Rosebelle (Venus Rose)

By Motion Spark

• April 29, 2013




Age: 29

Gender: Female

Species: Unicorn

Appearance: Rosebelle is a physically attractive mare. True to her name, she is often lauded by others as beautiful as rose. She acknowledges this and ready to use it to her advantage.<br /><br />She is quite taller than any other mares. She stands 4 inches taller and her pointed horn emphasizes her posture. Her vibrant crystal blue eyes match perfectly in contrast with her soft pink coat and darker shades of pink of her mane, which are all she has been diligently taking care of since she was young.

Cutie Mark: 3 shines colored in a dark pink colour with a distinctive triangle shape in her flank compose her cutie mark. They express her passion and closeness for the magic that she performs but also makes stand out her gracefulness and coordination when she's doing something, even when she's fighting.

Personality: Thanks to her invovlements under the shadow, Rosebelle has learned to accustom herself to switch between the two sides of her life at a moment's notice. During the day when she is surrounded by the elites of Canterlot, she is a well mannered, well refined, and courtly mare. Some might say that she is a true lady. If somepony tried to take advantage of her, she would not hesitate to threaten them.<br />At night and also while with her organization, she is a cold and calculating pony. She's psychotic at heart, and she doesn't even bat an eyelash while eliminating anypony that would dare stand in her way.<br /><br />All of those are meaningless when she is near Motion Spark. She becomes the most attentive caring and loving mare, who only wants him to be happy and successful. She would gladly give her own life to keep him safe.

Backstory: Childhood<br />Rosebelle was the only foal born to a wealthy upper-class family in Manehattan. Her father was a very renowned investor in the business of apple products exportation and shipment, having to constantly travel all over Equestria to major cities such as Fillydelphia and Los Pegasus, while her mother stayed at home to take care of the house.<br /><br />Rosebelle couldn’t spend much time with her father, having only to see him on his extremely brief rests between his trips that were so few and far between, she grew distant to her father, only knowing his name and nothing else. On the other hoof, her mother simply devoted much her days trying to waste all of her husband’s hard-earned fortune to please herself and to gain social standing amongst the elites of Manehattan. Rosebelle’s mother used her as nothing but a doll, dressing her in the best of attires and accessories to impress other vain mares in various social gatherings. From the outside her family was perfect, an outstanding example of a perfect family, but Rosebelle knew more than anypony else it was a wholly different world in the inside<br /><br />Even with all the luxurious portrayals, Rosebelle’s family was very traditional one. Her mother was a very religious pony to the point of zealousness. She constantly tried to teach Rosebelle that everything that was good in her life was possible thanks to Celestia, and only be Her grace she was alive. All of those were very confusing for Rosebelle, for she couldn’t see Celestia as an omnipotent being.<br /><br />In fact, she hated her, because she never did anything good for her or her family, she didn’t became true any of the wishes from other ponies, nor made many royal visits to her city, even though citizens were always expecting Princess Celestia to come, she felt like ponies were gullible for believing in a God that doesn’t care about them, but still, she was forced to pray to a God in which she didn’t believe in. These things made her to grow a resentment feeling for Princess Celestia.<br /><br />Even though the absent paternal figures were lacking in Rosebelle’s household, she could find comfort in the hooves of her nanny, a very old earth pony mare that worked in her father’s family since she was a little filly. She took care of Rosebelle, played with her, studied with her, and gave her the joy of having somepony who truly loved her. She was kind and sweet all the time, but if Rosebelle needed to be corrected, then she would do the nasty job, however as resentful as Rosebelle could be towards things, she was never resentful to her nanny, she was just happy to spend time with her.<br /><br />Sadly, one afternoon, her nanny got a very severe illness, and was in bed for a week. She was slowly dying day by day. One night, before going to sleep, Rosebelle, from the bottom of her heart, prayed to Princess Celestia, she poured all of her being in that prayer because she didn’t want her nanny to die. She pleaded in Celestia’s name to cure her nanny, for she was the only pony who ever hold her dear. After the prayer she went to sleep and the next morning after waking up, she find out the her nanny passed away. Her father was disturbed but ultimately decided that his attention was better spent elsewhere, and her mom was unsurprisingly indifferent to it. Rosebelle, alone without anypony to comfort her, retreated into depression. The little faith that she have had in princess Celestia was vanished completely and turned into a complete hate. Hate towards the princess and towards everything around her. She grew resentful and despised anything that was related to princess Celestia.