Chrysalis sat on one side of a table. Two changelings still loyal to her were posted behind her, guarding in the corners of the room. The queen glanced over at the clock on the wall, silently cursing herself for showing up early; she hadn't a thing to do for the past fifteen minutes while waiting for that pink, saccharine- for Princess Cadance. Several times now, she had entertained the thought that the alicorn had decided to offer a diplomatic meeting as a prank, and as the minute hand continue