A hundred centuries before the incident in Equestria, when he would be called the tyrant ruler of the Crystal Empire, Sombra was the good king of Mirror Equestria. a kingdom of bright colors, fairy rivers and wonderful creatures, of course, and alicorns. that period of history, when there was no trace of any evil. no evil in him either. back then, Sombra still had a neatly styled mane and a tail with blue veins. the horn was one-colored and divided by rings, like other unicorns, the pupils were not red at all, and back then - green. green ... the same shade as the meadows where she loved to walk with him, forgetting about reality. the same shade of green as the ribbon with which she tied her braid from her mane. the same shade of green as the cream on the muffins that she loved to eat late at night with her tea, not caring about her own figure, which was for him - that very ideal.

-Celestia, please forgive me for being late. I tried not to rush, afraid to drop the box...

The hooves quietly clicked on the marble tiles, leaving behind small silver sparkles, which King Sombra quickly swept aside with his tail, wanting to quickly go down the stairs to the outdoor gazebo with a table, where a snow-white pony with iridescent hair that sparkled charmingly in the moonlight was already waiting for him. Turquoise, crimson and blue strands of the mane fluttered even in a loosely braided braid, which, as always, was secured with a green ribbon bow. the approaching man gradually began to lower his head, pressing his ears to his head, in order to greet the lady of his heart more politely, having first placed a box of sweet cupcakes on the table.

this refined, graceful princess, it seems, is completely flawless. a wise, truly smart pony, with a hint of playfulness. ohh... well, maybe a little playful. but does it spoil a woman? on the contrary, it only decorates.

-don't apologize, my dear... after all, we wouldn't want you to pierce all the cupcakes with your horn while falling.