From Aquilonia to Equestria (completed 5/5)

She spoke!

This is a non-profit fanfic and does not intend to infringe the rights of those who own the Conan and My Little Pony franchises. This is my third challenge/punishment story, so don't expect a work of art. I would appreciate any comments, which I am willing to answer to everyone.

FROM AQUILONIA TO EQUESTRIA

Chapter 1: She spoke!

"And between the sinking of Atlantis and the rise of the sons of Aryas, there was an undreamed-of era, where the kingdoms lay on Earth like the stars in the sky. At that time Conan lived, who with his bloody sword and dirty sandals trampled on the bejeweled thrones of the Earth, in the company of a magical beast whose symbol was the lily flower."

Queen Chrysalis had failed in her attempt to seize power from the capital of Equestria. She believed that by sending the Fancy Pants bodyguard to another dimension, she would have a clear path, but in the end she became overconfident and now things were back to normal in the realm, except that one of the inhabitants was still missing.

The sword of Conan drew a bow and cut the face of the abomination in two. He seemed to be a centaur, however, unlike the stories the bards told, he was a brutal-looking, mutated creature.

The totem of this creature and his other bestial congeners lay unprotected. It was called the stone of the herd and at its base was found what the Cimmerian warrior was looking for: the severed head of Sandrulcas, the mercenary wooden teeth of Aquilonia.

"You have been avenged, Sandrulcas," Conan thought, when a bright green light appeared above the herd's stone, preparing the barbarian for the fight.

"Damn magic," the warrior thought, as did other insults, ready to face the unknown when an equine figure fell to the ground in front of him.

"Crom!" Conan exclaimed, seeing the unconscious creature at the base of the beast men's altar.

"It looks like a horse, no, more like a mare but not a draught mare but pure blood like the ones in the palace of the king of Nemedia." was watching the mercenary from Cimeria. "But I've never seen a mare with a pink diamond coloured tail and mane, although some of the mane's locks are white. Maybe I can get some gold if I sell this mare to the King of Brithunia, who has a penchant for fine horses."

The barbarian looked for some mark and indeed in the hindquarters of the animal, he found a curious mark: they looked like three fleur-de-lis, very close together all of them. When Conan felt the curious mark, the mare regained consciousness and kicked the man in the chest.

"Where am I!" shouted the strange mare as she looked everywhere and her eyes fixed on the stone of the herd and its treasure of human remains.

The mare screamed and took a few steps back without realizing that the man was beginning to get up.

Conan heard the scream of a young woman but could not pinpoint where she was coming from.

"I wonder who would scream. Well, first things first, I must secure the mare, if she escapes into these woods I will no longer be able to find her."

Conan's powerful arms clutched the mare, who struggled with such force that it was difficult for him to hold.

By the strong grip the mare could not speak, but as she shook her head, her mane revealed a single horn on her forehead.

"By Crom, a unicorn, I thought they were only in the old wives' tales! Where did you come from, monster?"

"I'm not a monster. My name is Fleur Dis Lee," said the unicorn and Conan was surprised, but not too surprised, after all, he had already seen many extraordinary things in his travels.

"Fleur Dis Lee? That is a dialect of Aquilonia and means fleur-de-lis."

CONTINUARÁ...

Translation done with DeepL and myself, sorry for grammar and punctuation errors, thank you.