“Nay. We shall not have time. We shall be on the eastern balcony, studying Equestrian common law until it it time for us to raise the moon.” Luna walked back into her room, bowing her head as always when she caught sight of her father’s sword. It hung reverently on the wall behind her desk, where she would catch sight of it every time she stepped into her room. Although she had imagined it lost or destroyed centuries ago, shortly after her return it had mysteriously been returned to her by one of her thestrals.