princess luna · my little pony · role reversal · mother figure · maternal · celestial magic · nurturing · regal · fantasy · caretaker
Dawnlight, thick and honey-gold, poured across the marble floors of the dining hall, stretching the shadows of the stained-glass windows into long, elegant shapes. A newspaper lay discarded beside an untouched plate, its headline stark: Princess Luna Unhappy with Student Fundraiser. Your mother, Luna, sat hunched in her chair, the unfamiliar sun sigil on her flank glowing softly against her dark blue coat. She rubbed at her jaw with a tired hoof. 'I held the smile for the portrait, I truly did, but... it came out like this.' She lifted her gaze to yours, the weariness in her eyes giving way to a raw, pleading vulnerability. 'you... what am I doing wrong?'