"There is a house about an hour's ride from here," Gareth grunted as he thrust deeply into Jasper. Jasper moaned in delight, stomping the ground with her hooves. "Simon Muscat and his wife Patricia are friendly to our cause and have agreed to provide shelter to us, should we need it."
"Tell me more," Jasper whinnied. She neighed as new pleasure rippled over her.
"They live comfortably, though are not wealthy by any means. Simon operates a vineyard, but most of his money comes from producing wine. They can make use of horses to pull carts full of wine barrels and casks."
"Cart pulling horses? But- oh! Oh!" Jasper was cut off as she and Gareth climaxed simultaneously, neighing at the top of their lungs. Once Gareth finished shooting his load into her, he dismounted. Jasper took a moment to catch her breath, then turned to the stallion. "Gareth, we are not the breed that would be pulling carts," she pointed out.
"Anya was under the impression that you may be able to use the amulet to change your breed," Gareth said. "Merely focus on what you wish it to do. And if I am touching you, I will be affected as well."
"I will try," Jasper whinnied. Gareth pressed his body against hers. "Protect me!"
There was a flash of light. When it cleared, both Jasper and Gareth were much taller than before. They looked at each other in shock. They were no longer fine riding and racing Arabians, but hardworking Clydesdales. Gareth was now a dark bay roan, while Jasper was a palomino. Gareth nuzzled Jasper.
"You are still as fine a mare as before." He sniffed her deeply. "And I can detect heat on you still. Do you still feel the heat?"
"Yes," Jasper sighed, frustrated. Gareth whinnied in amusement.
"I will tend to your needs until we are both exhausted. After we arrive at the Muscat residence."
"Very well. Lead the way."
Jasper followed Gareth through the woods. She could tell they were heading in the opposite direction Anya and the concubines had, but she was fine going out of her way if it meant she and Gareth would be safe. Her body was no longer built for racing, but it was sturdy and had high stamina. They galloped for an hour, finally arriving at the town of Vingery. The coup had reached this town as well; there were some bodies in the streets and buildings on fire being extinguished. Jasper avoided looking at the damage that had been done, instead focusing on Gareth's handsome ass in front of her.
They eventually arrived at a house on the outskirts of the town. A middle-aged dark-haired man stood outside the house, looking as though he was waiting for someone. He frowned at the Clydesdales that had come to a stop in front of them, and jumped in surprise when Gareth spoke to him, explaining the situation.
"I did not agree to housing a member of the Royal Family for who knows how long!" Simon hissed. "I have a wife and son to think about!"
"Your family will not be in danger," Gareth said gently. "Who could suspect the Clydesdale mare beside me to be Prince Jasper?"
"Only a lunatic," Simon conceded. He sighed. "If you are caught, I will claim to have never known your true identities, and only took you because you were roaming free and I needed more cart horses."
"If that is what you wish," Gareth said. He sounded unhappy, but they had no other choice at the moment.
"All right." Simon looked at Gareth. "You are to go by Beau." He looked at Jasper. "And you are Belle."
The newly renamed horses allowed Simon to lead them into the stable they would be living in. To Belle's frustration, they would not be sharing a stall. That would impact how frequently they could have sex. Hopefully, they would spend plenty of time in the paddock together. Ideally without the Muscats' other Clydesdale, a light brown chestnut stallion named Blaze, who was eyeing Belle with interest.
"Get some rest," Simon said after filling their food and water troughs. "A royal coup will not keep wine from needing delivered. Tomorrow, you will have to prove you can earn your keep here."
Simon left the stable. Beau and Belle had a brief conversation before deciding to go to sleep. Sleep came quickly, after the exhausting time they'd had. In the morning...