"I aim to make this kingdom more magical. And I am going to start from the bottom and work my way up. The bottom in this case is the kingdom's food supply. If all kingdom inhabitants consume food magical in origin, the kingdom itself will grow in magic. The current livestock will slowly be transformed, but as that will take some time to complete, you will be starting us off." Antyny smirked. "Do not worry. Not all of you will be slaughtered for meat."
Without warning, soldiers moved in. The magical creatures fought back, but the soldiers that weren't Witches had magical weapons. Antyny turned away as the creatures and soldiers clashed, going back into the Palace.
Jasper found herself chained with the other minotaurs she had seen. They all had been restrained with magical chains that weakened them, preventing them from escaping. Clearly, Antyny had been planning this for a long time. The other minotaurs, of which there were three, were all male, with two full grown and one a calf. The calf was crying for his mother. Acting on sudden instincts, Jasper hushed the calf and guided him towards her udder. The calf suckled hungrily, still teary-eyed.
The soldiers guarding them talked amongst themselves. By listening to them, Jasper found out what was planned for the minotaurs. One male was to be turned female and then both used for breeding. She was actively producing milk and as such would be sent to a dairy farm. After being bred by one of the bulls she was currently shackled to. But the soldiers weren't sure what was going to happen to the calf.
There was a burst of loud noise from a group of unicorns. The soldiers guarding the minotaurs rushed over to resolve the problem. Jasper took a deep breath. She was feeling strongly maternal and protective towards the calf still weakly nursing from her. She had to do something to keep him safe!