Meet Me in the Palace
Strife with magnificent plant life and abundant with the sound of commerce just outside its walls, the glorious palace was a place to behold. It was a structure that was larger than most others, built for the royal family and making up the very center of the city. Stalls and booths were set up just outside, winding along the city streets of various vendors peddling their fine materials and interesting objects. There was no homogeneity among the various kiosks, everyone seemed to have a different method and a different ware.
Among the crowded pathways came a cloaked figure that bobbed and weaved between the various individuals. Those that saw him, or better yet, his cloak, moved out of the way. The garments he wore were a dark blue, like honed sapphire. It signified that he was apart of the sorcerer's guild and was regarded with fear and a bit of respect, as few knew of the order that he was a part of and the power that it held.
While a hood was draped over his head, his dark gray muzzle still peered out, and thus it was easy to tell what he was. A wolf, he was one of many that occupied the guild and was considered to be a grunt, knowing few spells and holding a low rank. He glanced around and caught the eyes of a few pedestrians, of whom were quick to avert their eyes. He couldn't help but grin to himself as he finally made his way to the palace steps.
He rushed up the two flights of polished marble and past the armed guards that stood at the entrance. He didn't need to sneak, the sorcerer's guild was considered to be second in prestige only to the royal family's guards and advisers. The wolf knew exactly where he was going, and once he was in the great hall he turned and rushed up the stairs to a second floor. Here in this area was where the royal family resided, though the King, Queen, and children all had separate rooms.
At the far end of the hall was another individual, clad in the same deep blue cloak and clothing, she was a pharaoh hound of some renown among the other sorcerers. She stared at the wolf the closer he came and gave a slight glare. He averted his own eyes as he hurried, eventually stopping just a few feet away.
"I apologize for my tardiness," he said, almost pleading. He kept his eyes turned away and his head was tilted down in respect. "I meant to hurry, but.-"
"Spare me your excuse!" she growled and lashed her paw forward. She grabbed at his ear hard and yanked, pulling him into the King's private quarters. The heavy oak door banged against the far wall. The wolf whimpered until he was released, his body pushed up against the same wall the door had struck, being out of the sight of the hall. He was wincing and hadn't realized that the senior sorceress had pushed herself up against him. The two were about the same height and he became abruptly aware that her face hovered just inches from his.
"Kulsa, what are we doing here?" he asked as a blush formed across the bridge of his muzzle. She stared into his eyes with a powerful intensity and then suddenly took a step back.
"We're going to take the River's Pendant from the King," she explained simply enough. The wolf stared at her with an expression like she might be crazy and then scoffed.
"You've lost your mind. The King would have us slaughtered on the spot if we made an attempt at his pendant!" He retorted loudly with a hard look of his own thrown her way.
"Hush your voice!" she snapped and clamped a paw over his mouth. He blinked in surprise, peering out from between her fingers. "I have a plan, Rux, but you have to listen to me. First off: stay quiet, the King will be here any moment," she explained. "Second, I'll be distracting the King while you steal his pendant. I have a fool proof plan, assuming you're not an idiot," she continued.
"I'm not an idiot," Rux said with a frown after wrestling her paw from his lips. "And how do you propose to distract him?"
"Simple. I'm going to fuck him," she said without a pause. Her words caught the wolf completely off guard and he had to blink away his confusion. Before he could ask, she continued. "I've fucked him before, don't worry. I know what he likes, and I know that he puts away his pendant every time he has sex. I also know that he goes down for a nap after he cums." Rux slowly nodded his head, seeming to at least be following.
"All right, but how am I supposed to steal it?" he asked dubiously.
"Once again, a simple part of my plan," she explained and produced a small satchel from within her cloak. Clutched in her paw as well was an amulet that looked nearly identical to the one that the King would have been wearing. "I'm going to shrink you to the size of an ant. You're going to then shrink the Amulet, steal it, and then expand this fake in its place," she explained. "You know enough spell mastery to scale furniture at that size and be on your own?" she asked. He nodded his head in compliance. "Good."
The sound of heavy footfalls came from down the hall, their echo telling of the King's arrival. The wolf froze in fear, unsure of what to do. Suddenly the fake amulet and the bag were shoved into the wolf's arms and a silver dust struck him in the face. He stifled a cough and blinked away the powder. When he regained his sight he came to find that he was rapidly shrinking, falling into his own footprint until he was no bigger than an insect. He flopped to the floor, his weight hardly anything at all. He picked himself up just in time to see the sorceress's cloak come tumbling down atop him. From his perspective, everything was colossal in size, the entirety of the room being a mile in distance from one wall to the other.
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