Prince Lune spent his time looking at the other ponies in their gala girly gunk outfits and their high tops in the windows while eve stayed outside the court garden yard, while he stayed in a very dark “formal” clothing which was moon styled. He sighed as his ears flattened as well as his wings noticing his “Dance” was late..late than for a coincidence. Feeling his anger spike up his horn commanded magic by itself crushing an apple. His hoof tapped the stone edges of the fountain in slight irritation as he mumbled mocking.

“..grand galloping gala ohh…what an amazing little EVENT…” he sighed before looking up at the statue that was made to look like nightmare moon. What he was about a year ago as he sighed and spoke to a statue. “I hate you.