@@Illiad Easle,
So like a sibling then? she thought to herself quietly as he talked, her own memories clouding her mind till he asked about the council. She took another bite of the cake and a sip of cider before she jumped into answering his question.
"The council has been around as long as this kingdom. Each member is chosen by the Great Tree, when a member passes a new one is chosen. A member is chosen by what they believe in most. I suppose that's how the new ones were chose as well. I guess we will go in the order. Let's see. First was my mother Queen Monalla she was Joy, she believed if she can make anyone smile, it makes their day brighter. Then there is Hoofbeat, he is the dapple grey stallion who is kinda taller than the others, he is Honesty, he just has this way with ponies that make them want to tell him the truth at all times." she took a quick moment to take a sip of cider as their empty plates were cleared. Other ponies were starting to leave the warm hall, some still stayed to gossip and what not but it was emptying out.
"Then there is Joyleaf, he is the smallest stallion out of the council, he is Kindness. You think he would have been Joy by his name but nope he is Kindness." She giggled and bit and then continued, "He is the one who helps out the most ponies, he is pretty nice, but doesn't let nopony stomp over him. We have Rosebud, she is the really lovely, dull red mare, I think she is super pretty, but she represents Generosity. She goes around teaching ponies how to cook with certain foods, we can actually thank her for the food we ate." she smiled and took another sip of cider and took a deep breath.
"I, myself, am Magic, as you have seen, my magical power is pretty strong, we didn't know how strong till the tree awoken my true potential, but it was there. Last but not least, was my father, King Harth, he was Loyalty, and wow was he the most loyal pony anyone could ask for, he was brave and strong, wise, courageous, I looked up to him." she looked down and then wiped her eyes for a quick second, catching any tears that were about to spill. "So are you keeping up so far?"