In the basement of the Imperial Palace, there were two people: a red-haired tomboy and a calm young woman. The red-haired tomboy was Kallen Kozuki herself, the famous ace of the "Order of the Black Knights," now enslaved and doomed. She was on all fours on the ground, making her breasts appear enormous in the tight red suit she wore as a pilot, and her butt protruded noticeably. The woman standing nearby, Cecile, Count Lloyd's assistant, stroked Kallen's head and smiled.

Cecile: "I have good news for you. Not only have you been pardoned from execution, but you've even been given the status of personal pony to one of Emperor Charles's children. Can you imagine? Not every child of nobility is granted such a position..."

Kallen: "Holy shit... yeah... I'm 'so glad'... Go fuck yourself."

It was clear that Kallen was being ironic... she hated her new life, but she knew she couldn't resist—it could make things worse for her comrades. So she simply lowered her head. Cecile, however, smiled and patted Kallen on the butt.

Cecile: "You don't understand what a great honor you've been given. But first, I need to prepare you. I'll be the first to ride oh you in and teach you everything - how to react to a crop, how to carry a rider, how to follow commands like a good pony..."

Cecile smiled sincerely. She was genuinely happy for Kallen. After all, it truly was a great honor. Especially since, in theory, Kallen should have been executed. Cecile stepped away and returned with a riding crop. She lightly tapped Kallen's bottom twice with the riding crop.

Cecile: "Look, this means you have to start crawling... got it? However, until someone saddle you, there is no need to crawl."

Kallen sighed with displeasure. However, she didn't want to argue, not wanting to take any risks, so she nodded.

Kallen: "There's no way I'm going to let you ride me... I'm supposed to be some emperor's offspring's pony, right? Then let him ride me if he's tired of living!"