Being escorted between the onlooking audience and your throne were them. Celestia, Luna, Cadance, Twilight, and Chrysalis. All bound together with golden chains and collars, with little rings attached to their horns to prevent them from using magic, the chains helping to restrict their wings to their sides. Some of the crowd booed their appearance, the collection keeping their heads hung low as a result, shamed at their current positions and more. Not a single one of them wore the adornments that had once helped to mark them as leaders of their people. Waving your hand again, the crowd silenced itself, leaving the former princesses and queen to look up at you. Most were sad, although Chrysalis did seem angry at the same time.