“Then…” she said. If it wasn't the crown it sought, then it had to be the other object of her greed. At once, she wondered what it was about it this thing could desire. She thought about looking into the mirror above the long cold fireplace in her darkened chambers but knew better than to look the tempter in the eye. Then she wondered: did she particularly care? If she could get what it desired, perhaps... She looked down at her hooves for a moment. “What is it you’re offering in return?”