Princess Twilight Sparkle was humming a happy tune as she walked to the Royal Dining Room for breakfast. While she had lived in Canterlot Castle for most of her youth as Princess Celestia’s personal student, it had taken her a while to adjust to the reality of not just living here full time but ruling from here as well.

Part of her knew that she’d not remain in Ponyville forever, but returning to Canterlot so soon and apparently forever was a shock as she never expected to rule from Canterlot, or at all, actually. Her friends came to Canterlot once a month for an entire three-day weekend to do a ruling council type of event, helping with creating or changing laws… or just giving ideas on how to solve various problems, with a little time left over for socializing. It did help to shoulder the burden of rule, but it also highlighted how badly she missed not being able to see her friends daily. Worse still, it wasn’t nearly as good as having a husband at her side with that daily support, like what Cadance enjoyed with Shining Armor, which was something that Cadance wouldn’t stop talking about.

She wasn’t jealous… well, not Nightmare Moon level jealous, but it felt within her right to have at least one stallion that loved her unconditionally for the pony that she was, not the title she held. Maybe the need for companionship would fade after a few hundred years but she didn’t see herself as ever being fully sexless like Celestia was, despite still being a virgin currently. As time passed and took Shining and all of her friends with it, she knew that forsaking love would be as hard for Cadance as forsaking friendship would be for Twilight, and she didn’t see it happening anytime soon.

As she walked through the hallway, she tried to be as inconspicuous as a princess could be while the servants were busy hanging white, red, and pink ribbons and banners in honor of the upcoming holiday, which made her both sigh in longing and grin in anticipation.

Her least favorite holiday of all time was coming up… the dreaded Hearts and Hooves Day.

While being foalsat as a filly, Cadance had pulled out all the stops trying to get Twilight a Hearts and Hooves date, but she was just too awkward to make it work. Back then, a good book was better than a first kiss. Once she got a little older, Twilight had finally appreciated what Cadance had tried to do, but it was too late. Not a lot of stallions were interested in the bookish mare after watching her turn down every colt and then stallions for years. It sucked being left alone year after year, but this year, she had a plan. She was going to keep it simple. She wasn’t trying for a special somepony or even a formal date. She just wanted to get laid, and she knew the perfect stallion for the job. If only she could get him to mount her…

Twilight had assumed the rule of Equestria eight months ago when Celestia and Luna retired after the most recent Summer Sun Celebration, and while the job wasn’t her cup of tea, she did enjoy the perk of being able to spend time with her father every day now that he was her official Royal Advisor. It felt like they had a lifetime to catch up on, more so in some areas than others.

Night Light had faithfully served Princess Celestia for well over 25 years and he wasn’t ready to retire yet, so his service simply transferred from one princess to another. Raven Inkwell stayed on as well, giving Twilight a solid, well trained, and experienced administrative staff, which she appreciated more than she could ever say.

Night Light also seemed happier now, being able to serve his daughter and to spend more time with her, but that could be hit or miss depending on where his mood was, which was unfortunately becoming more unstable for reasons that Twilight hadn’t been able to ascertain. Through trial and error, she found that jokes and humor of a sexual nature, that would normally be very inappropriate for a daughter to make towards her father, let alone a princess to make ever, seemed to make her father laugh and then feel better, but maybe that was just them being able to bond deeper in a way that neither of them had time for previously.

As a young filly, Twilight’s upbringing had been very loving and very ‘normal.’ If fact, she didn’t find out about the so-called unicorn incest kink until she started attending Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns, the cliché being more obvious with only unicorns attending the school. Her classmates seemed shocked that she and Night Light nor she and Shining Armor ever did anything sexual, and that, in part, might have been one of the reasons that she didn’t have a lot of friends until she moved to Ponyville. At times, she wondered if it was just a joke that went over her head or if she was really missing out on something normal, natural, and fun.

Did her father not love her enough to make love to her?

It was a recurring thought in her youth.

She was too embarrassed to ever ask him. But that was going to change soon. It had to. She was ready, or so she had told herself. She wanted a Hearts and Hooves Day rut as her first time and only her father would do. She needed a pony she could trust, and she trusted no pony more than her father. Somepony had to claim her flower and she had been saving it for her father, not that she had ever told anypony this.

