"Well, you used to be. Then she changed you." I said sheepishly, hoping Morgana wouldn't get angry about it.
"Oh, party pooper. Yes, you used to be a man. In fact, that small army outside used to follow you. However,
now you're my little slave girl." Morgana said.
"Like, no way. If those guys outside are mine, I'll just have them come in here and make you change me back."
Jake said as he stormed out the door. Unfortunately for him, we were on the third story. When he finally got
outside, Morgana ran over to the window to watch. I could faintly make out the conversation outside.
"Like, OK guys, let's go in and get rid of her." A high pitched girly voice, clearly Jake's, said.
"Uh huh. Why would we trust you witch?" One of the knights said.
"I'm not the witch, I'm Prince Jake, and you will listen to me or I will, like, have daddy fire you all." Jake
said.
"Cute illusion. Problem is, now we can guess your plan. Let me try. You come out here, looking like some slut,
charge us in there where we find either the prince looking like you or his dead body. Then you either have us
kill him, or you kill us. Not happening." The knight said. I was actually starting to feel sorry for the
asshole.
"Slut? Illusion? I'm the prince, and I want you to do what I say right now!" Jake yelled. I could just imagine
him stomping his feet and throwing a hissy fit. At least now he had a body where people kind of expected it
from him.
"Boys, tie up this bitch. I'm going inside to find the prince and princess." The knight yelled.
"Tie me up? You wouldn't d-" Jake was cut off by what I have to assume was a gag or a sharp blow to the head.
Now Morgana was practically bouncing off the walls. She ran to her table and started rifling through her
notes. Before I could ask what she was doing, she cast a spell on herself so she looked like the prince pre-
transformations. As the knight opened the door, Morgana cast another spell that tied her up.
"Highness, you are in here. Thank the Lord." The knight said as he started to untie Morgana.
"Yes, thanks. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to rescue the princess and find my armor." Morgana said. She did
a good job with the voice. It was a perfect match.
"Of course sir. What shall I do?" The knight asked.
"Take that filthy bitch back to the castle. I want her thrown in the... no, not the dungeon. I want you to
sell her into slavery." Morgana said.
"What? You don't require our assistance here?" The knight asked.
"No. The witch used magic to hide my armor, so the princess and I will stay here to find it. Alone. Very alone
if you understand." Morgana said while wiggling her eyebrows.
"Oh. Yes sir. We'll be on our way then." The knight said as he left. As soon as he did, Morgana turned to me.
"You were quiet. Why?" She asked. I didn't have an answer. Why had I not said anything? I suppose I was just
too fascinated trying to figure out Morgana's plan. Fortunately for me, she didn't wait for an answer.
"Oh well, I need to cast one last spell anyway." She said, reverting back to her female form. She looked
through an old book briefly then shut it. She walked over to the window, just out of sight, and cast a spell.
"What did that do?" I asked.
"Quite simple really. I cast a spell on Jake so that anyone who touches her in the next forty eight hours will
be put under the same spell he was." Morgana explained.
"That's terrible! It's one thing to transform that wretched fool, but the knights that follow him are good
men." I said.
"Well, soon they'll be very bad girls. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to prepare. I don't want the next
prince sneaking up on me." Morgana said as she left. Then I was alone in my cage, with nothing to do but watch
Jake's knights ride off with Jake stuck in a wagon.