Life Level

"I hope Leandra is sleeping and not getting smashed at a tavern for her shift," Trial says.

"Excuse me?" a burly stallion asks walking up.

Trial says nothing as he acts like a professional guard.

"The prince wants you to arrest somepony. The owner of Hindleg," he says pointing behind him.

"Sorry, but my job is external threats. There has to be somepony who can handle it," Trial calls before shooting the bow again and within moments, another Timberwolf death howl was heard.

The burly stallion watches him before leaving back down and soon Trial heard loud grumbling as he sees, out of the corner of his eye, the idiot prince flying over with a stallion in a magical aura flying behind him towards the city in the distance.

"Too much reading into the fine print. All well and good, but what happens when something gets inside the town? External my flank," he hears above him as he kept flying.

Trail say nothing and points to a contract on one of the beams.

"Just shut up about it. Right now, I have to deal with this idiot. You can insult me when I get back," Dusk says, knowing that Trial had done something as he kept flying.

"Just throw him outside. I will take care of him," Trial says notching an arrow.

Dusk frowns. "It was done in the past like that, but not these days. I like fair and swift trials. Besides, the counties have to see where their diplomats were trapped at and makes sure nopony does this again."

"The guilty trying themselves. You really think your genocide king will let any of this become public?" Trial asks seriously.

Dusk's eyebrow twitches. "I literally have a sister who is a second ruler of the dragons. Trust me, I won't let this go quietly into the night. Besides, I heard Prince Artemis still remembers his old torture techniques and it is still night court up there," he says, making sure the stallion hears who whimpers.

"Leandra, what he do?" Trial asks looking at her.

"Held some diplomats as dancers and kept them here…oh. And tried to get me become a dancer as well…very forcibly," Leandra says walking up.

Trial quickly turns and fires at the stallion before Dusk puts his arm in front of him and catches the arrow into his arm. "Ah damn. That's smart," Dusk groans as he held the arrow lodged in his arm still.

"Know this. No matter how you get off. I will find you and no one will be able to identify you after I am finished," Trial informs making both Dusk and the stallion shiver in fear, thinking he was a demonic entity for a moment.

Dusk breathes out carefully as his foalsitter taught him. "Relax. Holding a diplomat is a life sentence. In fact, it hinges on death," Dusk informs before flying off with the stallion in tow as he felt the anger radiating off of Trial. 'Damn. Who is this guy?'

"So bored," Prince Artemis says as he drums his fingers on the throne as he listen to a budget proposal. "Need…"

"Prince Artemis," Dusk calls, shoving the doors open.

"Dusk!" Artemis says happily as he gets up and walks over before stopping dead cold at the sight of his arm. "Wha…what happened to you?" he asks slowly walking over and looking to the arrow and his wound.

Dusk holds a finger before snapping them and Artemis hears a grunt and looks to see a stallion on the ground. "To the dungeons. One life sentence for holding a diplomat," Dusk says to the guards at the door who quickly carry him off as Dusk looks back to Artemis. "Sorry. Had a little problem with some hired mercs. We really need royal guards in town."

Now Artemis holds up his finger and turns his head to the group on the carpet. "The court is over. Get out of here."

"But we…"

"Leave!" Artemis yells in the Royal Canterlot Voice, making them pack their things and scurry off before Artemis turns to Dusk and pulls the arrow out before starting to heal him with magic. "Now who is this merc?"

"I don't know the name. He tried to shoot him though and I took the arrow," Dusk explains.

Artemis smiles as he sees the wound healing up. "And that's a sign of a good prince. Don't worry. I shall see that this merc is brought to light and he shall learn discipline."

"He is more likely to kill any you send his way. He also keeps calling Solaris the genocide king," Dusk adds.

Artemis blinks and looks to him. "My brother? But…" he then thinks about it. "Come on," he says leading him away down the hall as he kept healing. "Something happened a few days before that made me question a lot. Now we shall see what fruit have ripened into existence here."

"My lord, something has happened," a lunar guard informs.

"What?" Artemis asks turning to him as Dusk fears the answer he knows is coming.

"Some solar guards came and dismissed us and released the prisoner before escorting him to a carriage and was driven away," the guard says.

Artemis's magic flares and grabs Dusk and starts walking down the hall heavily. "Not only does he have the nerve to hide anything about me after banishing me! He has the nerve to do it when I am back?!" he yells as the guards and maids step out of their way.

Dusk groans as the wound acts up and Artemis keeps pulling before stopping in front of a sun theme door. Artemis's magic flared.

"Brother!" Solaris hears as pieces of the door fly by his head as he eats away at his cake.

Dusk looks to Solaris a bit afraid. "Prince Solaris, I'm sorry for any trouble caused," Dusk tried to defend himself and then sighs in relief as Solaris finishes healing him.