She entered the dining room and sat down, the doors closing behind her to give her momentary privacy to break the ice of the morning. Her father walked in a few minutes later, a little later than normal, but he also seemed more exhausted than normal. To say that it appeared that he didn’t sleep well would have been an understatement.

Night Light yawned and then gave his daughter a peck on the cheek. He also looked a little upset, as if he had just received bad news.

“Good morning, Princess. I have some paperwork that I need you to sign urgently.”

Twilight smiled at her father as he sat down in the chair next to her.

Let the morning games begin…

With a hint of lust, she teased her father. “You know, you can have more than just a peck on the cheek, daddy.”

Night Light snorted. “Yeah… I’m sure I could. However, with half the nobles kissing your ass already, a simple peck on the cheek is at least honest affection… unlike what some ponies give.”

Twilight smiled at the jab about how the nobles seemed to be trying to suck up to her now that years of sucking up to Celestia no longer mattered, but she also frowned at how… pointed… the statement about ‘honest affection’ was. There was clearly something more to the statement… was now a bad time to push for what she had wanted for so long?

After a moment’s thought, Twilight decided that she had to double down. Her father’s mood was worse than normal this morning and his exhaustion was concerning. She decided to stand up and position herself for a more complex and far more serious ‘joke’ than normal, even if it hurt her plans in the process. Her own needs were nothing compared to her father’s needs.

In a succulent tone, she pressed her luck by pushing the limits of her father’s affection for her and his ability to respond playfully to an otherwise ‘innocent joke.’

“Yes, daddy. The nobles are sucking up to me, but none of them have suckled me. Would you like to, daddy?”

Night Light coughed into his morning coffee before turning to look at his daughter. The sight of her made his jaw drop and his cock hard.

Twilight was facing away from him, her head lowered all the way to the floor, with her tail flagged and her legs spread. Her ample hips were raised, and her tight purple pussy was winking at him, while her main intended display was swaying for his apt attention. Twilight’s teats hung low, bigger than her mother’s, despite never having had a foal. Becoming an Alicorn had made her a mare beautiful enough to ogle without shame, though Night Light was acutely aware that she was still a virgin… and she was still his daughter.

Night Light swallowed hard, and his even harder cock smacked the bottom of the dining room table with a loud, obvious, meaty smack. He looked down at the table in shock, betrayed by his own body’s reaction to his beautiful daughter. His blue cheeks went red in a deep blush.

Twilight grinned at the sound and sight, but he groaned, defeated. “I hate to admit it, but suckling on you might make me feel better… however, other than basic sexual pleasure, it would do me no good… for you have no milk for me to enjoy, sweetheart.”

Twilight smirked. “There is a lactation spell for that. Give me six hours and you’ll have all the milk you could ever drink… daddy…” Her tail twitched in a very enticing way…

Night Light sighed. “You can remove a unicorn from incest, but you can’t take the incest out of the unicorn… old clichés never die, it appears. I knew that sending you to an all-unicorn school was a bad idea, no matter how good the education was. Lower your tail and sit down. If a servant saw you doing that, we’d never be able to explain it, other than by the usual assumptions.”

Twilight may have been a Princess, but she was also a daddy’s filly, and she didn’t mind obeying him. Besides, staying on his good side was central to her plans. She lowered her tail and sat back down, and not a moment too soon as the servants came in to take their breakfast order. Twilight ordered her usual stack of pancakes with coffee, but Night Light ordered eggs on toast with a side of bacon, extra crispy, and more coffee.

The servant seemed horrified that Night Light would eat meat but took the order and left.

Twilight hummed in thought while her father consumed the rest of the cup of coffee that he had brought in with him in near record time.

She cleared her throat softly. “You only eat meat when you’re on a sexual dry spell, which honestly doesn’t happen often. Are you and mom fighting?”

She tried not to sound excited by the prospect.

He rubbed his face, still trying to clear the sleep from his eyes. “It’s a long story. And I promised your mother that I wouldn’t talk about it… not that it’s really a secret anymore.”

