So she’d been a little surprised when Lightning Dust informed her of the pony that would be joining them. Not the mayor as she’d first thought, but his wife. Sunkiss Sheen was going to be the liaison between the ponies of Motherlode and the humans of Othar, and that would begin with meeting the princess. “I am sorry we have to talk this way,” Olivia said, nodding as politely as she could. She’d been an officer a long time—dealing with VIPs wasn’t that strange to her. “I am not very good with your language. Our princess is much better.”