Earlier that day, Crystal Empire.
Chrysalis was dying. She hadn't had any sort of love or warmth inside of her for almost a month. She no longer looked like the prideful, leading changeling she once was, now she was lanky, struggling to walk. She was shivering in the cold, thinking that her end would come soon.
But no! Her face had slipped a menacing grin, as she approached the crystal empire. She disguised herself as a local, just a citizen, and snuck behind the shrubbery in the empire's outskirts directly into the city. There were many in the streets, shopping at the local markets and grocery stores, as well as clothing shops and antiques. She approached the nearest shop, still disguised as a native.
"Flugelhorns!" A pink mare called out, her skin showing her nativity to the empire. "Get a brand new Flugelhorn here!"
Chrysalis, thinking fast suddenly changed her texture to that of a tourist.
"Excuse me?" She asked the pink mare uneasily.
"Yes?" She replied.
"can you tell me where i c