Twilight pursed her lips. “There is nothing that you can’t tell me, as either your Princess or as your daughter. And if it’s not really a secret, then I could always claim that I found out from some other source. I don’t like seeing you this tired or this upset. Please daddy… tell me what’s wrong.”

Night Light was silent for a long moment, appearing to gather his thoughts, and the servants returned with breakfast only to beat a hasty retreat before he could take the first bite out of the bacon. They acted as if they couldn’t bear to watch him eat it.

He gagged at the taste. “It’s half raw. Your cooks need to be better trained in cooking meat for the carnivore dignitaries that come to the castle on occasion. This is insulting. Waste of bacon.”

He rang a bell angrily and a servant reappeared. “Yes, sir?”

Night Light’s glare could have made Equestria freeze over in a new wendigo winter. “This bacon is undercooked. Take it back and cook it the rest of the way or by Twilight, I will order an actual manticore steak for the kitchen staff to fret over.”

The servant paled and took the bacon back on a separate plate to finish cooking.

Twilight sighed. “As amusing as it is to hear ‘By Twilight’ instead of ‘By Celestia,’ I know that you’re having a bad morning, so don’t you dare try to change the subject.”

Night Light met his daughter’s eyes and held them in his gaze, not wanting to miss her expression when he told her the truth.

“Your mother is cheating on me.”

Twilight’s jaw dropped open and her eyes expressed shock. Her wings opened rapidly and knocked over a flower vase on a pedestal near the wall, causing it to fall and shatter. Night Light winced at the sound of shattering glass but didn’t speak. He instead watched her facial expressions and emotions, knowing that it would likely mirror his wife’s reaction when he served her divorce papers.

Twilight seemed to go through the five stages of grief in mere moments before she settled on rage.

“WHAT! When did this start?”

Night Light looked down at his food and took a bite of egg, trying to come up with a way to break this to her. After rolling the facts over in his head, he realized that this was much worse than he had allowed himself to believe over the years. Maybe he had been lying to himself as much as Velvet had been lying to him. His shame pierced his voice and he seemed so much weaker than the happy stallion that his daughter looked up to.

“It started fifteen years ago, right after you started attending Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns. I could have stopped it before it really took off, but I think it would have put a strain on our marriage. Of course, all these years later, the strain is there anyways, but now it’s the solution that became the cause.”

Twilight’s mind was whirling. Her entire happy upbringing was a lie. This started while she was still a filly. All those days of coming home from school and showing him her good grades. The smiles her mother gave her father. The meek pecks on the cheek in honest affection… Her father had shouldered this mistreatment for years. But why? Twilight drowned her pancakes in syrup, imagining that she was drowning her mother instead. Nopony treated her daddy like that. Nopony. Wait… this is perfect…

Twilight’s voice was clinically flat while she hid her glee, like a therapist asking a patient for more information about the issue they were facing. She magically summoned some parchment and quill, as if preparing to take notes. Her love of checklists notwithstanding, she wasn’t trying to ruin the chance for her father to get this off his chest and she knew she was in too deep to stop now.

She wasn’t looking at him when she asked her next question. “I trust that she had a good reason for this. And that you have a good reason for going along with it?”

Night Light shook his head. “The reasons made sense fifteen years ago but stopped making sense ten years ago. Five years ago, I started actively trying to fix this, but your mother doesn’t seem to want it fixed. And now, I am where I am. I haven’t had sex in over six months and while I enjoy your sexual jokes and other inappropriate humor, you have no idea how ashamed I am to get a boner from watching my daughter do something sexually impropriate for a cheap laugh out of me after I worked so hard to not expose you to incest and to break the cliché that affects so many unicorn families. I feel like I’ve failed you more than I failed your mother. Please, forgive me.”

Twilight bit her lip and put down the parchment and quill. A full confession might balance the scales in this case.

