        “Sun first, then I will explain,” Celestia muttered, as she turned to the balcony.  Luna’s ears flattened.  Celestia was almost never that short, unless something were happening that threatened her herd.  With a worried expression, Luna followed Celestia onto the balcony.  She was not as good at hiding her expressions as Celestia, and hoped that nopony saw her concerned face as the sun broke the horizon.  