Some days, Cadence wondered what evil she had committed in a past life, for her to be given the crystal empire to rule. For months she had been preparing a speech for, and scheduling her appointments around, the single most important holiday ponies celebrated this far north.
The Aurora Picnic.
On paper, it sounded wonderful; a whole day spent in the company of loved ones, surrounded by others doing the same thing.
There was just one problem. Before she became princess, it had been held on a frozen lake. And now...well... boats made of crystal didn’t float.