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>You wipe the sweat from your brow. You had finished your final lap running around as you felt the need to do something -- hell, anything to clear your mind from this morning incest debacle.
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>This wasn't the first time you had taken couple laps around one of the many Royal Guard training fields after having a 'complicated' day with mom. Something in your monkey brain relaxed at the simplicity in placing one foot in front of the other -- at speed. Where there were no political considerations, no 'I am sorry son, but you cannot be with', no Schelling point that negotiations between Equestria and Griffons balanced on.
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>Just one foot after the other.
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>Looking around you could see various groups of guards performing exercises or drill. Who were all regretting signing up as their instructors pushed them for one more painful set.
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>"Anonymous!" You hear your name called in the distance. Turing towards the sound, you notice a familiar pink blob leaning over the railings of the parade ground pavilion.
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>You wave back and start a light jog towards the pavilion.
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>As you assent the iron stairs, you hear you wife give a musical hum.
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>You see she's not alone. You don't recognize the white coated mare who is sat on the other end of the balcony as the two rise from their chairs.
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>Cadance bounds up to you like a puppy.
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>"Hello my love!"
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"Hello Cadance. You might want to keep your distance, I'm a bit sweaty. Probably smell a bit, too."
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>Regardless, she uses her back hooves to launch herself onto you. Leaning in she gives you lick on the nose and a kiss on the cheek.
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>You place your hands on her back, supporting her up as she dotes on your face.
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>"I don't mind."
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>She moves down nuzzling into the crook of your neck. Now no longer obscuring your vision.
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>You notice that her companion was still bowing throughout Cadance's affections.
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"Cadance, who is your friend?"
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>You feel her freeze in realization of her loving absent mindedness. She gives you a kiss beneath the chin, before falling back down.
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>"Hah, oops."
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>Cadance reposition herself next to the white coated mare.
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>"Prince Anonymous, this is Fleur De Lis of Michel. She's to be our bridesmaid -- Fleur been helping me adjust with living in Canterlot."
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>You immediately recognize the mare name for being a Prench noble.
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>Fleur begins to speak, but you cut her off.
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"Please rise, Lady Lis. If you're a friend of my wife, you're a friend to me. Thank you for taking care of Cadance."
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>"Non, the thanks is mine, your Highness. It is a pleasure to meet you and to know your fiancée. She speaks so highly of you."
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>Cadance turns to her and says something to her in Prench?
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>They both giggle.
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"You speak Prench, Cadance?"
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>"I didn't, but Fleur has been teaching me. She's very good."
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>Cadance gives Fleur a cheek rub. Fleur blushes.
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>"My Dame, you have all the armes' of affection that one our own indigènes have."
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"Lady Lis, do I know your name from somewhere? Yes, didn't you write 'On Education'?"
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>"Oui, your Highness. It pleases me to hear you know of my essais. I must add, your fiancée is the living esprit of my essasi. Her expérience with life, is uh, how you say, 'well-rounded', non?"
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>Cadance rolls her eyes, bumping Fleur with her side.
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>You smile at the both of them. Happy knowing that Cadance has some else besides you and mom.
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>"If you may excusez-moi your Highness, my Dame; I have lettres to attend to."
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"Of course. Have a good day, Lady Lis."
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>Fleur looks to Cadance and taps her left hoof twice.
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>"Like we practiced, mon ami."
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>Both bow in synchronous; placing their right legs in front of their left and lowering their heads towards the ground. Cadance partly flares her wings, letting them point in a triangle.
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>Fleur smiles at Cadance.
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>"Bien joué. A good day to you, your Highness."
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