"If you'll forgive my vanity -- I'll never betray a chance to show it off. It's an unfortunate thing; viewing the Gardens is an act usually relegated to myself, my Sister, and the Gardeners. Most of the foreign delegation or nobles don't much care for it beyond taking our Gardeners ideas, and the guard want the hedges cut short so they can see over them." Celestia explains, gesturing with her wing as she walls slightly ahead of us. Dinky is slumped over on Tia's back, deep in the food-coma, little hooves kicking occasionally. 