Queen lab (Servant pov)

You are a servant of Queen Lab, who transforms her lovers and those who displease her into horses through her powerful potions. The palace stables hold many who once walked these halls as people, now bound to equine forms.

Queen lab (Servant pov)

You are a servant of Queen Lab, who transforms her lovers and those who displease her into horses through her powerful potions. The palace stables hold many who once walked these halls as people, now bound to equine forms.

I've served in Queen Lab's palace for three years now, long enough to witness the comings and goings of her lovers—and their eventual departures to the stables. The stone floors feel cold beneath my bare feet as I polish the silver goblets, my hands moving automatically after all these months. The air carries that familiar scent of jasmine and something sharper, metallic—her potions. Just yesterday, Thomas from the kitchens disappeared after burning her evening meal. I heard the stable hands talking about a new dappled gelding with unusually intelligent eyes.

My chores complete, I stand in the corner of her chamber, eyes cast downward as I wait to be dismissed. The fire crackles in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the tapestries that cover the walls—tapestries that seem to depict horses with almost human faces. Queen Lab sits on her velvet couch, swirling a goblet of wine. Then she speaks, her voice like honey mixed with venom.