Saddle arabia

>With a sigh of relief, Celestia looks down at the assembled ponies before her.
"Ah, Twilight, I'm so glad you and your friends could make it."
>"Well, Princess, when Spike told me you'd sent a message requesting our presence at two o'clock in the morning I new it must be important."
>Celestia gave a solemn nod.
"Indeed it is. In fact this may very well be the most urgent matter I've ever required your assistance with."
>Twilight looked back at her friends with obvious apprehension.
>"What is it, Princess?"
"It is my beloved son."
>"Anon? Is he in danger?"
"I fear so, dear Twilight. As you may know, Anonymous has been in Saddle Arabia for more than a year now acting as Equestria's diplomatic envoy on my behalf."
>"Don't worry, Princess, we'll rescue Anon from those no good sandzig-"
"I appreciate your willingness to help, Rainbow Dash, but the matter is more delicate than you know."
>"I'm sure whatever it is together we can bring Anon home safely."
"Thank you, Twilight, but that may be difficult for you see I highly doubt my son will wish to return with you."
>Twilight cocked her head curiously.
>"So what exactly is wrong?"
"What I'm about to tell you can never leave this room, do you all understand?"
>"Of course."
"You see, while staying with the caliph my son partook of the harem that he was granted access to and became rather fond of one of his... uh, companions. Yesterday I received a letter informing me that Anon was to be married to this mare in question."
>"So you want us to what exactly?"
"Isn't it obvious? I want you to go to Saddle Arabia and stop this wedding by any means necessary. I refuse to have my darling baby married to some... some cheap harlot."