Melody was fairly certain some kind of nepotism must’ve been involved in getting her such well-appointed quarters. But no matter how many times she asked, Lucky insisted that she hadn’t said a thing to Forerunner or the natives of Motherlode. “Our princess has been good to us so far,” Mayor Pyrite had said. “The ponies want to show their appreciation. Can you blame them? If I’ve learned nothing living with earth ponies as long as I have, it’s not to refuse a gift that’s freely given. They knew the work they were doing going into it. Just be gracious.”