The prince was despondent as he trotted through the muck and mire of the festival. Cloud had went on ahead to make arrangements for the tent. Lucky stallion she got stuck babysitting. You'd think two months of royal guard training, the system of which was currently under review as nopony like Blueblood should have been able to survive let alone pass the trials, would have conditioned the good prince to the harsh realities of getting one's hooves dirty. Nope.