"Quite all right. My younger brother is still hot tempered," Solaris says eating away calmly.

Artemis frowns. "You told your guards to take my prisoner just to set him free. Admit it!"

"Crime?" Solaris asks.

"You know what crime," Artemis yells.

Solaris hums. "Seems to me, you have been duped. I merely got up to catch a late night snack. If the crime is as big as your temper, I would never let them go. Let me guess, high ranking murder?"

"Higher." Dusk says.

"Diplomat?" Solaris asks.

"That section." Dusk confirms.

"Killing or foalnapping?" Solaris asks.

"You got it." Dusk says.

"Then I would never let him go. We pride ourselves on holding a title as a safe country," Solaris says before taking a bite.

"Then why did your guard release him and put him into a carriage out of the castle?" Artemis yells, not buying this.

"I don't know. If they did that, they either did it themselves or we have outsiders with closely fake armor," Solaris says shaking his head.

"Maybe I should have let that merc kill him," Dusk says conflicted.

Solaris's ears perked up at that and he puts his plate of cake down as the sticks the fork into it. "What merc?"

"One that the mayor hired to guard the town for a while," Dusk informs.

"Well, nothing wrong with that. Takes some weight off the guards of Ponyville's back," Solaris says.

"We have guards?" Dusk asks surprised.

"Noble houses. They…lobbied heavily. Plus, I don't think there is anything special beside a good merc just getting his pay," Solaris admits reaching for his cake.

"Brother, there is no noble houses in Ponyville," Artemis informs to Solaris' shock.

"What!?" Solaris calls.

"Yeah, I don't even have guards," Dusk says.

"I sent you some. You needed the guards for your new castle," Solaris says getting up.

"I never got any," Dusk informs.

Solaris groans and rubs his head. "Then we have a problem…how good is this merc?"

"Very and deadly," Dusk says rubbing at where his wound was.

Solaris sighs. "Brother, you know what to do."

Artemis frowns heavily before summoning a quill and parchment and starts to write in it as a bag of something appears beside him and gives them both to Dusk. "The bag is advanced payment," he says as he kept frowning at his brother.

"For?" Dusk asks confused.

"Payment for the prisoner's head and extra bonuses for each head of the imposters," Artemis says bitterly.

"Lord Solaris. Lord Artemis," a frantic guard calls running in.

"Yes?" they both ask as they sat in their thrones.

"We have found them," the guard says taking a deep breathe.

"Bring them in," Artemis says frowning.

"Well that is the thing. They were found in Duke Hesborn's residence and most were long dead," the guard says.

Both princes just stared at them as they slowly look to each other.

"Too easy," Trial says wiping his blade.

"I would bet. That prince you have been bad mouthing sure gave you a lot of gold for this," Leandra says.

"I didn't take his money," Trial says.

Leandra hums. "You know…he let every single dancer go. Now the business is just empty…for a bit. He's making openings for real employees."

"Don't go for it. We will be leaving soon," Trial reminds.

Leandra slouches. "Why do you ruin my vision?" she dramatizes.

"Because you are mine," Trial says checking his blade.

"So what now? We already killed five packs of Timberwolves, a rampaging hydra, and at midnight, our contract runs out. Should we leave tonight?" Leandra asks Sentire.

Sentire stares at them as she remembers what she learned from Dusk and tries to hold her tongue. "Tell me, will you kill gods and spirits given the chance?"

"Not our problem to deal with," Trial says.

Sentire slowly nods as she tries to decide. "We…we will leave," She says and makes the dog look to her as she barely stuttered since her youth.

"Very well," Trial says sheathing the blade.

Sentire sighs. "Let us rest for tonight and we shall go in the morning," she says getting up and goes to a bedroom.

"Then I will go on night duty then," Trial says getting up.

Leandra smirks. "Look sexy doing it."

The sun rose as ponies started getting up and Trial heads back as his shift had ended for the final time.

The door to his temporary house opens and Sentire comes out with two bag and shoves one into his hands as she walks past, making him grunt. "She's still a bit angry at you for not respecting her saviours," Leandra says coming out with her own bag.

"Hey. Where you guys off to?" Rainbow calls flying down, noticing them.

"Out of here. Contract is over and we are moving on," Trial says.

Rainbow frowns. "So that's it? Just up and leave?"

"What do you expect? It's not like we are locals or even of this country," Trial says.

"Who says you can't?" Rainbow asks.

"We are also not on good terms with your ruler after he tried to murder us instead of paying us for a job," Leandra adds.

Rainbow remembers that and clears her throat. "Um…yeah…"

"He's more likely to kill the entire town than anything if he discovers us here. So we are going. Don't take it personally. It is more for everybody's safety," Leandra says.

Rainbow blanches at that. "Now that is not true. He won't destroy an entire town just because."

"The one job we refused involved that," Trial says seriously.

