*
In the royal palace of Xania, the shapeshifter lurked in the shadows. He had taken the form of a guard over the last few days and moved through the halls with ease, watching and waiting for his chance to strike. His heart was full of evil and spite, and he could hardly contain his excitement as he made his way towards the throne room.
Inside the throne room, King Brutus sat upon his throne, surrounded by his most trusted lords. They were discussing the murder that had taken place at the banquet the night before, and the king looked troubled as he listened to their words.
The shapeshifter watched from the shadows, taking in every word that was spoken. He was filled with contempt for the king and his followers, and he knew that his time for revenge was drawing near.
As the meeting came
