Somehow, the Princess seemed to diminish, and with Her, all the extraordinary brilliance of the world. Honour was back in simple, ordinary Equestria, sitting on the grass of the Royal Eastern Cottage Racetrack, on a warm morning in late spring. She was in the presence of the two Sovereigns of the realm, but Her Majesty's peaceful smile was simple and unassuming once more, no longer hitched to an overpowering Presence.