"Behave" and take care of royal business

Rolling her head and stretching, Cadance languidly strolled through the palace, her yellow dress swishing as she walked. She knew there was a diplomatic ball tonight that she was, technically, supposed to be a part of, but her staff had long ago gotten used to making excuses for the princess' absence. It was easy to say she was sick. It wasn't even a lie, was it? She was just sick with...severe cock withdrawal. Very sick.

What she should probably do, she thought, was sit down with some of her advisors, recall who these people she was hosting tonight were, remind herself what they wanted, and do her best to spend the evening doing her best for her kingdom. Cadance was confident, at least, that the palace staff could easily handle all the basic details of putting together a soiree. And her husband was probably worried about things going well and taking care of stuff for her. But getting dressed up for one of these things was never that easy, either.

Or....she could go find some entertainment before the ball. She was going to be on display tonight, and that probably - maybe, she smirked to herself - maybe that meant there wouldn't be any good opportunities tonight for the sort of adult recreation she was craving. A full day without cock? It happened, but that didn't mean she had to like it.