“Getting it to open was a remarkable feat from a pony,” Pharynx admitted, though there was a grumble in his tone as he said it. He didn’t want to admit it. “But you did miss an important detail. The guards patrolling outside might not have seen you go in, but they saw you pass by, and then the shift on the other side never saw you emerge. If you were already the target of intense scrutiny, well… let’s just say that you were noticed. And I’ve taken steps to ensure that I would get that information before anypony else. It doesn’t matter what skin they wear—every soldier in this castle remembers why they’re still alive today. They follow my commands when it comes to keeping us safe. However much of their private time they waste doing crafts and speaking with Thorax’s counselors.”