The day after my victory was complete, I was sleeping more soundly then I had in years, when I was nudged awake by my husband. “Pardon me, my dear,” Prince Walter said. “But there is business you need to attend to.” I sat up and rubbed my eyes. “What? I’ve conquered the kingdom, what else is there to do?” “Well…as you recall, you killed my parents after we got married.” “Ah yes,” I said. “Steps one and two.” “My parents basically ran the kingdom.” “I assume so.” Harold brought out a scroll and unrolled it. “Now that we - umm, YOU — are running things, there are just a few tasks to be done.” The scroll unwrapped and slapped to the ground. Dammit. “Didn’t they … delegate?” “They were very hands-on.” I rubbed my tired eyes. “I need coffee,” I groaned. Step 3: Live with the consequences of my actions.