Princess Celestia was sitting on her throne, wearily going through a large stack of scrolls. The ruler’s eyes were tired, and she stifled a yawn as she unfurled yet another document that needed going over. It sometimes seemed like her work was never done, but Celestia would never complain.

 However, when the doors opened and Cadence entered, Celestia’s face lit up and she quickly put down the scroll she was reading. “Princess Cadence!” she said in greeting, getting up and making her way down to where her niece was. “I have been wonderful,” Celestia told her. “And how do you fare this fine day? To what do I owe this pleasure?"