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Cressida felt her cheeks heat up and covered her face with her mane quietly. “The last time I was at Canterlot was when I was a foal.. it’s kind of hard to remember the way.”

Fate noticed her back up against the tree and raised a brow as his tail swayed slightly. “What are you doing?”