This choice: Join a ducal court to provide amusement for nobles • Go Back...Chapter #5Join a ducal court to provide amusement for nobles by: Mr. George   Approaching the castle, you review your plan to infiltrate it. Needing to get the lay out clear in your head, and memorise the details for later. Grimacing to yourself, you cast a glamour spell on yourself. Knowing how it'll make you look, you catch your half-reflection the glass, you watch as your bust swells to very distracting dimensions. Wishing it wasn't so obvious, you're glad that it's only illusion rather than the shoulder aching, back pain inducing reality.
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The effect is impressive, as you know big boobs don't mean bimbo. If anything they work like a projected weapon, shooting out stupidity to any male who catches sight of you. Besides, what man would consider a woman to be as smart as him, or worse smarter! Especially with such eye-catching titties. You practice a girlish giggle, head shimmy and shy averted glance. It's shockingly realistic, who convincing it looks, as you shake your head.
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Slipping into a circus caravan, you muddle the others with your magic, and present yourself as a juggler. To most audiences, the hand is faster than the eye, besides it's almost boringly easy to do with the assistance of magic.
You walk along with the others, casually juggling three clubs, as you pass through the gate house, the heavy portcullis overhead. Feeling the eyes of the guards on you, you flash a nervous smile. Afraid that they can see your true form, or detect the glamour spell. But, as you pout and blow a kiss back to one. You see the real reason. They're entranced by the movement of your chest, rather than the balls. Hell! They hardly even register the blown kiss, until you're passed.
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The main courtyard has only a few re-inforced doors leading off it. One into the back of the gate house, a set of stairs leading up to the battlements, and to one side one leading to the stables.
Spotting the flanking guards, at the oaked double doors, with the heavy dark hinges you can see that's the entrance to the main body of the castle.
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Feeling eyes on you from the overlooking windows, you feel self-conscious. It's too late to change the spell to attempt to pass as a male juggler. Your more svelte figure never attracted this degree of attention.
Besides you look more like a peasant girl with a skill, than a scary female mage with every suggestion of witchcraft and dark arts that your usual looks summon for the casual observer.
Not wanting the common people to see the display before the nobles, you and a few of the acrobatics, tumblers and jesters are allowed into the main castle while the rest of the part set up in the courtyard.
Noting the doors as you pass them, and glancing in if you're lucky enough that they're open, you are too soon in front of the Duke, his wife, and his courtly attendants.
As expected, a broad table stands between you and them, with imposing halberd carrying guards nearby to prevent anything unfortunate happening. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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