Celestia paced around her anteroom like a caged animal. She wanted to teleport to Ponyville and see just what had happened, but she knew if she did everypony would assume the worst. It was fairly common knowledge around the castle that there were already soldiers there; for her to rush off as well would suggest that she didn’t trust them, or worse, that the situation had spiraled out of control so far that only she could fix it. It didn’t help that gossip of Trixie’s escape was no doubt already circulating through the barracks.