"Hmm, I forgot the heptarchy had given you your old title and prerogatives back. Good to hear. May I speak with her?" Luna's ears perked up, for she did not like the sudden change into Celestia’s calm, court voice. That meant that it would be impolitic to refuse her, to say the least. Luna knew what that meant if it was some dignitary or a noble, or even a commoner who would have refused her. Celestia had never used it on her before, and she didn't know what it would mean. That, frankly, worried her more.