You are just a commoner, the son of a farmer, and it is your turn to deliver the share of the crops to the king. You enter the castle, pulling the cart behind you when all of a sudden, you shrink to 6 in. Before you can think of what to do, you are quickly scooped up in the glove of one of the guards and presented before the king. He is a stately figure, sitting in a throne with his ornate shoes up on a footstool. He is wearing a red and gold robe. He is tall, with slightly grey hair reaching almost to his shoulders and a beard. He looks to be about 50, but is still a powerful looking man.
"This little man came in with the crop delivery," said the guard.
The king took you in his bare hand, his skin warm and leathery, with a firm grip.
"Good," said the king, looing coldly at you, "I could use a small servant. Now, as your first order of business, I will need you to measure my foot for some new shoes I am having made."
The king placed you on his footstool and removed his right shoe and stocking, placing his large bare foot right in front of you. It was almost twice as tall as you were. The sole was very wrinkly, and had just a few callouses. You could feel the heat coming off of it from where you stood, and there was a slight, musty smell. This was so degrading! What do you do?
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