“There is nothing to forgive and I’m not trying to make you feel ashamed. It always bothered me that you didn’t seem to ‘love me enough to make love to me’, at least from the stories I heard the other fillies tell at the school. Maybe they made it up to fit in, I’ll never know. In my case, I was always too embarrassed to ask you to take me even though I wanted you. It would have been hotter if mom walked in on us having sex. I’ve wanted you so badly for so long… I think that was part of the reason why I never got a coltfriend, despite both mom’s and Cadance’s pushing for it to happen. I always wanted you to be my first, although, I could never tell mom or Cadance that. In fact, I was hoping that you’d be willing to take my virginity for Hearts and Hooves Day this year. If you’re willing… daddy.”

Night Light gulped in dread. This offer was the absolute worst possible thing. In hindsight, he did love his daughter enough to make love to her, but he never wanted to acknowledge it to himself, let alone admit that to her. Worse still, he was horny enough to take her up on the offer, but he had reservations about doing it while still being legally married because he made promises to Velvet that he had never broken, even while his marriage continued to decay. He decided to try take a middle ground stance and simply pretend to understand while acknowledging what she said and trying to explain things to her. He just had to hope that he didn’t say something stupid.

Night Light nodded in understanding. “All fillies want their father, and all colts want their mother, at least according to Sigmund Stallion. Given how your mother has treated me, I wouldn’t be shocked if she told me that she had been sleeping with Shining Armor too. As little sex as I get from her, it wouldn’t surprise me if she was cheating on me with more stallions than the one I approved of. That makes me lonely and needy… and weak to temptation. And now, as the ruling princess of Equestria, you could simply order me to fuck you and I can’t say no. What say you, Princess?”

Twilight gasped in horror. “No! I would never order you to do so. I would want this to be a mutual need. A mutual want. A mutual desire. At least I’m an adult now so you don’t have to worry about me being underaged. As a fully consenting adult, you don’t have to worry about taking advantage of me. We can fix both of our problems if we can find a way to meet in the middle on this… issue.”

Night Light seemed to consider the point of contention. “Going back to the original questions… fifteen years ago the best book editor in Canterlot was Harvey Horsestein. His reputation preceded him in the field of becoming a published author for mares… mares only. However, he required his clients to have sex with him, in addition to the normal monetary fees for his services. Your mother had more time to write with both you and Shining away at school, coming home late every day and only being around for weekends and holidays, and she wanted to be a published author so badly… But she had to pay the Harvey Tax. She had to lift her tail for him if she wanted her books to sell. She was upfront with this and told me that she would provide me with mares to see to my needs when she wasn’t able to, to balance the scales of cheating. I promised not to pick mares of my own and to allow this to proceed and she promised to only have her editor as a lover. Ideally, I was supposed to get laid as often as the other stallion. She was grateful for permission, and it worked at first. But it broke down over time and now I have nothing.”

The information was intriguing. Twilight frowned. “What changed?”

Night Light shook his head. “Your mother found me nine willing partners to bridge the gap, but she never asked me if I needed anything else and I felt embarrassed to update her on the situationships as I didn’t feel comfortable talking about my sex with other mares, so I stayed silent. In ten years’ time, they all stopped the arrangement for one reason or another, and she was so content with her editor that she never followed up to make sure I was still being taken care of and I couldn’t bring myself to admit that it was no longer working. I started to suggest that she find a new editor five years ago, when the last arranged situationship quit, so we could go back to a traditional marriage, but she refused. And continues to refuse monthly. I had sex with her at least once a month for the entire arrangement, but that was no consolation when she was the only mare left, barely doing it once a month. And that stopped completely six months ago, shortly after you took the throne. I haven’t broken my promises! I never picked my own lover. So… I can’t pick you, either, unless you order it. I’m not even sure I still love your mother after all the Tartarus she’s put me through, but I won’t break the promises I made to her. I still have my honor. For what little that’s worth.”

Twilight was sweating from the heat of the moment, not that she was in heat, but she would give her crown to bear her father’s foals, Celestia’s retirement be damned.

Twilight slammed a hoof onto the table. “I think it’s time to force her hoof. I’ll draw up divorce papers and she can choose. She can choose to end the marriage and stay with her editor, or she keep her marriage by firing her editor and reinforcing her marriage to you. Or she can retire from writing all together and enjoy her Twilight years with you. No matter what she chooses, I will be here for you. What do you think?”

