Welp- you've stepped in it now with Ember. Now you're contesting over a scrap of island, one that could help your changeling tribe to grow But your etiquette's a bit slipshod- so Rarity calls in Saffron Masala to help. Yet, she's stammering and blushing as storm around you; like she's hungry for more than just your success. Dare you find out what's behind those curtain-like eyelashes? You are King Thorax. And you dare.

Pic credit goes to evehly. Thanks to Lofty Winters, Holtinator, SweetBanana, Shaslan, and Atom Smash for reading/editing.

WARNING: ♫ Sense is telling me you're looking; I can feel it on my coat ♫ King, I wonder what would happen if I let you paast my mo-a-a-a-a-t! ♫ Don't be shook by my small stature; you might be the one ♫ Let's skip this 'gotiation and have ourselfs some fun... ♫