Rainbow stops as they walk past her and the dog follows behind them carrying large sacks on its back

As they were making their way through town, they heard trumpets playing, obviously announcing someone important.

"Ah. Probably the idiot prince making something big. For him," Trial says as they kept walking and Sentire looks behind them to see.

"No," she says stopping and watching.

"Huh?" Trial asks stopping as, to his horror, Solaris came riding down on a chariot with guards in tow.

"Great. They have found us," Leandra says, unsheathing her claws.

"Calm down," Dusk says walking past.

"We will sneak away the first chance we get," Trial whispers to both, hoping to avoid the genocide king from ordering this town to be erased with it's inhabitants.

"Great. No guards," Solaris says looking around. "And we built those guard posts for a reason," He says getting off as the chariot landed.

"Prince Solaris. Good to see you," Dusk says walking up.

Solaris sighs. "Has the merc left already? The payment wasn't given."

Dusk looks sideways a bit. "Yeah. They already left town. Kinda didn't want the payment."

"Well I guess it can't be h…" Solaris stops, looking like he was about to have a heart attack.

"Prince Solaris?" Dusk asks worried.

'Never forget,' Solaris thinks as Trial starts to walk away. 'It can be him. He's supposed to be dead… one of the executioners of my folly…how?' he thinks as he starts to become slightly fearful.

"Are you ok?" Dusk asks.

Solaris slowly shakes his head. "No. It can't be him," he says lowly as Trial and his group slowly walk off. "Stop!"

"Looks like we're fighting," Trial says putting his hands together as Leandra unsheathes her claws.

"Hold you two. Let's not be the ones to attack first," Sentire whispers to them.

They both glare at her as Solaris walks up to them.

Trial remains silent, ready to use his wires at a moment's notice.

"So…you lived?" Solaris seem to ask in disbelief.

"Despite your best attempt genocide king," Trial says.

Solaris slowly shakes his head. "It was for the good of the…"

"Good my flank! You ordered the massacre and destruction of one of your own settlements to make it look like you didn't order the assassination of a potential rebel army. Yes, potential they hadn't committed to it and were questioning it, except for the ringleader!" Trial shoots back.

Solaris quickly shakes his head and swipes his hand. "It's complicated. Everything with my family and what we had was complicated."

"So you don't even deny it," Trial says, making Solaris pale, remembering where he was.

"Prince…?" Dusk tries to ask, but couldn't finish as all the towns ponies gather.

"Even your other prince can't figure it out for his high life. You hid it so far and now the wounds are open. Let the blood wash over you and taint you again. For me, I am done. To Tartarus with you, just like every other corrupt ruler," Trial declared walking away again.

Solaris clenches his hands. "Of course they are corrupt. Because I let it happen. I let it happen and hid in my castle. The country was making a profit, it was safe as can be, there was no large attack such as that night with my brother. I thought…I thought it couldn't get any worse, but that was nearly a millennium ago!" Solaris calls, freezing Trial and Leandra in place as Trial's eyes flashed from side to side, trying to process that.

"Oh. Guess now that makes sense with their clothing and weapons," Sentire says looking them over closely now. "I thought something was wrong with the way he talked."

"Pardon?" Trial asks, looking to him.

Solaris sighs deeply. "The attack, the fight with my brother, the massacre…it was all a millennium ago. You have been labeled dead all that time…I just couldn't believe it…and me and my country has possibly paid for your lives for all those years," he says more calmly.

"…if you are going to think up a lie, then try a more believable one," Trial says.

Solari tries to speak. "It…"

"But that being said, it is too outrageous to be spat out in public unless true," Trial says.

Solaris stops as he watches him carefully as everypony looks between them to see who goes next.

"Originally we were leaving to avoid you massacring another village coming after us, but now we…" Trial stops, looking to Leandra who nods, "We leave to never return anywhere."

Solaris couldn't say much as he doesn't look at him. "If that is what you wish, so be it."

Trial and Leandra started walking again to the entrance.

Sentire raises an eyebrow as she watches then pass by her. "That's it?"

"Yes. There is no place for us in this world. We will go to join our comrades," Trial says.

"I can happily do that," Sentire says hefting her scythe over her shoulder.

"We have our own way," Trial says.

"Well then I guess you are breaking the deal we made with that game," Sentire reminds as she thumbs the chess piece.

"Huh?" Trial asks interested looking back.

Sentire keeps thumbing the chess piece in her hand in full view. "We made a deal."

"That we did. Alright, we are with you. Where to next?" Trial asks.

Sentire looks to them before looking to Solaris and everyone else as they watch. "We are going to find another artifact. One that might be causing trouble," She says looking to Solaris.

"So?" Trial asks, not getting what she was getting at.

"We are going to take care of it. Know any as you stayed in your castle all your life?" Sentire asks Solaris.