Night Light wiped his brow, unsure at best. “I wasn’t expecting you to go along with this. I actually have the divorce papers ready for you to authorize it right here with me. It’s the, umm, paperwork that I needed urgently signed. Normally, ponies file for separation and then they have to wait a full year for the divorce to finalize. They are expected to go to counseling and try to fix the marriage. But I’ve been trying for five years already, and I don’t think I can wait any longer. Your mother isn’t going to change her mind. You know the law better than me. Do I have a recourse in this?”

Twilight nodded. “Mom having refused to have sex with you in over six months constitutes marriage abandonment. You can legally divorce her without doing the full one year wait during a separation. And I support it. Even if you lose her, you will always have me. And you can have me in any way you choose. Starting today if you wish. What do you say, daddy?”

Night Light swallowed. “I appreciate your support, but I can’t make love to you unless your mother signs the divorce papers first. I refuse to be the one at fault for the marriage ending.”

Twilight patted her father on the withers. “It’s not your fault in any case… she’s been cheating for years, and she cheated first. She didn’t ask your permission before she paid the Harvey Tax, did she? She asked for permission afterwards. Equestria has At-Fault Divorce in any event. If the rumors are as widespread as you say, it would be easy to prove. Even if it wasn’t easy to prove, I’m on your side and nopony can overrule me. I’ll give you whatever you want, daddy.”

Night Light nodded and gave a defeated sigh. “Fill out your part of the paperwork as the ‘Authorizing Authority.’ I’ll confront her with it today and I’ll give her the three choices that you told me to use. Either way, she has to choose today. I can’t and I won’t wait another day. She must choose. If she signs the papers… I don’t know what I’m going to do.”

Twilight nodded and started to fill out the paperwork but continued to speak to him as she had gotten comfortable with maintaining a complex conversation while still working. “This won’t take long. But while you're waiting, please finish your breakfast while I explain what is going to happen next.”

Night Light returned to his seat just in time for the servant to bring back his now overcooked bacon. He shrugged as he crunched into the almost burnt pork but sighed as the warm juicy grease slit down his throat. The servant left the room and closed the door behind him after having waited to see if Night Light was going to complain again.

Twilight locked the door once the servant left so there would be no interruptions and continued. “First, since all your children are adults, there will be no foal support. Second, since mom earns more money than you, due to the nineteen books that earns her monthly royalties, you will not owe her any amount of alimony. However, mom owned the tower as a Velvet family inheritance before she married you, so that’s her house. If she agrees to the divorce, you’re going to have to move out.”

Night Light nodded and swallowed the bite he was working on and answered. “That sounds reasonable, but where will I move to? I’d hate to have to buy a new home for myself, especially if it’s a longer walk to the castle. I doubt I’ll ever get remarried so buying a house for just me sounds like a waste. It’s not as if you or Shining needs an inheritance from me.”

Twilight continued to fill out the paperwork. “Not a problem. I’ll let you move into Princess Luna’s old room, right beside mine. It’ll give you easy access to me… for whenever you want me.”

Night Light gulped at how nice that sounded… how easy… it would be to get his needs met for the first time in years.

“Anything else?”

Twilight nodded. “I’ll add in additional addendums. As the biological grandfather, you will preserve your right to see Princess Flurry Heart, even if Shining Armor objects to the divorce. Also, I’d like to enter in a judgement against Harvey Horsestein for ‘theft of marital property.’ I want him to properly compensate you for the time you lost.”

Night Light frowned. “I thought that theft of marital property only applied to the spouse taking money or assets that didn’t belong to them or belonged jointly to both in an effort to not have to divide it evenly during a divorce?”

Twilight smiled at how perceptive her father was. “Normally, that’s true. In this case, I’m extending the marital property to include mom’s pussy. Harvey took that from you, and he owes you compensation. Since he doesn’t have a wife or a daughter for you to take as compensation, you’ll have to settle for bits.”

Night Light took another bite out of his breakfast, hoping to finish it before it went cold. In the time it took to finish another portion of food, he came up with a question.

“How would you go about calculating such a thing?”

Twilight hummed. “How often did you used to make love before the situationship started?”

He thought about it. “About three or four times a week.”

