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Discord appeared again in the throne room. “So sorry about that.” He strode past Twilight and sat on the throne again. “You were saying?”

Twilight sighed. “I didn’t even get to say one word when the guard interrupted us and you just disappeared without saying a thing.”

“Twilight Sparkle,” He sat forward. “Tell me what is in that beautiful head of yours?”

She paused at his compliment. “Um…” She shook her head. “Celestia isn’t doing well, I was wondering if you are able to get me some of the Spring of Eternity’s water?”

Discord sat back as he sighed he closed his eyes as he remembered using the last of the water he saved on Scarlet Grace, hoping it’s powers would heal her partial blindness and deafness, it didn’t. “I’m out of the water. The fountain is all dried up.” He sat back up and looked at Twilight almost apologetically. “If you don’t believe me, we can go to the fountain itself.”

Twilight perked up. “We can do that?”

“Sure, but not today. I have a few things on my plate right now.” Discord sighed heavily.

Twilight suddenly noticed that Discord didn’t look as energetic as he usually was. “Are you alright?” She asked concerned.

He sat up further. “Oh yes, I am just peachy. Too much on my mind right now Twilight. I will feel better later.”

She sat there for a moment. “Do… you need any help?”

He looked at her and then looked at the throne room, where a line of ponies were starting to line up to have an audience with him. He looked back down to Twilight. “What do you know about politics?”