<br /><br />Her fascination for levitation kept her busy and distracted from her own unfortunate circumstances for a long time. She started learning on her own by visiting libraries around the city and reading several books about magic spells for unicorns. That was how she got her cutie mark and also the first time she killed a living being. During one of her visits she levitated a small knife and pierced a little bunny’s skull open with it. She stabbed it multiple times until it was nothing but an unrecognizable bloody pulp, and for some reason she didn’t feel as guilty as she thought that she would be. The setting wasn’t all that positive, but she certainly had found her talent, which was levitating objects with her magic, something that was very common by most unicorns but very special and meaningful for her. She started bullying her classmates at school with her newfound talent. She was the terror of her teachers because they couldn’t control her when she used her magic to levitate objects and hurted other ponies.<br /><br />She got expelled of school and her parents couldn’t handle her anymore, because she was extremely disrespectful to them, especially her mother.<br /><br />Finally fed up with everything, at the young age of 12, she decided to run away from home and live the reckless life that she always wanted. She survived for 3 months on her own, challenging ponies bigger than her or by stealing bits or food, until she decided to take a train to Canterlot to and start a plan to get revenge from Princess Celestia for brainwashing all the ponies in Equestria with her empty promises and lies.<br /><br />When she arrived to Canterlot, she became friends with those who were considered the “filth” of Canterlot. Not the very known working class (earth ponies), but the exiled or rejected unicorns that for some reason were not accepted in Canterlot’s society. Not only because they didn’t have the most respectable lifestyle but because she somewhat felt identified with them, for feeling like Celestia’s tools to serve her reign of corrupt type of government for her subjects. During that time, she made contacts with other ponies that hated Celestia as much as she did. They accepted her in their group because they saw something special in her, they wanted to exploit her talent of levitating objects and take it to another levels. Rosebelle seemed to be very cooperative and attentive because everything fed her hate for Princess Celestia, she became accepted in this secret gang/mafia which was planning on a way to assassinate Princess Celestia or at least destroy her name and image.<br /><br />One of the many intricate parts of the plans was to enroll Rosebelle in Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns. Some of the members of the gang signed her in as her parents and they even faked some official paperwork about her birth and other documents to get her in easily into the school. She passed the admission test with flying colors, and very soon she was already studying in Celestia’s school.<br /><br />However, around her classmates and teachers, Rosebelle was a different pony. She acted very kind to her classmates and actually was one of the bests in her class, she was a role model around her friends. She was a knowledge monster, she took serious all of the lessons that all of the teachers taught her. She also spent a lot of time both in the school’s and the castle’s libraries, reading book after book after book, all about unicorn magic and concentration, however, Rosebelle was never interested in learning magic spells like most students. She learned the spells for the sake of being a good student but she was only focusing on making perfect her levitation abilities. On top of that, when she got home with her “family”, she went through very difficult body training to be able to become a nimble, powerful, flexible and agile, being able to face a foe of any size or even species, in fact, during her teenage years she went to several spy missions and she had to put in practice all of her abilities, she was able to knock out stallions as twice her size but never killed anypony, mostly, because she didn’t have orders to do it. The training was indeed very hard for Rosebelle, however, the willingness and the thirst for blood gained her the nickname of “Venus Rose”, because she was deathly beautiful, she looked weak and delicate but she was able to kick some flank without an ounce of magic and also because she pushed herself to the limit to be able to absorb everything that was taught to her.<br /><br /><br /><br />Teenage Years<br />Years had passed in Canterlot, Rosebelle maintained the fake image of an excellent student while she continued training for the eventual assassination at home. She lived a double life that she somehow managed to pull off very well.<br />At the age of 20 she took Celestia’s advanced magic course for gifted unicorns. She passed with one of the highest scores. She internally was preparing herself for a war and her enemy was doing that job for her.<br /><br />After graduating, Rosebelle started to develop a fondness for rare stones and gems. It was curious because her mother once had a wide collection of diamonds and expensive jewelry and she never seemed interested in them. She was starting to miss the luxurious style of life that she once had back in Manehattan. This fascination was something that she preferred to keep in secret as a side interest, knowing how greedy her acquaintances can be. She was a clever pony, when she was with them, she would took orders from the higher echelons of the organization but at the same time, she didn’t reveal every piece of information she had each time she was asked to deliver statuses or reports. She knew that she could be in danger in she failed, or she could be disposable when her abilities wouldn’t be needed at all, so, she was always cautious around each member of the mafia.