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Anon: "A bath? Well, the filly with me has been through a lot on her way here, and got scratched up fairly bad. Would you be able to have her fully cleaned up and have her wounds treated?"
>Meagan smiles and nods
Meagan: "Of course! This can absolutely be done for the little rascal. That can be done right now. Anything else?"
Anon: "Nothing comes to mind immediately."
>She nods
Meagan: "Alright. By the time she is done, I promise you, she won't even be the same color."
>She calls to the closest maid to start a bath for the filly, then looks around at the dining hall
Meagan: "I assume all of you have started thinking about your vote. I want them all deposited in the throne room by midnight tonight. If you have difficulties with reading or writing, I will have a pony assist you in getting it written. We have to keep things speedy for our wonderous guest, SO NO, DO NOT WAIT UNTIL MIDNIGHT!"
>She hastily puts back on her calm façade
Meagan: "You are dismissed."
>There's a scrambling in the room
>Though many of the ponies were looking <pic related> until just now, the queen is taken seriously enough for them to scatter
>She turns to you
Meagan: "You are free to do whatever you please as this happens Mr....."
>The calm façade fades again as she gets flustered
Anon: "Call me Anon."
Meagan: "Aaron."
whispers: "His name is Aaron?"
whispers: "Shh!"
whispers: "I think it's a wonderful name."
>Dandelion is escorted out of the room
>Besides the birds, the room is now mostly empty of life
>Being small creatures with less blood, whatever was in the brownies has caused them to relax way more than the ponies got
>Meagan sighs