After a white flash a changeling stood before those gathered where the parasprite stood. It was missing a wing, and had a single starch white eye. It looks around a bit sheepishly and takes a few moments before speaking. "I know you all probably are mad right now, but hear me out. Please." The changeling than seems to regain an element of composure. "First of all, my name is Cimex, but feel free to call me Ix. I haven't been in the reach of Equestria for a while, rather worlds apart, and the last contact I had was during the wedding. I need not say which. Needless to say, I didn't exactly think that high of ponies. Still, since I came back, with a much broader view than I had before, I found the state of affairs was much different than I previously had experienced. I took this job out of loyalty to my queen (as much of an old hag as she is), but I really couldn't lead you to your dooms. I'm Chaotic Good for Myhriss's sake!"
Ix than kneels before you. "I'll take whatever consequence you feel is necessary in light of my actions, and surrender myself to your mercy."