<br /><br />After two years of living under the shadow, meticulously saving any bits she ever had her hooves on, Rosebelle finally had enough to start her own fashion store, which was called “Le Hoffé.” Thanks to the store’s strategic location and her cunning ways, Rosebelle had managed to gain herself a high standing among the Canterlot elites. She explained to her superiors that the store was just a facade to blend perfectly with Canterlotians ponies and keeping the appearances, while deep inside she opened the store to get the contacts of very rich ponies, to befriend them and offer them deals, or just to gather important information about Celestia or very important secrets within Equestria. She found all of that very interesting and of course she never said a word about that to her superiors in the organization. She had a very selective clienteles and that gave her certain power in Canterlot She gained the respect that was something that she preferred to keep to herself instead of sharing it with her friends of the gang.<br /><br />Not only she was well respected around the plaza, the school also remembered her reputation she had when she was a student, allowing her entrance to the many buildings in the school complex at all times, also she got one of the copies of the library’s key for anytime she needed to read a book. She spared a bit of her time to socialize among the graduates of the school, which most of them were renowned scholars and researchers from various administrative position under the Celestia’s rule. Slowly but surely she worked her way up, earning the trust of pretty much everypony she needed to reach the ultimate prize, princess Celestia herself.<br /><br /><br /><br />Adulthood<br />4 years of lies, maintaining appearances, spying, illicit information extraction, witnessing executions, trips to all corners of Equestria, and millionaire clients had passed when finally Rosebelle was considered ready to be part of a coup against Princess Celestia. The task group was composed 4 of the best assassins bits and blood could afford on Equestria. They planned their moves based on the invaluable informations Rosebelle had managed to glean from her position among the Canterlot elites. Rosebelle wasn’t assigned to kill the princess, but she was to be there as the last resort when the first dagger failed to reach its target. This news was like a Christmas present for her, she had waited for so long to kill Princess Celestia.<br /><br />At night, a small group of 5 ponies made their way Celestia’s castle. They were wearing black skin-tight latex jumpsuit that covered all of their manes and tail. Their forehooves were fully covered, while their hindhooves were merely covered enough to hide their cutie marks but not to hinder their movements. Their tails were moored in a small bun, on their backs was a small saddlebag filled with various equipments. Cloaked with the best shrouding enchantment a magic could offer, they slid past various watch points undetected. Normally the castle is surrounded by guards watching every corners, but thanks to Rosebelle’s manipulations one particular corner was conspicuously lacking of any royal guards standing by. It was an entrance to an orphanage for baby dragons.<br /><br />Usually that entrance was watched by a young unicorn, Jade Flare, who was in charge of the orphanage during the nights. He was in a relationship with one of Rosebelle’s teammates, of course without him knowing that he was an assassin. Rosebelle’s teammate seduced Jade and distracted him enough to leave his workplace and have a private moment somewhere else, leaving the orphanage entrance completely open for Rose and the other 3 teammates to get in the castle.<br /><br />During their journey through the castle they had to be extremely cautious, so silently, they had to paralyze and eliminate several guards that were standing on their path, hiding their bodies neatly under the shadows of the night. Their target was so close, but the cruel cosmic had a different idea. One of the princess Celestia’s assistants was working late that night, and she caught them trying to get into princess Celestia’s room.<br /><br />She was able to activate the main alarm before she got neutralized by Rosebelle. With every royal guards in the castle aware of their presence, Rosebelle and others had no choice but to abandon the mission and run for their lives. Along the way out they split their way, hoping to throw the guards off their way. <br /><br />Rosebelle took the wrong path when trying to avoid a couple of unicorn guard, she soon found herself cornered by ten guards, eight of them were pegasi and the rest were unicorns. The pegasus charged her directly from all sides while the 2 unicorns were castling several spells to immobilize the now supposedly hapless assassin. They shouted that there was no chance for her to survive this night, and Rosebelle gladly proved how wrong they were. With unearthly grace Rosebelle danced around the pegasi guards, evading their attacks while simultaneously delivering counter blows. She kept an eye on the unicorns, using her superior telekinesis to fling various heavy objects from the palace interior such as chandeliers and even statues of the princesses to keep them from ever finishing their spells. The royal guards fought true and strong, but they were no match to Rosebelle’s trickery. She, one by one, diverted the pegasi’s spears to their own comrades and used their dead bodies to take down the unicorns forever. The blood on her hooves and the sight of unmoving battered bodies of the guards filled her with satisfaction, but it was cut short as more guards appeared from the hallways.