Solaris blinks a few times. "Stop. I know where this is headed," Solaris says frowning before starting to write something.

"Oh. You are leading us," Sentire says smirking a bit.

"No. I will help you. Just lay off the guilt trip," Solaris says moving further away as she was next to him leaning at him.

Dusk sighs as he rubs his head. "This is going to be a long recovery."

"And the reason we are in the middle of nowhere this far north freezing our tails off?" Leandra asks as Trial finished slashing the golem into pieces and grabs the cup.

"We are searching for the bow of delirium," Sentire says smirking.

"I am holding onto this till we get back to Ponyville," Trial says upset they made him fight the ice golem alone.

"You were the only one with a good weapon," Sentire says shrugging.

"Leandra has an artifact that literally makes her a pony lion hybrid," Trial says unhappy as they exit and not ten minutes later, somepony enters only to be disappointed.

"Come on. Let's get on with it," Leandra whines as they enter a tavern.

"We need to get some food and drinks first," Trial says.

"But we have enough," Leandra complains as she opens and shows her bag.

"Hot cooked meat," Trial simply says and Leandra pants happily with her tongue out. "Always works."

"Same here," Sentire says as the dog pants happily for better meat beside her.

Solaris scrowls as he stands behind them. "Hey, genocide king, get us something," Trial says smirking a bit.

"Why do I have to? I told you that I would lead you to the artifact," Solaris agures and Trial just flips an old gold coin around in his fingers. "Fine," he says walking to the bar to see if he can get something with a few free perks.

"Heh. Genocide king being like a servant. Still hate his ass, but I could get use to life like that," Trial says grinning.

"This is getting at me isn't it?" Solaris asks and only gets the smirk. "I hate you and myself for this."

"I quite like it," Sentire says sitting somewhere before suddenly knocking her head back and snores.

'And there's the power naps she use to do,' the dog thinks climbing into her lap and sits down as he watches the whole tavern.

"Wow. Talk about power napping," Leandra says sitting by them before leaning on the dog. "You should try this. He's like a warm pillow."

"So we will see you later," Trial says.

"Oh fudge it and try this," Leandra says happily as she nuzzles the dog's side. "So good."

"I'm good now," Sentire says suddenly waking up and looking alert. "And now," she says looking to the door to see a stallion walk in with heavy duty clothing that was scuffed and dirtied.

Trial looks over before he looks back to the bow and food that appears with a note saying that Solaris had head back to his castle.

"Oh you have to be kidding," Leandra says frowning. "Bastard can't even admit and stay."

Sentire raises an eyebrow as she takes the bow and looks it over. "At least we have it. His part is done and now he might have a lot to think about."

"Yeah. How to kill better," Trial says miffed that he left.

"Oh. Meat," Leandra says happily as she digs in and Sentire feeds the dog as the stallion that came in looks around before his eyes landed on them or rather what's on the table and walks over. "Incoming," Leandra whispers as she kept eating.

"May I help you?" Trial asks.

"Yes. That bow. Where did you get it?" the stallion asks.

"I think you know all too well from the tone," Trial says.

"Well I'm going to need it," the stallion says as Sentire grabs the bow and holds it up a bit over the dog.

"No," Sentire says before letting go and the dog eats the bow whole, leaving the stallion speechless. "It is fine. The bow hasn't been damaged."

"And what makes you think we will just give up the bow?" Trial asks seriously.

The stallion frowns. "Because it is a priceless artifacts. Not a weapon to be used by you."

"Like this?" Trial asks with Sentire reaching into the dog and takes out something before setting it on the table.

"That's…" the stallion starts.

"The gambling cup. The artifact that has the power to wager entire kingdoms on. Sentire, I have an idea." Trail says smirking under his scarf.

"Please tell us the rules." Sentire says as she pets the dog gently.

"Anything wagered is up for grabs. Say if he were to bet a part of his body, if he lost, he would lose it." Trial says.

The stallion frowns. "Yeah right."

"This is it's partner artifact," Trial says bringing out a golden scale. "This doesn't really have a name. It measures the value of the wager. So what you bet has to make it equal to what you want. So if he wants strong enough he is willing to bet something, should we let him?" Trial asks looking to Sentire as Leandra smirks.

Sentire hums. "I guess so. Does this work for you?" She asks looking to the stallion.

"If it means I get the artifact, then yes," the stallion says.

"Alright ,what is your name?" Trial asks.

"Daunting Deed," the stallion answers as they take in the sight of the olive green coat and black and gray bicolor mane and tail and sees that part of a compass is peeking out from under his pants.

"Alright Daunting, what will you wager?" Trail says putting the bow on the table and they all felt a shift and if they looked outside, they would have seen the snow frozen in the air as the scales magically shift to one side.

Daunting frowns as he digs around his pack before taking out a sack of gold and puts it on the table. Trial, seeing this, looks to the scales and sees it hadn't moved.

