Sei suddenly was back in the closet. A quick around saw no sign of Mike. The candles were still burning and looked as if he'd been gone only a second or so.
As he turned to look around his foot bumped the black wooden statue of the Knight. Sei reached his hand down and picking up the figure he stood almost scared enough to cry. Then his other foot stepped on something soft.
In the yellow light of the two candles lay on the floor a perfect ebony black wooden figure of his friend Mike. The face showed his eyes wide open as if scarewd out of his wits. Arms stretched out forward and finger flayed wide in absolute terror. All clothes, T-shirt, cutoff jeans, tennies, now everything frozen in time and space.
While Sei stood ready to cry, Mike was having to learn his new way of life. A youth in his teens nor any person he might expect would or could now what to do once placed into the form of a stallion.
The silver Knight took Mike reins in hand and after removing the heavy saddle from his back the troop marched off for the palace and some stable.
Mike felt the worry drain from him as he trotted along side the silver Knight and his gray horse.
"You have your challange to come my black steed! If the outcome is in your favor a harem of females awaits your pleasure. I expect that the prime stallion now almost fifty years old is tired and possibly at his time for defeat! If you win the challange and pleasure the mares till all pregnant you still have a choice. As the mares will favor you and you them the tie shall bind. I would hope that as the prime stallion chose some fourtynine years ago, you would remain on as the prime stud for my herd. Oh true enough you might return to your times and life a happy and well educated male, or you can live the life of ease as my stallion and this palce stables prime stud, you may choose some time later!" beconed the Knight.