<br /><br />Once out of the castle, still heavily breathing, Rosebelle tried to look around for her teammates, but she couldn’t find anypony around the rendezvous point. The guards were still hot on her trail, so she continued running. faintly she could hear one guard that was presumably the captain yelled that princess Celestia had ordered her to be killed no matter what the cost.<br /><br />Rosebelle had never been so afraid in her life.<br /><br />At least two dozens guards were chasing her. Some were flying, some were running, others were throwing anything they could reach at her. One of the unicorns tried to levitate her from the ground, but he tripped on an errant barrel. During the wild goose chase Rosebelle had managed to take down more than a half of the guards, and the rest of the guards ended up cornering her up on a cliff on Gusty Peaks, an inhabited area in Canterlot that was famous for its many dangerous drops and streams of winds that could easily fling even the heaviest of ponies over the cliffs to their certain doom.<br /><br />Rosebelle was cornered against the cliff. The wind was absurdly strong and cold, the vision was extremely limited, it was a dangerous place to have a last stand. Rosebelle, scared out of her wits, was unable to make the first move. She didn’t react until one of the guards suddenly galloped to ram her off the cliff. Rosebelle nimbly dodged the attack and delivered a swift blow to his neck, knocking him out. Two more earth pony royal guards attacked, Rosebelle only had a split second chance to avoid one of them and braced herself for the other. His hoof connected with her stomach. The guards were rewarded with small knives to their forehead for their effort. The remaining of the guards were about to attack when one of them yelled something in codes. They both promptly fell and pressed their limbs to the ground. Rosebelle momentarily wondered if the guards had finally lost their mind, but her doubt was soon lifted. A sudden surge in the wind velocity caught her off guard and lifted her from the ground. She tried, frantically, to grab something with her telekinesis, anything, but her magic failed her. She was now hurled across the jagged landscape like a worthless ragdoll in the hooves of an angry foal.<br /><br />Rosebelle didn’t have energy left to even struggle against the wind. She closed her eyes. With her teammates presumed to be dead, their mission was an utter failure. She braced herself for the inevitable death by the wind, but what came instead surprised her. Somepony yelled at her to hang on, a hoof came out of nowhere to grab hers. The pony, whose coat matched that of one of her Rosebelle’s teammates, struggled to keep his hooves on the ground. Rosebelle used this chance to telekinetically grab a nearby tree, but an errant debris smashed her head before she could get a solid grip. She lost consciousness.<br /><br />---<br /><br />Rosebelle stirred. Her eyes slowly fluttered open. Her body was aching all over, but at least she seemed to be alive. At least for now. From what she could see, she was sitting in a small tear at side of the Canterlot’s mountain. The city itself was a good distance above her. The wind and the cold were startling, but at least she had a thick blanket covering her.<br /><br />The stallion from yesterday, the one who saved her life, was sitting next to her. He told her that after the debris knocked her unconscious, they tumbled down all the way to their current location. Without the stallion Rosebelle could have blown all the way off the mountain to the riverside. Rosebelle wanted to thank him, but her pride wouldn’t allow her to. She kept silent.<br /><br />Rosebelle couldn’t move much of her hindhooves. Her forehooves are pretty much useless until she got medical attention. The wind would render her telekinesis useless. Escape seemed to be quite impossible. <br /><br />They spent a whole day without saying a word to each other. The stallion, who introduced himself as Henry Spark, tried to talk to her, but she never even looked back at him. Even if a day has passed, the sky looked the same all the time, a cloudy dark blue with a foggy background, it was impossible to see what was far away, time tracking started to feel pointless.<br /><br />A day had passed. Unsurprisingly there was no help coming from the Canterlot. Henry’s attempt to scale the steep mountain side so far had proven fruitless. Meanwhile, Rosebelle was gradually getting worse each passing hours. At the third night stranded with the stallion, she could no longer hide her shivers. The thick blanket Henry gave her was no longer able to help to keep the stark coldness of the mountain at bay. Henry offered to help, but Rosebelle hissed back at him. The stallion gave the shivering mare a stern look and told her to stop being so difficult and throw her pride away just for this instance. Rosebelle couldn’t even crawl away when Henry Spark suddenly grabbed and hugged her in a vice grip, covering much of her body with his own. Rosebelle blushed fiercely. She didn’t want to admit it, but she was now feeling better. His