“Your Majesty, please, do not think of it like that.” The two of them look at you, and when you meet Cadance’s eyes for a brief moment, you’re buoyed by a burst of conviction. “He still must learn what it means to be a stallion, here. He misses some pieces of that puzzle, cannot see the full picture. He will not learn if not taught, and Her Majesty’s exile has rendered her out of practice, on a subject where Her Highness may fare even worse. Your Majesty must act soon, before he believes his learning concluded. Become a teacher once again.”