K Imma try to do some dialogue:

Pandora whimpered, the darkness of her bedroom seemingly closing in on her and taking her further away from her friends and family. She felt alone; her mother had gotten in a fight with her over something she couldn't quite remember, but her mother had pressed the last button-

"At least I was accepted as a princess during my coronation!"

The words still stung Pandora's heart. Tears pricked at her eyes as she curled up into an even tighter ball in the corner of her room. Suddenly, to her surprise, somepony actually knocked on the door.

"Pan, honey? Where are you? Are you in your room?" a soft voice called. Pandora didn't respond, half expecting to see her mother open the door. However, it was not. As the light poured into her chambers, she realized it was her cousin, Iridescence.

There was a lengthy pause, then the hoof steps began to retreat. Pandora uncurled and called weakly, "I'm here..."

The half changeling princess returned, concern over her beautiful features. "Pan, why didn't you answer earlier?"

She stepped forward as the heir to chaos unraveled herself from the fetal position. Pan silently floated over, plopping her hindquarters onto the soft carpet and resting her head on Iridescence's shoulder.

"I got in a fight with mother today," she whispered, "I-I don't remember what the original argument was about but... she..."

She felt tears well up once again in her eyes, so she buried her tired eyes into her cousin's front leg. Eerie stroked her hair with her hoof, calming the draconequus down slightly.

"I don't need to know what happened," she informed Pan softly. As the minutes dragged on, Eerie quietly whispered encouragement to her.

"Your mother didn't mean that. She was at her limit; she's been pretty stressed lately, with all her duties and subjects, and... just don't take it personally, alright? Both of my mothers have gotten mad at me, but they never really mean anything harmful."

Pandora nodded. Iridescence pulled back, placing a quick peck on Pan's cheek before silently leaving the room, closing the door almost inaudibly. Pan bought her paw up to her eyes, quickly brushing her tears away and shaking herself out to get rid of stray tears. She quietly curled up onto her bed, which almost immediately brought a peaceful slumber. Tomorrow, she'd go to her mother and forgive her.

If she actually could.