Twilight nodded. “And do you have records about the sex you had after it started?”

Night Light blushed. “Actually, I kept a detailed sex journal of how many times I had sex and with which mare, including your mother. In the beginning, I was trying to make sure that all nine of the mares got equal attention when Velvet wasn’t available, but I also wanted to keep things transparent in the event of a divorce. Proof that I wasn’t ‘cheating’ and was only using the mares your mother provided. It felt silly to do it at the time, but now I guess I’m glad I did it. I can get them for you but it’s fifteen years’ worth of records. It takes up three journals worth of entries.”

Twilight smiled warmly and nodded. “I promise I won’t judge you.”

Night Light teleported to home, grabbed the journals, and teleported back in a flash. “It’s not anything kinky… just who I was with, the date, how long we were together that night and which position we used. Reading it… I guess you might get an idea about what I like sexually. It’s not something I ever wanted you to know but if you’re serious about me moving into the castle and more or less becoming your lover, I guess you have the right to know what you’re getting yourself into.”

Twilight’s eyes glowed white and the pages of the journals flipped rapidly as she absorbed the information like a dry sponge soaking up water. A dollop of mare juice leaked from her tight slit and hit the floor with a loud splat, leaving her almost as embarrassed as her father was when his cock hit the bottom of the table earlier in the meal. She didn’t think that simply reading about her father’s sexual exploits, even in the dry manner that he recorded them in, would turn her on so completely. Her father didn’t say anything about it, sparing her a little embarrassment.

She cleared her throat as if nothing happened. “Okay. So, running the numbers, if nothing had changed in your relationship with mom, you could have had up to 3,000 sexual experiences with mom over fifteen years of normal marriage. As your frequency with her lowered, you only actually got 500 times in fifteen years. So… if we apply the going rate of a whorse at 100 bits per session to the 2,500 times you didn’t get the have mom, Harvey Horsestein owes you 250,000 bits.”

Night Light’s jaw dropped. “Sweetheart… that’s like… every bit he ever made from his small cut of the royalties from your mother’s books and then some. He’ll fight it.”

Twilight grinned. “He can’t. It’s a judgement. It’s final. And who exactly is he going to appeal it to? The ruling monarch issued the judgment. If he doesn’t pay up, he goes to the dungeon. But, it’s only active and valid if mom signs the divorce. If she stays with you, her lover is spared the fee, but if he doesn’t pay and she doesn’t end the affair, I’ll have them both arrested.”

Night Light was stunned by the proclamation. “And on what grounds would you do so?”

Twilight’s smile faded. “You are my personal advisor, daddy. I can’t allow you to be blackmailed or compromised. This ends today, one way or another. Here, the paperwork is finished. You have the rest of the day off to present this to mom. And don’t forget to come back to the castle tonight. I want my date with you no matter what else happens.”

He was again taken aback. “Tonight?”

Twilight gave him a blissful expression complete with lusty bedroom eyes the likes of which he hadn’t seen in nearly fifteen years.

“Of course… it’s Hearts and Hooves Day and I want to give you my flower. It’s the best and worst holiday for a divorce. Given how hard it is for a mare to find a husband that doesn’t want a herd or a side piece, a cheating wife deserves no mercy.”

Night Light took the paperwork in thoughtful contemplation and left the Dining Room after Twilight unlocked the door for him. He had every intention to go home and pack everything that was his on the off chance that he had to move out since he wouldn’t be able to bear staying there another minute if his wife didn’t do the right thing and decide to stay with him. He knew that she was at her editor’s office today finalizing deals for the publication of her twentieth book, which probably meant that she was being railed right now in Harvey’s office. The thought made him sick. Even if he wanted a romantic date night with his wife on the best date holiday of the year, it wouldn’t happen now because Velvet never had sex with him the same day that she did Harvey.

Once he was gone, Twilight allowed herself the glee that she had been holding in and cast a simple spell on herself and smiled in self-satisfaction.

Anything and everything for daddy. Just like a loyal, loving daughter should.

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Author's Note

Chapter 1 of what should be a 3 chapter story, with maybe an epilogue. Stay tuned for more soon.