On top of that, she had to deal with Beatrix. It was tempting to leave her until after the trial, but that would turn into another delay, and then another, and soon enough months would have passed, with the showmare still sleeping in her bed, the spell keeping her in a near-comatose state as the months and years and decades flew by. Had that been her goal, she might as well have turned the unicorn to stone and placed her on a plinth in the statue garden, maybe right next to Discord. No doubt the pair would get along well.