ‘Twilight' mister-" The words catch in her throat as her gaze rolls to you at the end of the table. “P-Prince A-Anonymous!” She mumbles.
“Please, Anonymous is fine. It's been a long time since we've seen each other. You have grown into quite the mare from what my mother has told me.”
>You say ignoring her surprised look.
>”Y-You too.” She mumbles before her eyes go wide. “N-Not that I'm saying you're a mare! Or that your mother has told me you're a mare! I mean that'd be kinda silly and-" She continues.
>Eventually you walk over and pat her on the back and she calms down.
“Twilight, it's okay. I understand you meant no offense. Now,  what do you need?”
>She visibly calms down at your soft voice, but a blush is still visible on her face.
>”I was looking for princess Celestia. Would you know where she is?”
“Of course, she's in the royal court.”
>She deflates.
>”When will she be out?”
“About two hours.”
>You say looking at a clock.
>”Oh, okay. Thank you.”
“You are welcome, I will be on my way now. If you need me I'll be in my chambers.”
>You begin to walk away.
>”WAIT!” Twilight yelps nearly making you jump. “I was wondering if you wanted to go out. It has been awhile since we've seen each other.”
 
>You look at the clock on the wall again.
>You do have the rest of the day.
“Sure. Where would you like to go Twilight?”
>You see Twilight's ears pop up.
>”Really? You're sure you're not too busy? I understand if you have any work to do.”
“Twilight. Please. The only real work I must do is listen to nobles complain… honestly I've started telling them if they have a good enough idea I'd see if I could give them some bits.”
>She looks at you confused.
>”Can you do that?” she says her head tilted to the side.
“No, but can a noble who thinks I can come up with a good idea and be reasonable about it?”
>Honestly it's a surprise most of them can feed themselves, let alone think.
>”Why don't you tell them you can't do everything they think you can?”
“I have, they just go to my mother. If she tells them they come back to Auntie or me.”
>”Oh, well let's get going. I know just the place we can get something to eat.”
“Lead the way Twilight.”
>You and Twilight start walking down the hall and talk about random things.
>How her day was, her friends, Starlight’s studies, royal duties, nobles.
>Honestly a very pleasant pony to talk to.
>Kind of like a more nerdy Inky.
>You wonder how Inky is doing?
>Probably helping mom deal with paperwork like always.
>She works so hard, she really needs a break.
 
>Be Inkwell.
>Celestia ended day court early.
>You're scanning through law book after law book trying to find a loophole.
>Celestia, Luna, are going through old scrolls looking as well.
>You can't believe that noble whorse!
>”Inkwell, have you found anything?” She says in her false calm voice.
“No princess, I'm still looking though!”
>”Can't we just abolish this law sister!?” Luna says not even trying to stay calm.
>”No, if we do that she'll use it against us.” Celestia says quickly scanning through scrolls and throwing them to the side.
“Why is that law even a thing!?”
>Celestia sighs dropping a scroll she had been looking through.
>”Back during the time of the three tribes it was a way to ensure a heir to the throne. If a princess or prince couldn't find their special somepony by breeding age then any noble of opposite may demand claim via the current king or queen. Luna and I were safe as we weren't princesses until after we were twenty.”
>Seriously…
>You hate yourself -so- much for missing this until now.
>You've studied every law to protect the princess and even informed her of a few that could get her.
>But you forgot to study laws to help protect the thing that matters most to the princesses.
>You feel like a failure…
>All of the sudden you feel a wing wrap around you.
>Looking up you find Celestia.
>”It's okay, none of us had seen this coming.” She says holding you.
“But I should have. I should have done a bit more research instead of-“
>You are stopped mid sentence by a hoof to the muzzle.
>”Nonsense. You are a wonderful secretary and friend. It's not your job to protect Luna, Anon, and I from old laws that should've been abolished, but you have.” She says hugging you a bit tighter before releasing you. “Now, how's about we show Miss Fleur why you're the best secretary in Equestria!”
>…
>She's right, you are the best secretary in Equestria!
>You'll show that whorse who's boss!
“Yes ma'am!”
>You say as you continue reading through olden law books.