you are."Trixie had found Duke Blueblood right outside their bedroom. She quickly wound her hooves around one of his strong forelegs and pressed a loving kiss to his neck. "Good morning, dear.""Good morning, Bellatrix." Blueblood greeted dimly. He didn't turn his head to look at her, choosing instead to gaze out at the soft dawn sky."What in Equestria has you out of bed so early?" Trixie said lightly, nuzzling his cheek. "It's not like you.""...I am only thinking, my dear.""Don't hurt yourself." Trixie teased. The corners of Blueblood's mouth twitched."What are you thinking about?"Blueblood finally did look at her, and he smiled a little mysteriously. "The future.""That's been on my mind a lot too." Trixie smiled with undisguised hope. "Trixie loves touring the road with her magic act, but she's...I...I've been hoping for something more stable. Trixie has dreams. She wishes for a great and powerful legacy...for love, for prosperity, forShe leaned against him, sighing. "...For family."Blueblood frowned in thought.The life of a royal, from birth to death, must follow a set script. Caring for one's subjects, cultivating wealth, protecting one's interests, wedding a pony of noble breeding, and producing healthy heirs.Trixie smiled at him.She trusted him. She loved him. She doted on him endlessly.It was starting to get ratherTrixie was faking. He knew she was. She, as well as the countless other mares that lined up at his bed chambers-their coy little smiles and loving words only hid their true hunger. Their ravenous appetite for his wealth, his prestige, his title...they wanted to be the wife of a duke. They wanted an extravagant royal wedding, they wanted luxurious shopping sprees, they wanted to create spoiled, snot-nosed royal foals, then dump them upon overworked nannies. Trixie was no different.Admittedly, he'd been entertaining her affections for quite a while now. She was sofrom the stuffy mares of Canterlot's upper crust. Loud. Boastful. Demanding. Uncouth. Bossy...Clever, resourceful, sweet, hot-tempered. Beautiful.But there would be other mares. There would always be other mares. Mares of perfect breeding and class, mares that would be good and obedient and docile.Mares that would never look at him the way that Trixie did.The sun was rising on the horizon. Trixie tugged at his arm. "Come back to bed, dear."...She'd get bored of him soon enough, though. Or he'd get bored of her. Either way, it was probably best to start severing the bond now, before things started getting uncomfortable. Trixie was fine as his private bed guest, but she'd never make a good wife.There would be other mares. Better mares.Trixie Lulamoon was just a commoner, after all."Alright." Blueblood dipped his head, and they met in a quiet kiss. Trixie was disposable, but he didn't want her to know that just yet. He didn't quite feel up to hurting her feelings...and besides, there were still bountiful opportunities to reap with her.Trixie playfully bumped her hip against his flank. "It's a beautiful morning to spend in bed." She purred, "And I've got atrick up my sleeve I've been meaning to show you..."Blueblood picked up on her meaning, and he gave a slow, calculated smile."Of course, my dear. You're absolutely full of tricks. Always coming up with new ones-I don't knowyou do it. It's a good thing." He praised, and Trixie beamed at him."....After all, you wouldn't want me to get bored."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~and then they made this happy lil sunbeam:i realized i never showed backstory on Blueblood and Trixie. They met at a grand galloping gala one year and hit it off. Trixie really did love Blueblood, and Blueblood feltfor her at least (she remains his longest lived relationship), but their relationship was doomed. Blueblood's cynical views on love (and troubles with intimacy and trust) lead to him trying to push her away...but Trixie, understandably, is confused and grows clingy. Blueblood responds by growing increasingly annoyed and cold with her, and he eventually escalates into verbal abuse and frequent berating, nearly breaking Trixie's spirit. Eventually, she packs up her things and flees Canterlot, and Blueblood doesn't pursue. Later, she finds out she is pregnant.no worries tho, trixie's story has a happy ending:or doesssss it dun dun