Blueblood walked around the hearts and hoofs party in Canterlot’s garden. He could observe various mares fawning him in the distance yet none from noble origin deserving his attention. Then Blueblood noticed two fine mares approaching, they were lady Pearl, a cream colored mare daughter of the finest jeweler in Canterlot and lady Fine Wine, a purple unicorn owner of the farm and refinery of the best wine. Blueblood turned his most charming smile then elegantly greeted the mares “Good evening lady Pearl and lady Fine Wine, is the party to your liking?” “Splendid, lord Blueblood. This evening couldn’t be better to an evening gathering” politely answered the cream mare while giving a seductive look at Blueblood “Lovely party my lord. Would you like a glass of wine? I brought a personal favorite from my refinery collection “ the purple mare offered one glass “Thank you my lady” the white unicorn took a sip from the golden liquid “What a divine taste, lady Fine Wine” praised Blueblood flustering the purple mare “Thank you my lord. We are enormously rigid with the quality of the wine…” Fine Wine started to explain the process of making wine while Pearl listened interested and Blueblood zoned out the boring explanation. The white unicorn nodded his head at the right moments yet his attention was somewhere else looking around the garden’s bellow. “Lord Blueblood would you perhaps appreciate a visit to the refinery?” asked the purple unicorn bring out the stallion out of his day dream “I would ne hono….” Blueblood froze mid fraise. Bellow in the gardens he could see the unicorn Fancy Pants but no it wasn’t he whom got the prince’s attention. The small white filly running through the garden with a red heart shaped card. It was Vogue, his daughter with Fluer de Lis. Blueblouod observed as the filly hugged Fancy Pants and gave him her card. He couldn’t listen to them but the unicorn could see the love Vogue has for her adoptive father and the reverse. Blueblood felt a little pang in his heart, was he getting sick? No… the more he saw Fancy Pants with Vogue, the more his heart hurt in his chest. Blueblood thought about all the sons and daughters he rejected for not being convenient, the last one what was his name? Moony? No, Dança Luna? Something with Moon and dance… Not important, it wasn’t convenient, Blueblood knew he must find a mare of noble origin like him otherwise the scandal could kill his image and reputation. Yet looking at the innocent true love between filly and unicorn, Blueblood couldn’t deny he was jealous of Fancy Pants for having such gift. The unicorn knew he couldn’t just assume the filly as his, think about the scandal but Blueblood couldn’t smash his desire to be part of this filly life, to be someone special and dear to her. The unicorn would think about it latter tough, he zoned out enough and left his party company feeling nervous and uncomfortable “Pardon me, ladys, I may be not feeling well. Would you go along with me to the refreshments and appetizers?” the white unicorn turned away from the garden and the lovely interaction bellow, god Blueblood needs a drink, a strong drink to drown this feeling of guilt and longing before it ruined him, perhaps expending the night with the two mares to forget his loneliness.%%~~That’s my entry for the great Lopoddity PMOL contest, hope you like it