Had it not been for Cadence, her consort, and his mage sister, the now ascended princess Twilight, he would rule them once again, and heaven alone knew what would have become of them had he regained the crystal heart. That had not occurred; they were spared slavery and death and once more given freedom over their own lives. Their capital, now little more than a lone city state in a frozen wasteland that was only now slowly giving way to pony magic, shone once more with vibrance and life. Their beloved princess sat atop her throne, and the Crystal Heart beat from the very center of the Empire where it rightfully should.