"Well?" Daunting asks.

"Scales say not the same value." Trial informs.

Daunting frowns and digs more into his pack and starts to take stuff out as they see keys, some ticket, a pocketbook, a real book, and then some trinkets. "Better?" Trial points back to the scales and Daunting sees they had moved, but not by much. He groans and dumps his pack onto the table. "I have nothing else."

"How about you take all of it back and bet your gender on this?" Leandra asks smirking, making Sentire look at her confused.

"What? You are kidding," Daunting says looking to her with a raised eyebrow.

"Why don't you try it and see?" Leandra says, her smirk growing wider as she takes a bite of her food.

Daunting growls before huffing. "Fine. I bet my gender."

Trial looks to the scales and sees they were instantly balanced. "Acceptable, but I go by a rule. You must be specific. Do you want to become a little school filly, a teenage mare, or a young adult mare if you lose?" Trial asks.

Daunting blinks. "What for?"

"Well it has to be specific," Trial says shrugging as he smirks behind his lips.

"Oh. Take school filly. You can make the schoolmare look sexy," Leandra says grinning.

"I mean like what did they call it?" Trial says snapping his fingers to try and remember before saying, "Oh, right. Grade school."

"Take it. I like to make you look very sexy," Leandra says chuckling deviously.

Daunting groans and rubs his head. "Fine. Anything to make you shut up."

"Ok then, I will play you in Blackjack first," Trial says getting a deck of cards and starts shuffling.

Daunting huffs as he sits down opposite of him. "Fine."

"Now you shuffle. Also, the moment I see you cheating, it is an automatic lose for you," Trial says.

Daunting growls to himself as he grabs the deck and starts to shuffle before placing it in the middle. "So who's dealing?"

"You can," Trial says sitting comfortably.

Daunting raises an eyebrow as he takes the deck and slides it over to him. "Okay," he says starting to lay out the cards.

Trial looks at his cards, puts them back, and keeps them face down. "Stand."

Daunting huffs and turns his cards over and sees he's low and adds one card…and busts out. "Damn."

"You lose. Now time to pay the bet," Trial says and before Daunting could even question how, he felt strange.

Daunting groans as he crosses his legs and glares at him. "What are you…?"

"I'm not doing anything. You bet something, so you lose it," Trial says.

Daunting groans as he bends over on the table as they watch as Daunting kept groaning in pain and placing his arms and hands over his lap. "It burns," he groans as he glares at them before he starts to shrink and become smaller and becomes almost half his size and his voice becomes higher and cracks a bit before it starts to let up and then stop. "It's…" he tries to say and realizes his voice and higher and more filly like before looking over himself and screams in shock as he tries to get up and overextended himself and falls over under the table. "Ow."

"Ah. Well the magic is powerful," Sentire says as the dog goes under before grabbing the scruff of the now filly's neck and brings her back up and places her back onto the seat. "This may be challenging now."

"It's not done," Trial says.

They watch as what use to be Daunting is now looking at his clothes as they shrink and starts to reform into something else and sees it becomes more formal and something they have seen at a school before it stops to show she is now wearing a school blouse with some frills around the short sleeves and a dark skirt that went halfway down to her knees. "She does look sexy even in that," Leandra says chuckling.

Trial hums. "What do you think the age became?"

Leandra hums as she measures her by her hands and then check her over as what was Daunting is whimpering a bit as it seems the pain threshold has decreased a little. "I would say…twelve," she says patting her back.

Trial looks up in thought. "Just of legal age. Strange. But then again, if by his words, he said grade school filly or rather agreed so maybe the first few thoughts were of this age…I wonder if I can relax with her?" he says taking the used cards away and puts them in a pile to the side.

"Change me back," Daunting says in a bit of a squeaky voice.

Trial shrugs. "Sorry. No can do. You wagered and lost and as such you are now the opposite gender of the age you specified, but tell you what, if the scales allow it, I will let you play another hand to get to choose again. You won't be turn back, but you can choose a different age group or can go through puberty again," Trial informs.

Daunting gulps cutely as the dog snickers to the side at her pup ways. "Okay…again."

Trial started shuffling before dealing. The card shown to Daunting was a jack of spades as Trial finished. Then both checked their cards. "Oh, before we start drawing new cards, how old are you?" Trial asks.

"Twelve," Daunting says immediately and stops. "Damn it," she says slouching her head.

"I will let you in on this artifact's power. You see, this artifact, in order to make sure a bet is honored, alters reality. So make sure you do your homework before weekend break ends today and school is tomorrow," Trial says quoting a few words he heard so young ponies her current age talk about.

"Yes sir. The fuck?!" Daunting yells slamming the table.

"Search your memories real quick," Trial instructs.

Daunting does as he says so and becomes confused. "But…two memories at the same time? And one a filly?"