thick coat was very warm. For the first time in years, even with all the pain and starvation, she felt happy. She slept soundly that night<br /><br />At the morning Henry Spark assessed their situation. The supplies in his bag wouldn’t be enough for both of them to wait for a rescue team for Canterlot. He almost run out of bandages he needed to cover Rosebelle’s numerous wounds. He offered a piece of bread to the waking up Rosebelle. She wolfed the bread in a heartbeat. It was dry and hard as ice, but for her it was the most delicious bread in the world. Rosebelle, looking back at Henry Spark, started crying. She didn’t understand why he was helping her. She had nothing left. Her mission was an utter failure, and now she was going to die in this hellhole with a stranger. Henry Spark said nothing and hugged her, offering what small comfort he could give.<br /><br />Days after days had passed, none of them had much strength left. Their food supplies continued dwindling, Henry gave Rosebelle a bigger portion because she was hurting. For each new day they woke up with even less hope than before. Finally after a week they accepted that they would die together, they decided to at least get to know each other better. Rosebelle told Henry Spark everything. Every sins she had committed in her life. The treacheries, the plots, the assassinations, everything. Henry surprisingly took it all well. He didn’t judge Rosebelle for what she had done. She felt a certain warmth in her heart that she had never felt in many years. <br /><br />Henry Spark told her about his life, how he was a humble father trying to give his son, who was named Motion Spark, a better life than his. His wife died while giving birth to his son. Since then, he had traveled all around Equestria doing several jobs to be able to send bits to his son, who currently lived in a distant land out of Equestria. He showed her his son’s photographs. Motion was everything that Henry had left in this world, and he would do anything to make him happy. Rosebelle could see a hint of deep sorrow in Henry’s eyes. Now his son would have to fend of his own without his guidance. Henry masked his sadness, but Rosebelle could still see it. She crawled closer and snuggled near him. Even if they were just together for six torturous days, it certainly felt like they had been together for months.<br /><br /><br />One thing lead to another, after the hunger, weakness, dehydration, the weather, and many other factors, Rosebelle experienced her first bonding with another pony. It was an eye-opening experience. If her life was about to end, at least she now understood the joy of love. She would die as a happy mare.<br /><br />After roughly 30 days in that cave, Rosebelle’s health started to fade away. She was dying, much of her mane and tail had lost their once vibrant color. Henry was in bad condition as well, he was terribly malnourished. After saying her last farewell to her beloved, Rosebelle closed her eyes and passed out on the ground. Seeing this, Henry used his last ounce of strength to push her to his back. He tied her body tightly to his with the blanket and decided to try the crazy idea to scale the mountain once more, for the last time. <br /><br />His strong horse hooves embedded perfectly on the stones of the mountain, but the random winds were moving him from side to side, he was extremely tired and weak, but he held on tight. Rosebelle opened her eyes one time and closed them and passed out again.<br /><br />---<br /><br />When Rosebelle returned to her consciousness once more, she quickly shouted Henry’s name. She realized that she was in a hospital’s room. A nurse pony was checking her condition and was very glad to see her waking up. Nervously Rosebelle asked the nurse about Henry Spark, but the nurse said she had no idea who that was. They found Rosebelle two months ago laying at the door of hospital completely alone, battered and bruised. There was no sign of another pony.<br /><br />When Rosebelle finally calmed down from her panic attack, the nurse’s eyes suddenly rolled back to her head while she fell on the ground. Behind her was one of her fellow conmares, who told Rosebelle that she was expected to return to the ‘family’ at once. Rosebelle was distraught, but she followed the order anyway. Never once she stopped thinking about Henry and what happened to him.<br /><br />Rosebelle soon recovered and continued with her low life and maintaining appearances in Canterlot by running the shop. She made several trips to other sides of Equestria, some in undercover missions and others to look for Henry, but she didn’t had any lead on his whereabout. She didn’t even know if he died.<br /><br />One day she was assigned for a solo mission. Some information leaked that there was a certain messenger sent to Ponyville by princess Celestia. Rosebelle was told to intercept and eliminate the target and take the package that was sent to a pony named Twilight Sparkle.<br /><br />The mission was to be carried out at night. Rosebelle was in her elements, she had spent the whole day in Ponyville scouting the small town and how ponies interacted with each other. They seemed very happy and giggly all the time, a gruesome crime scene wouldn’t be something many ponies would be expecting, she needed to be as subtle as possible.