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The Escape

"I surrender myself to the empire. Nnnnnnnnn."
Manakan sat quite a moment, regaining his breath.
"Finished," he said to his chamber maids. The one who
had been hidden behind the prince's bulk stood with
the gilded fecal tray and Prince Manakan nodded his
approval of the large pile of royal excrement
simmering on it.

A chamber maid knelt down taking up the panties
and helped the prince into them. Two other chamber
maids took his arms assisted him to his feet, then
held out his skirts while his panties were adjusted
onto his rotund body.

"We must leave at Once," Narcissian said.

"Yes. Or my loving cousin will have my head," the
prince said. "I am ready."

The fools, Ambassador Narcissian thought, just
four remaining of the Royal House of Ardine (three
very soon), and the seek to eradicate one of their
own. "We shall go at once then, Your Highness." He
curtsied. The prince was helped onto his transport bed
and taken away.