"The same but different at the same time?" Trial asks.

"Yes, but…" Daunting tries to understand.

"It the artifact's power. You see, it was originally used by the gods when they were betting or settling disputes. It was given this power because say if one of them won mars from the other and didn't like the color and changed it, then us mortals would freak big time and to avoid that it alters reality so mars was always purple," Trial explained.

Daunting slams her hands on the table and was about to speak before recoiling slowly in pain as she brings up her hands. "Ow. This is not real!"

"And yet you are playing so you won't have to live through puberty again only as a mare," Trial reminds.

She gives a cute little pout and both Sentire and Leandra giggles at that face.

"Now that hit or stand?" Trial asks.

Daunting looks to her cards and picks them up to peek before putting them back down. "Hit me." Trail nods dealing her a card. She takes another peek at her cards and asks for the new card, "Hit me," she says nervously before Trial gives her a card.

"I call," Trial says flipping over his other card which is a nine.

"Yes!" She cheers as she sees her numbers are higher with a twenty.

"Before you start changing, what is your last memory?" Trial asks.

"Put into bed by my mom," She says and groans as she covers her mouth.

"If I had ended it there, then you would have woken up there and your life as a stallion would be as if a dream," Trial informs. Daunting frowns as she glares at him before he continues. "Now it is time. Now choose, a teenage mare or or a young adult mare," Trial instructs.

Daunting kept glaring at him as they can tell she's thinking before she goes wide-eyed and doubles over in pain. "She choose," Leandra says as Daunting starts to slowly grow in size before ending up a little short of the size she was before. And then her breasts and flank starts to grow outward and her hips wider as her mane and tail grows a bit and her clothing changes along with them becoming larger and fitting her form, making her look like a professor than anything. "Finally," She says panting as she stays doubled over.

"So how was your teenage mare life?" Trial asks.

"Oh great. I was able to have fun with everyone," Daunting says happily before slamming her head down on the table. "I am starting to hate that."

"So stallions, mares, or did you go for both?" Leandra asks.

"Both," Daunting says smiling as she brings her head up before bringing back down and slams it down on the table. "Damn."

"So married yet at this age?" Trial asks.

"Nope. Stop it!" Daunting yells starting to hate it.

"I'm curious now. What is your name now?" Trial asks.

"Daring Do. Would you quit it!" Daunting, now Daring, yells at him.

"So what now Daring? Do you end it now and live as a mare for the rest of your life or do you bet something else and go double or nothing?" Trial asks as Leandra sneaks up behind her and starts feeling up her breasts.

Daring eeps as Sentire looks to her own breasts and tries to do the same thing Leandra was doing. "Double. I want to be a guy again," Daring says trying to push Leandra away.

"How is she?" Trial asks looking to Leandra.

"Very big and very bountiful. She's a good catch. Come on. Make her do that bet," Leandra says grinning.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Trial asks.

Leandra hums and reaches down and squeezes her flank and makes her squeak. "Tch. Pitiful. It's small and firm," She says before giving a spank to her cutie mark and makes her squeak again.

"Alright. That is enough Leandra. So what are you willing to bet?" Trial asks.

Daring frowns as she looks to the bow being held by the dog in his jaws who seems to grin at her. "I…bet…I don't have it with me but I have a magical ring or said to be magical," She says.

Trial looks to the scales and see them balance again. "Accepted. This time, you choose the game."

"Alright, we will play dice," Daring says starting to get curious about his face.

"What kind of dice game?" Trial asks smirking a bit as Sentire passes him a few dice blocks.

"Chinchirorin. You know how to play it?" Daring asks.

"Quite well," Trial says.

"Good," Daring says taking a salad bowl and three of the dice from his side and puts them in the bowl. "Ready?"

"One roll or should we set a imaginary number of money and play for that much?" Trial asks.

"One roll," Daring says before frowning and orders, "And take that off."

"Alright. If you insist," Trial says before starting to remove his scarf and goggles.

Daring gulps as she sees his scared and chiseled face. "Um…lets play," she says looking down to her dice bowl and tries to not look up again.

"Mares first," Trial says.

Daring hums as she shakes the bowl around. "Good," she before bringing up the bowl and slams down into the table…as she also lands it on her finger and she moves a dice before pulling her finger out and shakes her hand. "Ow."

Trial say nothing and outstretches his hand and magic starts swirling above his outstretched hand and reality starts to bend and soon a silver ring with a clear crystal falls as reality fixes itself into it, making Daring's eyes go wide at the sight of it.

"One of the rules. Never get caught cheating. It is an automatic loss," Trial says pushing the bowl of dice away and not bothering to turn it over.

"But it was destroyed in the magma of the volcano the temple was built over," Daring says.

"Bends reality so if you were the last owner before it was destroyed, then you can wager it. The third rule, you can't bet what you don't own," Trial explains.

