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[Reward] Changeling's Diplomat Journey 05
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The Griffon King was wise to have me stay the night with a famous chef of his race, the dinner and breakfast to go he provided was simply divine, and ensured that I was tip-top for my ship-bound journey the next day. During the morning, I had let Princess Twilight know of my successful negotiations with the Griffon King, asking where next I should proceed. Her gleeful reply had me on the back foot, claiming she already predicted this would happen and said she had asked a dear friend with a ship of her own to come pick me up that very morning, to which I would take a ride on towards the Dragon Lands to meet
Upon its arrival, the vessel was not what I expected, but there was no doubt of its sky-worthiness. The Captain of said vessel called herself Celaeno, and as surprised as she was with the creature she was about to take aboard, welcomed me confidently regardless, as did the rest of her crew, not surprisingly of the same species as she was.
However, once aboard, the curiousness of the crew was unleashed as I was bombarded with questions. The most prevalent question they were all highly interested in was what species I really was, where I decided to be more demonstrating of myself than simply talking, seeing as the trip would take several days.
Wowing the crew with my ability to transform as a changeling, they were entertained for many hours, requesting many species and forms, ranging from copying themselves, common creatures and one poorly thought out request of a giant whale, which I took before remembering what I was traveling on, causing quite a shock for everyone aboard.
Considering that as a good time to end for dinner in the crew quarters, all went below to have a hearty meal of…Whatever the sludge was. Deciding to forgo the food, I asked how did they all know Princess Twilight, to which they explained very animatedly, the events they partook in during the saga of the Storm King’s conquest, which kept me interested and amazed at what had occurred before I even set foot on my journey.
Once the meal was over, most of the crew preferred to go to bed. But with me not eating, I remained where I was, taking the time to be alone for a while to remember my next task. As I pondered my thoughts however, I was approached by the Captain herself, who herself was interested in how I actually knew Twilight. As she listened while sitting across from me, I gave a detailed explanation of my journey, including mentions of the sexual encounters that I kept brief as to not make it too awkward, but she simply looked on in thought herself, as if she was pondering deep thoughts.
Afterwards, when I had finished up to coming aboard her ship, she bluntly exclaimed that she didn’t expect there to be so much sex in diplomacy. I explained that it shouldn’t, but that being a Changeling, means that we adore love over all else, and thus that seems to influence how such negotiations proceed. But I fed on love, so who was I to complain?
Not thinking, I proceeded to jokingly exclaim that I like love no matter how it’s received, through negotiations or otherwise, I took a jab at her then, saying that “I bet a hardy pirate like you has had many ‘encounters’ herself, maybe quite often with your own crew!” Failing to see her twitching eye, I poorly finished that sentence by rhetorically asking if she’d ever had a Changeling.
SLAP!! C-RACK!!
Reeling from the hit I never expected, I steadied my vision a highly disapproving Celaeno stood fuming. I didn’t know what to say, and even if I did, I didn’t get the chance, as she stormed away before I could get over my dizziness. As I felt the area where she hit, I felt a jagged line across my left eye. Seems she had one hell of a right hook, without even needing a hook…
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The mood wasn’t as chirpy for the remainder of the journey, as the events of that night hung over me still. And just when I thought I might have gotten over it, I would catch Celaeno glancing at me, the night once again rearing its ugly head. I resigned myself to just staying in my cabin the whole time, the day before we were due to land near the Dragonlands in the morning.
That night, I heard the door creak open as I laid facing the wooden walls. I didn’t bother moving to look who it was, only hearing the door close as the stale air moved across my back. A weight rested itself on the side of the bed as I heard a sigh, it was here that I turned my head to look at the source of the sound, jolting to attention as I realised who it was.
Celaeno muttered a small apology, saying that she was sorry about her actions during ‘that’ night, referring to the cracked facial carapace across my left eye, but I denied that, arguing that it was completely my fault…She didn’t say anything to that, as she just decided to let it go. She admitted that the reason why it hit a nerve was because she considers her crew her family, and she never would ever think of them that way. I understood her reasoning, but my confusion still remained as I asked her why she would come to me just to say that?
After a long pause, she spoke softly her answer, that it was what I said after that, she remembers most. It made her think, that since I am not family…She was willing to give it a try. After all, it had been so long for her since her last, and there was likely not to be another such chance for a very long time.
The only appropriate response should have been to say no, but…would that truly be the best way to end this opening of the soul? By throwing it away? It may not be the most conventional way of healing, but I knew that I could offer exactly what she wanted as a Changeling, to minimise any pain. Therefore, I accepted, but on the condition that I would only do exactly as she wished, her nod to follow her was subtle, but understood as we walked towards her personal cabin.
As we undressed in her quarters (Or in my case, just watched her undress), she expressed deep worry about the species difference. With a small smile, I transformed before her eyes into her Species, well, a Crow to be exact, but an Avian with extremely similar traits to her own they still were. She noticed the crack upon my facial carapace had transferred into a scar, appropriate given the change of species.
As she laid down and I with her, her eyes caught a glisp of my tool, something not big at all, but both just right, and a shape she was familiar with. With a last look into my eyes, she tilted her head back and surrendered herself as I caressed her beauty with my now feathered arms.
Thoroughly drained, but so wonderfully satisfied, Calaeno opened her eyes again to look upon her avian lover; she noticed the scar had since disappeared during the delightful session somehow. Voicing this astonishment, I explained that love was more than just food for a Changeling, but it can also heal if an excess is given freely.
The last night was not spent as I originally thought these past few days, but there were simply no regrets to what actually happened in the end. And so, with renewed vigour in my purpose, I looked towards the future challenges, as I laid there covered in feathers, something I preferred over armoured carapace for some reason.
The next species would be a challenge I knew, for Twilight mentioned that the Dragons were perhaps the most uninterested race when it came to outsiders, and that I may have to try harder than usual to show the worthiness of the Changelings.
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Comments
Snowfire
awesome pics and story
Philip
I see the diplomat continues to have a lovely time promoting his species to the other races of Equestria. At this rate, his memoirs ought to make a great guidebook for fellow changelings on how to best blend in with the races that share their world.
