Chest me friend. Your the key to all this.

Golden closed his eyes gently as he listened to Hugehearts story. As he spoke he could picture each place and pony that he discribed as if Hugeheart held up a picture for Golden to look at. When Hugeheart paused. Golden slowly opened his eyes and to his surprise the entire bar had turned, grown silent and was listening to Hugeheart tell his story. Golden chuckled as he saw all the ponies staring at Hugeheart.

"He asked her if she would explain herself or give him her name. She refused to keep herself safe. She could not risk being found out. For days sh was little more then a pirsoner till she agreed to speak to him. He would come each night to speak with her. He would tell him of myself and his people. He would tell of his adventures, but he refused to tell her his name til; she honored him with her's. For a month this went on till one day she spoke one word. "Niva." The colt was delighted to know and introduced himself as Cultured. From there they spend hours with each other, never speaking a word. It had became more of a game. Who could make the other speak more. In time there friendship grew to love." The scene of him laughing in the garden and running in the fields. A few pranks and some candle light dinners.

"One day he broguht her to the baloney to over look his castle and told her that he was to be married to a princess of another country, but he had fallen in love with her. He asked to let him fly away with her." As he spoke on you saw the bits of tears fall from her face as she hugged him and confessed back. She had never been happier. "She then confessed something to him. That she was that Princess." He grinned at the thought of his shocked face. "Then the two were wed and they ruled for many happy years till they were over run by the Equestrian Empire.The end." Not one of Stormy's best stories, but it seemed like the colt liked it. If not he had a million more.

Golden sighed as the story came to an end. A bit surrprised by the sudden end with a take over from the Equestrian Empire, but it was part of Goldens history he would not be here in this tavern with an Earthpony if the Empire hadn't come to power. Golden yawned. All the thinking, imagining, listening and picturing had made him tiered.

"Thanks Hugeheart, not a bad story. Not bad at all. But I have to get some sleep. Need to be up early tomorrow for the weather. Will I find you near the Everfree forest in the early afternoon?"

Golden said, as he slowly stood up from the table, the hussle and bussle of the tavern back into full swing once Hugehearts story was finished.