"I understand that you do not wish to help. But why don't we just make you mortal?" Celestia said. "You don't need to stay around for eternity to help me."
"Why I kissed you?" Celestia asked. "It's what happens when there's an attraction." Rosy cleared her throat. "Maybe I should go..." she said quietly.
Frozen shook his head, "Please, Rosy, stay." He turned to the princess, "You felt it was a good idea to do this to a stallion betrothed to another mare? Would you want someone doing that to you?"
She shrugged, a movement that slid through her body. "I was testing it out," she said, a surprising indifference in her voice. "Evidently, it didn't work."
"No, no spell. I simply wanted to see if it would make a difference. Obviously, I have feelings for you. I wanted to see if the kiss would change your mind," Celestia said. "Although, now that you mention it, a spell might have been a good idea.."
Celestia laughed, and raised her hoof in surrender. "You seem angry. So, I'm going to go. I hope to see you two later."
Rosy was feeling a little subdued, so she glanced idly around. "I'm not quite sure," she admitted. "Do you think we're going to stay here?"
"I don't like the idea," he admitted, "the princess clearly has some interest in me, but I have eyes only for you. She's using my sympathy against me."
Rosy moved closer to Frozen, frustrated that someone was taking advantage of him. "Well, " she said, sighed slightly. "Maybe once all this Chineigh stuff is over, we can figure it out."
Frozen slipped his hoof around her shoulder. "She was right about one thing, you aren't my wife yet." He turned her to face him, "So let's go get married and change that!"
