Even the strongest of kingdoms were, at the end of the day, little more than a house of cards. Tall, looming, impressive, yet subject to crumbling under the force of the gentlest breeze. A strong push, or the strategic removal of a key component, either was a viable choice for turning a kingdom to rubble.

The favorite method of the changeling Hive was the one where no one knew the kingdom was falling until it already hit the ground.

WARNING: this story contains mind control, parasitic infections, oviposition, espionage, and subterfuge.

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