I said I was going to work

It wasn't easy, but Cadance wanted to behave. It wasn't, after all, like she'd been short of cocks recently. She should be able to put in a half-day of real work, right?

Just the thought of it made her a little cranky, but eventually she managed to drag herself out of bed, manage a light breakfast - giggling to herself that what she really needed instead of orange juice was a fresh glass of thick goopy spunk - and get dressed. Looking in the mirror always cheered her up. She looked radiant and she knew it.

Closing her eyes for a moment, the princess took a deep breath and headed into the main bulk of the Crystal Palace. The burden of empire, or something. At the very least, she wanted to be sure that the taxes were still coming in. A princess' lifestyle wasn't cheap!