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"Give me that one." Kelos said confidently. Even though he was making a decision that would effect the rest of his life he made the decision quickly and decisively. Arthras smiled already knowing the results and passed the glass to Kelos and lifted his own. "To the future." "Cheers." Kelos replied as the two royal men each downed their drinks in one go.
Arthras smiled at Kelos who actually finally seemed to show a bit of nerves as some beads of sweat formed around his temples. "No need to be nervous, what's done is done, in fact lets stand up and make sure there is room enough for what comes next. I'd hate to see the fine table or chairs damaged." Both men stood up and Kelos actually began to pace as he looked at his body. "How long does the potion take? Or was there never a potion at all, did you just wish to see how I would react under the circumstances?"
"I did want to see how you'd handle yourself and although I'd have approached the situation differently I admire that you faced the challenge head on. As for the potion, it was certainly real and I think I feel it taking effect right now."
Kelos stopped pacing and looked to King Arthras who was looked at his reflection in the glass he'd drunk the potion from. His face seemed to be losing it's stubble and his hair was growing longer. Arthras put down the glass as he felt the other changes begin to take place. His body that had begun to huntch a bit due to age and pains all of the sudden felt comfortable standing straight up but as soon as Arthras did that his posture changed again as his chest expanded forward. Arthras coughed in discomfort as he undid his jacket giving his newly formed large breasts room to breath. Arthras turned from Kelos and gave a quick pat to his, well now her manhood and confirmed that it was no longer there.
"Well Kelos...oh my, this voice will take some getting used to. Anyways, Kelos I believe I should congratulate you on your coming nuptuals with my daughter." Arthras said as she extended her hand that was no longer scared and calloused from battle but was now smooth. Kelos was too stunned to take it. "You're beautiful." He was all he could muster at the transformation that had taken place before his eyes.
Arthras laughed a hearty laugh with his new voice, "Boy, it's all right. I knew this was a possibly when I issued the challenge to you. I must say this was probably one of the more desirable outcomes when you think of all the possibilities in the universe there were for that potion to turn me into."
Kelos managed to pick his jaw up off the ground and spoke, although he still sounded a little shaken. "What I mean to say is, you look as though you could be Princess Fia's older sister. If you don't mind me saying, I think I see what she got her beautiful appearances."
"You flatter me Kelos. But don't use all your compliments on me. I should get out of your hair and leave ruling over Traeven to you and Fia. Now if you'll excuse me I must go pack something before I leave."
"What? No! I don't want you to leave now!" Kelos said surprised at what Arthras had said, "Just because you lost doesn't mean you must step down. You could still stay and rule as Queen, just under Grovan rule."
"I suppose I could, but years and years of wearing the crown and making life altering decisions on behalf of the people has beaten me down. You're too young to understand but being King isn't just a figurehead position, the King must carry the burden of the people with his every day. And frankly I've been doing it since I was younger than you and to put it bluntly I'm tired. I think that this body is...how should I put this...a retirement...gift? I guess gift is the right word, after all it is nice to be 20 years younger even if it is as a woman. Now, Kelos I really should be leaving before someone sees me like this, I'd rather sneak away. Never been a fan of goodbyes. Good luck with the kingdom and please take care of my daughter."
As Arthras turned to leave Kelos reached out and put his hand on the new woman's shoulder. Arthras turned to listen to what Kelos had to say.
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