<br /><br />As the night arrived over the land, Rosebelle prepared herself and hid herself in a large shrubberies. Just as she was told, there was a messenger with a mailbag on his torso. She originally planned on using a long sword, but it would be a blood fest, and thus she chose a really small razor. At this point, Rosebelle was extremely skilled and accurate with her telekinesis. All she needed was to embed the razor on the target’s chest in a very specific point and it’s all over before he could even blink. Hiding in a nearby bushes, Rosebelle levitated the razor, and shoot! Right at the target! The stallion fell off his hooves. There was nopony around the scene, Rosebelle confidently trotted out from her hiding spot and approached the dying stallion, eager to bask in his last breaths. The satisfied look on her face was quickly turned into that of a complete horror when she finally learned the courier’s identity.<br /><br />The target was Henry Spark, her forbidden love...<br /><br />Rosebelle looked straight into Henry’s eyes, he looked back at hers, a mist of tears clouded his deep chestnut eyes. Rosebelle tried to look away, only to find she couldn’t. The stallion tried to speak, but his lungs failed him. Henry’s eyes silently asked Rosebelle. Why. Why would she do this? Rosebelle gritted her teeth, she struggled to remain calm.<br /><br />Henry Spark coughed, he whispered two words before finally exhaled for the last time. His ears went limp, and Rosebelle’s facade crumbled. She started bawling her eyes out, cradling the stallion’s cold frame. She kept whispering her apology to his limp ears, that she was eternally grateful for what he did to her months ago. She buried her head in Henry’s neck, repeating the same words over and over. <br /><br />“I’m sorry.”<br /><br />Rosebelle carried Henry’s dead body with her telekinesis and buried him near the Everfree Forest outside Ponyville. Rosebelle stood solemnly on Henry’s unmarked grave. In her hoof was one of the few that was Henry’s last possession. A photograph of a wizened stallion hugging a colt. They were smiling serenely, their eyes sparkling with hope and glee, as if nothing in this world could take away their happiness, or at least that was Rosebelle hoped to be the truth. Written behind the photograph was a simple two words. Motion Spark. The same name Henry whispered in his last breath. Rosebelle held the photograph close to her chest.<br /><br />Her mission is complete, the princess’ package secured in her elder’s safe. There was no eyewitness, everything was smooth as it could ever be. Rosebelle however could no longer be happy to be a part of the organization, but she knew more than anypony else that they would never leave the ‘family’ alive. She remained faithful to the organization, but now she focused all of her effort to fish out the big fish that gave her the order on Henry’s life. Twice she tried to end her own life out of desperation. After failing to strangle herself for the last time, she snapped out of it and decided to finally pay a visit to Henry’s son, the last surviving member of his family.<br /><br />With the map henry had with him during the fateful night, it didn’t took Rosebelle long to find his home. The mare had realized how poor Henry was. The house was hardly appropriate to live in. When she knocked the door, a warm and innocent voice called out for his father. The colt opened the door with his magic, very much eager to see his father after so long being left alone. Rosebelle struggled to keep herself from embracing the colt when the gleam in his eyes withered when it was not his father at the door. The colt asked Rosebelle who was her.<br /><br />From the first time Rosebelle got to see Motion in the eyes, she felt something that she never felt before. It was a connection that she couldn’t understand. Rosebelle could feel that her cheeks flushed slightly, but with a grim seriousness she delivered the devastating news to Motion. Motion Spark’s eyes shimmered with tears, his first reaction was to hug Rosebelle as tight as he could. Rosebelle was caught off guard, her deadly reflect from decades of training almost kicked in, but she stopped herself just in time. Motion Spark cried in her embrace. Rosebelle awakwardly patted his head, but she felt a warmth in her being that she couldn’t control anymore<br /><br />---<br /><br />Rosebelle soon realized that she had a new meaning in her life. Even with all the scandalous night works she had, she worked very hard to ensure Motion Spark’s safety at all cost, keeping him out from her dangerous life. She tried her best not to be as affectionate as he was to her, and in every encounter she struggled very hard not to pour out how she loved him so much and how badly she wanted to comfort him. His sincere smiles gave her a wholly new reason to stay alive, to give him everything she could. Motion only know Rosebelle as a very close friend of his father, and that was enough for her. She occasionally sent bits to Motion, helping him to a new house in Ponyville, close to where his father was. For at least four meticulous years Rosebelle kept an eye on Motion Spark, and it brought stress that was not light to her schedule, but she knew it’s all worth it. Outside she was a cold, heartless, and calculating pony, but with Motion she was a tender and caring mare.<br /><br />Now Rosebelle is planning to unveil princess Celestia’s dirty secrets and the corruption of her government by her own. She is still running the same fashion store in Canterlot, while at night scheming and plotting her way to enact a revenge for Henry’s memory. However her biggest priority was to keep Motion safe, even if by doing so her life would be at risk.<br /><br />