“It doesn’t matter, I shouldn’t have said those things I did about the ponies. They were your family, they raised you, I was in the wrong back then,” she said. She took off the bandages about her face revealing how far the candle curse had caused her scales to fall off, being the closest to the blood sceptre and among the youngest of the bloodline had made her symptoms worse than even the youngest hatchlings. Thankfully, none of them had succumb, and were well on their way to mending. But Ember had suffered greatly for her closeness to the sceptre.