“Of course,” Chrysalis scoffed, a hoof going over her chest. “I’m Queen of the Changelings, powerful even when I’ve not been feasting on love.” She lowered the hoof, a glance going to the main doors. “My scholars do help a bit of course, but they lack my royal stamina and ability and so require a break and rest.” A pulse of extra energy surged through her horn to travel up to the crystal, the Queen’s smile widening at the boast. “Fear not, those moron Equestrians will fly right past us without a clue.” 