“I’m… not sure,” Lucky admitted. “The letter is… political nonsense. Kinda what I thought I’d get. Obviously, ponies don’t want anyone asking this kind of question, and she was nice about telling me.” But then there were the tickets. How would Lucky “discover anything of interest” if the entire field was essentially forbidden? How could she possibly track something down the scholar princess had missed? She didn’t know the answer to that, but something about the letter just didn’t sit right with her.