With more of these thoughts bombarding Twilight Sparkle from within, she almost failed to notice that she crossed the large doorway of the Friendship castle, the coolness of the inside clashing with the hot late afternoon air of the outside world. By the end of the entry parlor, between two grand staircases, was a circular room the princess wasn’t unfamiliar with, its two doors wide open. Inside, a scene in plain view caught her undivided attention: A little ghostly orb above a protruded disc, surrounded by half a dozen chairs.