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Part 5 of a series. Click here for the synopsis, or start from the beginning here .

I owe you an apology, my sister. I fear I have made a grave misjudgement.

But strangely, I find myself on this occasion relieved that you are not here. I can just imagine the gleeful smirk on your face had you seen the fool I made of myself yesterday.

I have spent most of the last three weeks in the company of a unicorn diplomat called Paris while drafting a treaty on intertribal land-use. This isn't in itself unusual, as you know, but oddly I grew rather attached to his company during that time. Then yesterday, on our last day working together, I ended up asking him to join me in my chambers for a private dinner.

I immediately regretted asking, as I had no idea what I expected to happen. My nature precludes any form of romantic relationships after all, and I am certain that neither of us saw the other in that way. So I was surprised when he actually accepted the invitation.

I think he was just trying to help me. He must have noticed that something was off when I asked him, and he decided to try and work out what the problem was instead of ignoring it. I must say, I can see why he became a diplomat.

We spent the evening talking about many things, but mostly we talked about you. I wish it had happened in a less uncomfortable manner, but I needed that conversation. It helped me to see what it was I had been missing.

In a very real way you are part of me, as I am a part of you, and I was more dependent than I had appreciated on the constant companionship you used to give me. Writing these letters is a meagre substitute, but the connection it gave me to you was a helpful outlet for my feelings.

Unfortunately I didn't realise how important the connection was until after I made the decision to break it. After taking that outlet from myself I unconsciously began to seek it elsewhere, and ended up imposing myself on Paris. Fortunately it went a lot better than it might have, and Paris and I are likely to remain good friends.

Hopefully I can learn something from this experience. I know my own needs better now, and may be able to find a way to provide for them. I am considering taking up another post in addition to my royal duties as a way to get more day-to-day interaction with other ponies. Perhaps I will start tutoring at the university, or at the school for gifted unicorns.

But whatever I choose to do I want to be clear that this is not an attempt to replace you. It was foolish of me to think that I didn't need you, and I intend to never make that mistake again. I will always keep you in my heart, and I promise that this will not be the last time you hear from me.

Once more looking forward to seeing you again,
Celestia

Letters to the Moon
The story of Luna's thousand years of exile as seen through the eyes of her sister, Celestia.

[Synopsis]
[Part 1]
[Part 2]
[Part 3]
[Part 4]
Part 5 (here)
[Part 6]
[Part 7]
[Part 8]
[Part 9]
[Part 10]

Description
Part 5 of a series. Click here for the synopsis, or start from the beginning here .

I owe you an apology, my sister. I fear I have made a grave misjudgement.

But strangely, I find myself on this occasion relieved that you are not here. I can just imagine the gleeful smirk on your face had you seen the fool I made of myself yesterday.

I have spent most of the last three weeks in the company of a unicorn diplomat called Paris while drafting a treaty on intertribal land-use. This isn't in itself unusual, as you know, but oddly I grew rather attached to his company during that time. Then yesterday, on our last day working together, I ended up asking him to join me in my chambers for a private dinner.

I immediately regretted asking, as I had no idea what I expected to happen. My nature precludes any form of romantic relationships after all, and I am certain that neither of us saw the other in that way. So I was surprised when he actually accepted the invitation.

I think he was just trying to help me. He must have noticed that something was off when I asked him, and he decided to try and work out what the problem was instead of ignoring it. I must say, I can see why he became a diplomat.

We spent the evening talking about many things, but mostly we talked about you. I wish it had happened in a less uncomfortable manner, but I needed that conversation. It helped me to see what it was I had been missing.

In a very real way you are part of me, as I am a part of you, and I was more dependent than I had appreciated on the constant companionship you used to give me. Writing these letters is a meagre substitute, but the connection it gave me to you was a helpful outlet for my feelings.

Unfortunately I didn't realise how important the connection was until after I made the decision to break it. After taking that outlet from myself I unconsciously began to seek it elsewhere, and ended up imposing myself on Paris. Fortunately it went a lot better than it might have, and Paris and I are likely to remain good friends.

Hopefully I can learn something from this experience. I know my own needs better now, and may be able to find a way to provide for them. I am considering taking up another post in addition to my royal duties as a way to get more day-to-day interaction with other ponies. Perhaps I will start tutoring at the university, or at the school for gifted unicorns.

But whatever I choose to do I want to be clear that this is not an attempt to replace you. It was foolish of me to think that I didn't need you, and I intend to never make that mistake again. I will always keep you in my heart, and I promise that this will not be the last time you hear from me.

Once more looking forward to seeing you again,
Celestia

Letters to the Moon
The story of Luna's thousand years of exile as seen through the eyes of her sister, Celestia.

[Synopsis]
[Part 1]
[Part 2]
[Part 3]
[Part 4]
Part 5 (here)
[Part 6]
[Part 7]
[Part 8]
[Part 9]
[Part 10]