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The Night Courts of Canterlot were an unusual place indeed. These proceedings were more subdued, calm, and held a certain peacefulness that made Stormstride feel more at ease. Though given her escort, the minor noble was likely one of the few ponies feeling at ease. Nobility often had their own private honor guard, which was nothing new. What did appear to be new was the fact that Stormstride's Honor Guard were wearing armor made of a black, non-reflective metal, and adorned with antlers, horns, and what looked likes claws and fangs of dangerous and wild beasts. There were even a few dragon claws attached to the helm of what was her captain. They were quiet, but their faces were hidden behind full helmets, their full bodies covered in chainmail, furs, pelts, leathers, and plated armor that made them look like walking amalgamations of monstrous magically crafted metal golems and wild animals combined. Clashing with that was the mare herself, in a simple white satin toga and golden crown made in the shape of lightning. Maretonian nobility by style and design, and the way she carried herself as well denoted that same are that Maretonian Unicorns carried. The self importance and pompousness many of them had was there, but to a much less degree. The only thing about her that stood out as strange were the shoes on her hooves. One could see the gleaming silver metal, and the mounting screws driven into her hooves, permanently mounting those shoes to her. On her neck hung a simple silver charm, cast with the family crest of her house. The mare's emerald green eyes stood apart from her mottled gray and dark gray mane. The silvery streaks blending in her mane twisted with the dark rolling grays, creating the look that her mane, tail and coat were made of rolling storm clouds, and beset with two gems for eyes. The deep and long scars on her chest, left cheek, and left front leg were visible. This mare was no stranger to combat. However it seemed she came not to pick a fight. Instead when it was her turn to speak she came forward, produced a scroll with her credential and then spoke in a tone of both respect and dignity. "Your highness, Princess Luna. I have come before you to request your advice and assistance on a matter dear to my family and our home. As many here are aware, I, Stormstride Cloud am not within good standing within Equestria. That being said, I hope that that will not taint the request I wish to place before you. My daughter has..." She paused, to glance around as if checking to see who was watching before continuing. "My daughter has stopped dreaming. In fact she has not had a dream in many years. I have tried my own magic to help, and sought the help of others in my own lands. However, this is something that we can not understand, nor can we treat. This lack of dreams has brought my daughter a lot of anguish as of late. She is of the age she wants to attend a more focused school. Centering around her talent in cooking. She has several selected here in Equestria and a few in Maretonia. But she has become depressed because she is very different." Stormstride took a step closer, and spoke in a whisper, "Please. I know Your sister loaths ponies like myself, but do not hold it against a filly barely out of her foalhood years. She's already deaf. She shouldn't have to suffer this too." Despite the looks and jeers of a few of the Canterlot nobility that knew of Stormstride's reputation and her previous deeds or misdeeds as they would refer to them, the mare before Luna was sincere in her request. She did not make a show, but she was almost begging for help. This was in honesty a mother seeking help for their child. And so it seemed Stormstride had no other choice but to come to Equestria to seek help.
Thunderbuck had taken his cart into town now. His niece peeking out of the open window up front. She was calm, watching the various other ponies walk past. Buck pulled the cart alone, his magic making it lighter and rolling on its own. As he came to an empty spot, he parked the cart and unhitched himself. CaramelCream busied herself inside with finding a few things. The coin case they used to collect anything the ponies offered. her basket, which she normally sold backed goods from. Though at the moment it was empty. She looked around and spotted the coin pouch Buck had for buying supplies. Picking it up in her magic she pulled her basket in her teeth and slipped out the back. She was headed for the town center. She was intent on buying supplies for the two of them for a few days. She wondered how successful her uncle would be here. This town didnt seem to have any performers standing around yet. But maybe they came at a different time of day. If that was the case, uncle Buck would have the town to himself for at least a little while. Thunderbuck was in the cart, looking at the by laws of Ponyville, He had left the side windows open in the event some pony wandered up. he did offer instrument repair as well as street music. The posters on the side listed his prices. As he was looking over the laws to see if he needed a license to perform here in Ponyville, he paused to look up toward where Caramel was walking. This town was peaceful and the foal was old enough to use her magic if she needed. He had taught her how to teleport if she needed it. But it was just one of the few spells she had. She was learning the lightning magic that was common to their family. At least she need not worry about bullies with that in her saddle bags.