Of course I'm taking her to mylittlejamjar - was there ever any doubt? (Lunaverse AU)

[meltsicecastles]

I demand an explanation for the username you have given me, Mundane.

I am Dame Trixie Lulamoon, the living embodiment of the principle that Friendship is Magic and Knight of Princess Luna's Night Court. A Night Court that, through my quick thinking, a tiny bit of help from my friends, and yards upon yards of rope given to Equestria's enemies, I have exposed for the morass of corruption that it is. Well, was before I reminded Luna that doing her job isn't diving into the sun with power, anyway.

I saved Ponyville from an Ursa Minor, Twilight being Twilight, the Curse of Saturnalia, parasprites, the Apple Trust being tres stupide during a famine, the Night Court being the Night Court, and - oh yes - CORONA. TWICE. My legerdemain, illusions, slight of hand and showmareship are second to none. I taught Dinky Doo magic and my teachings with some small help from Twilight are responsible for at least two young ones getting their Cutie Marks.

BUT YOU MELT ONE ICE CASTLE...

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[defrostingicequeen]

[Elsa is clearly very uneasy with this, hands folded in her lap and sitting as far away from the...unicorn? as possible.]

Human. And it's quite all right. You could say I have my own experiences with...courtly mishaps.

[meltsicecastles]

I will be sure to tell Lyra that's the proper name for it, mon ami.

I don't know about your own, but my Night Court was bribes all the way down. I can't believe I ever had ambitions of joining those... utter, grasping foals.

You're better off with friends than power. Not to say I don't enjoy both, madame...?

[defrostingicequeen]

Queen Elsa of Arendelle.

[Someone has more power than friends...though she wouldn't disagree with the principle.]

And yourself?

[meltsicecastles]

Dame Trixie, Representative of the Night Court to Ponyville, your Majesty.

(This is accompanied by a low, sweeping bow with her pointy wizard hat used for a flourish.)

[defrostingicequeen]

It's a pleasure. [Elsa nods in response, looking faintly bemused. This is her life.]