Don't princesses get ponies?

The young princess’s yawn subsided as she leaned happily into her mother’s side. She didn’t feel like she was being held back, yes she loved the sun, but this was her life. They were creatures of the night and she didn’t have any internal aversion to that. Recluse spoke again, asking if she had her father take her out during the daytime. Akhlut shook her head in answer, she honestly hadn’t thought about having the man she knew as her dad take her out in the sunlight. Not really comprehending that Recluse stayed away from it because she was forced to.

The Queen went on to mention that Akh could decide for herself when she wished to sleep and when she desired to wake once she was older. ”How much older, Momma?” The princess asked with a tilt of her head as impatience filtered through her voice. How long was she going to be too young? Not that the girl had a great grasp of the passing of time as it was, but looking so far ahead in the future wasn’t easy for the youthful princess.