Daniel spotted a guide leading a group of human tourists through the streets. He could see the flashes of their disposable cameras like miniature lightning bolts, hear them oohing and ahhing at things he saw every day. As far as Daniel was concerned, they were wasting their money. Crown Jewel of Equestria his hairy human ass.The fancy architecture was just a facade; gold leaf over a dead rat. Behind it was a hive of bureaucracy, corruption, and snobbery. About half the ponies on the Council were grade A hypocrites, and most of the so-called nobles, with a few noteworthy exceptions, treated everypony they met as either a potential rival or ambulatory pond scum. As far as he was concerned, the only good thing about the place was that it was home to the Princesses. That, and her…