The dungeon was a place rarely traveled by any other than guards or inmates, and it had seen its fair share of both.  Although it was never an official prison, it did prove useful from time to time.  Celestia entered the building and was surprised by the number of guards Luna managed to marshal on such short notice.  At least six soldiers guarded every door, and a constant rotation of patrols roamed the hallways.  They rushed out of Celestia’s path as she approached, lowering their heads in reverence until she passed.  