Daring frowns as she tries to think this through now. 'So this whole thing is real and it works…but…what can I bet now? I have nothing,' Daring say before betting anything that came to mind for the next few minutes until Leandra makes a suggestion.

"Why not bet that you either become his slave or eventually one of his wives?" Leandra says smirking, causing Daring to freeze.

Daring gulps as Trial seems to smirk and she sighs. "Fine."

"Which one?" Trial asks for clarification.

Daring frowns as she tries to think of it. "S…how would you treat me?"

"Not sure," Trial says before giving her a wink.

Daring blushes and recoils a bit at that and sighs as she looks away. "S…w…wife."

"Alright. Now what game?" Trial asks giving Sentire the ring to analyze to determine its powers.

Daring frowns. "A simple one," she says before holding up a coin. "A coin flip."

"Tails," Trials immediately says.

Daring gulps and flips the coin. 'Come on heads. Turn me back to a stallion,' Daring thinks and hopes.

Trials sighs as he gets up and walks over to her as the coin comes back down and lands on the table to start flipping in place before he places his hand on her head and the coin stops moving on the table. "Oh boy," Leandra says seeing it land on tails and Daring lowers her head in despair.

"You have one more shot at double or nothing. But at this point, the only thing you can bet is all your memories of being a stallion," Trial informs before walking and grabbing a bottle of booze from the counter.

Daring raises her hand and puts it on the table. "I bet my memories of a stallion."

"Not curious how I know this?" Trial asks opening the bottle.

"No. I just want this to be over," Daring says as she kept her head down.

"This isn't the first time we used it. When we encounter a slaver, we whip this thing out and start gambling with them," Trial informs as Sentire finishes analyzing the ring.

"This…allows one possess another and while they possess that one, they can make alterations to the body that last as long as they possess it," Sentire says placing the ring on the table.

"Oh, that sounds interesting," Leandra says taking it.

"Alright. So now Daring, my turn to choose. I choose chess. No more luck involved. Just a game of out thinking your opponent," Trial says pulling out a chess board from the nearby cupboard.

Daring looks up at him. "Let's just get this done."

"Alright king's pawn to e4," Trial says making the first move.

"So will she lose it all at once or piece by piece?" Sentire asks.

"Pawn to e5," Daring says.

"Pieces. It's that dangerous," Leandra answers.

"Pawn to f4. King's gambit," Trial says. 'And lose a piece,' Trial thinks as he watches her.

"Accepted. Pawn takes pawn," Daring says moving her pawn. 'He's got nothing on me.'

"Bishop to c4," Trial says. 'She is starting to wane.'

"A little aggressive. Queen to h4. Check," Daring says.

"Speaking of aggressive. King to f1," Trial says making his move.

"Pawn to b5," Daring says making Trial raise an eyebrow.

"Alright, I am curious. Bishop takes pawn," Trial says.

"Knight to f6," Daring says feeling some thoughts escape her.

"Knight to f3," Trial says putting the knight into a threatening position for Daring's queen.

"Queen to H6," Daring says withdrawing.

"Pawn to d3," Trial says.

"Knight to h5. Ha! Think about your choices carefully now," Daring says smugly.

"Knight to h4," Trial says after a moment of thought.

"Queen to g5. So you giving up your bishop at b5 or your knight at b4?" Daring asks moving her queen.

"Neither. Knight to f5," Trial says calmly.

"Pawn to c6. Left your bishop open," Daring chimes in, starting to have fun.

"Same for your knight. Pawn to g4," Trial says.

"Knight to f6," Daring says.

Trial taps his finger on the table a few times before making his move, "Rook to g1."

"Ha. pawn takes your bishop," Daring says taking the piece.

"Pawn to h4," Trial says.

"Queen to g6," Daring says moving her queen.

"Pawn to h5. Careful now," Trial instructs playfully.

"You're the one who lost his bishop. Queen to g5," Daring says.

"Queen to f3," Trial says.

"Oh, clever. Nearly trapped my queen there," Daring says standing up a bit but doing so made her feel the change in underwear. 'Ah great. Panties…frills…is he staring there?' she thinks looking to him and sees him staring at her intently as he sizes her up as an opponent and makes her blush. "Knight to g8," Daring says opening a way for her queen to escape as she sat back down.

"Bishop takes pawn," Trial says moving it to f4 and threatens the queen.

"Queen to f6," Daring says, retreating her queen again.

"Knight to c3," Trial says completely relaxed. "You have favored your queen quite greatly it seems."

"Don't get cocky. You're still one bishop down," Daring says accidently brushing her breast. 'Ah! Damn! The nerves were done too?! Come on!' she thinks blushing hard as Trial seemed to watch her with interest. 'Shut up.' "Bishop to b5," Daring says.

