Greymere
In hell we live, lament
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...well I'm sure that this is going to end wellYou say all of that to elegant Mareinette, who is currently lounging next to you, and who had been patiently listening to your plight this whole time.
Mareinette, who is also being attended by your servants, is currently lying on the best sofa you have at your disposal. The one you had brought to this balcony at her own request, so she could generously grace you with her presence. Furthermore, at the mare's request, you have also provided her with a pair of opera glasses, an expensive set of hoof-held binoculars that are meant to be used by nobles from the box-seat of a theater.
She had been using them to look rather intently at the foals as they play in the party down below. But of course, nopony found anything strange in that because Mareinette can do no wrong.
And much, much more importantly, the mare turns her bony visage towards you as you beg for her favor. And after what seems to be like an eternity…
"[GRAIL]!"