"Hum…I will need to consider," Trial says starting to stare at the board carefully.

'Idiot,' she thinks before gulping as she feels her hand brush up against her breasts again and feels that she is wearing a bra. 'Damn. That too…and it's lace. Ah great. Another thing for him to tease. When did I…?' she thinks and stops as she remembers rolling around with mares in high school. 'Damn. I guess I was very hornywhatamIsaying?!'

"After careful consideration, knight to d5," Trial finally says.

"Q…queen takes pawn at b2. So about the memories, what is up with them? I mean what decided them? Are they random or something?" Daring asks rubbing her legs together, wishing she had a pair of pants instead of a skirt.

"Huh…oh no. They are what you would have do if you were originally were born that way. Events and such would be the same, only with you, mare like. Bishop to d6," Trial says, making his move.

"Queen takes rook. Check," Daring says advancing again. 'So…the same…only a mare? So…this is…well…I guess I was a little horny as a colt in high school and college just never acted on it.'

"King to e2," Trial says calmly, even though he was in a bad position from the looks of it.

"What are you doing throwing the game? Bishop takes rook at g1," Daring says.

"Pawn to e5," Trial says.

"Really? I got my whole army practically baring down on your king and you are moving a pawn. Are you even trying anymore?" Daring asks in disbelief.

"Think about it," Trial says confidently making Daring adopt a thinking position.

'Well…he can try to move to two different sides…two different…two different choices to take…he may take the first and…go…in…' she thinks before quickly shaking her head. 'Great. Horneiness returning.' "Alright. I thought about it, knight to a6," Daring says, moving the knight.

"Knight takes pawn at g7. Check," Trial says taking out the pawn.

"Uh huh? King to d8," Daring says moving the piece out of harm's way.

"Queen to f6. Check," Trial says moving his queen up.

"And now my knight takes your queen at f6. You have no rooks, you are down to a single bishop. Too bad you wasted your time moving that pawn to…" Daring starts before her face starts to shift to one of horror as Trial's face shifted to a smirk. 'He got me. He got the escapes…he has me…' she thinks as Trial gets up and moves a piece as he walks to her. 'I can't win.'

"Bishop to e7. Checkmate," Trial says moving his bishop before flicking over her king piece and slowly reaches out and cups her cheek.

Daring stares in horror as she watches the piece fall. "I…I fell…" she says as she feels whatever thoughts as a stallion starts to drift away, leaving her frozen as she reaches out and only grabs onto Trial's cloak instead of her memories. "I…no…" she says lowering her head as Trial kept holding her face softly and turns her head to face him.

"So that is how it works, huh?" Leandra asks as Sentire had been explaining to her the ring's powers and how to work it.

"Yes. But let's wait until we are done here," Sentire warns.

"So you going to try for another double or nothing?" Trial asks.

"No. I'm done," Daring says trying to think of a way out of being his wife for a bit.

"You sure? Once you agree, the artifact will finalize it and you can never have it undone," Trial informs.

Daring nods and sniffs as she whimpers quietly.

"What was that?" Trial asks leaning in.

"I'm done," Daring sobs quietly as she closes her eyes to not stare at him.

"Before we deactivate it, look outside." Trial instructs.

Daring slowly looks to the window and opens her eyes to see nothing moving outside.

"While we played, time was frozen," Trial informs.

Daring keeps staring before Trial turns her head back to him. "This…whole time?"

"Yes, now have a drink. After all, you are now engaged," Trial says offering her the bottle.

Daring grabs the bottle and chugs it down as Trial was slightly surprised at her enthusiasm as the bowl starts to shimmer and time starts moving again and her clothing starts to glow and then change into something else as Trial watches with interest as her blouse changes into a small and tight vest and a green jacket while her skirt changes into small short shorts.

"So shall we celebrate?" Trial asks.

Daring pants as she lowers the bottle. "Celebrate?" She asks, her cheeks burning up and and blushing from the alcohol.

"Yeah, you're engaged now," Trial reminds.

Daring shoves the bottle at him. "Fuck you."

"Really? Just like that?" Trial asks, making Daring remember how long it had been since she slept with somepony and feels a chill run through her as her urges were still ignited.

"Yeah. Let's…let's go," Daring says swinging the bottle around.

Trial shakes his head as he grabs her arm and pulls her up, holding her as he walks away with her, leaving Sentire, Leandra, and the dog watching them leave. "Want to kiss?" Leandra asks grinning to Sentire.

"No thanks," Sentire says.

"Ok. Hey, one moment you two, I have an idea," Leandra says putting on the ring before the two turned around.

"What?" Sentire asks.

"I got an idea to make it more fun," Leandra says before disappearing and soon an aura surrounded Daring for a split second.

Sentire shakes her head and pats the dog's head. "We need to hide this stuff more and send it back," the dog whines and nods as they watch them leave.