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It was the eve of her sister's coronation, only a few days after her father's death. Nadine tailed her sister to one of the darker hallways and when she was sure they were alone, she stepped out into the moonlight and began to weave a spell. Magic flowed through her hands and a wind from nowhere blew her hair back dramatically. Her sister started to shrink, her clothes becoming too big and slipping off. Her tiara that marked her as crown princess clattered to the ground. She screamed but all that came out was a mouse-like squeak. Nadine's heels clacked loudly on the stone floor now that she wanted to be heard. This was her preferred method of assassination, as a royal it came up surprisingly often, though the feeling of power over someone that shrinking spells gave made her look for excuses to do more. She basked in the fear from her sister's eyes staring up at her, overdramatizing every movement to pry more out. She put her hands on her hips and stood in front of her sister imposingly, then lightly tapped her with her foot, sending her tumbling backwards. The soon-to-be queen was reduced to running like an ant. Nadine calmly took off her heels and tossed them across the floor in front of her sister. They landed with a thunk blocking her path. She tried to run around them but she had only made it a few feet in the time it took for her sister to remove her shoes. Nadine's bare feet slapped against the floor, catching up with only a few steps, the last of which landed right on top of her. She was trapped under Nadine's sole. It was slick with sweat and rubbed it into her bare skin. Nadine raised her heel and leaned forward, twisting her foot back and forth. Her sister was naught but a bloodstain on her sole but she kept going, smearing her across her sole with delight. Once she was done enjoying herself she cast a simple water spell to rinse away any guts from her bug of a sister and put the tiara and dress in her room like nothing ever happened.

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It was the eve of her sister's coronation, only a few days after her father's death. Nadine tailed her sister to one of the darker hallways and when she was sure they were alone, she stepped out into the moonlight and began to weave a spell. Magic flowed through her hands and a wind from nowhere blew her hair back dramatically. Her sister started to shrink, her clothes becoming too big and slipping off. Her tiara that marked her as crown princess clattered to the ground. She screamed but all that came out was a mouse-like squeak. Nadine's heels clacked loudly on the stone floor now that she wanted to be heard. This was her preferred method of assassination, as a royal it came up surprisingly often, though the feeling of power over someone that shrinking spells gave made her look for excuses to do more. She basked in the fear from her sister's eyes staring up at her, overdramatizing every movement to pry more out. She put her hands on her hips and stood in front of her sister imposingly, then lightly tapped her with her foot, sending her tumbling backwards. The soon-to-be queen was reduced to running like an ant. Nadine calmly took off her heels and tossed them across the floor in front of her sister. They landed with a thunk blocking her path. She tried to run around them but she had only made it a few feet in the time it took for her sister to remove her shoes. Nadine's bare feet slapped against the floor, catching up with only a few steps, the last of which landed right on top of her. She was trapped under Nadine's sole. It was slick with sweat and rubbed it into her bare skin. Nadine raised her heel and leaned forward, twisting her foot back and forth. Her sister was naught but a bloodstain on her sole but she kept going, smearing her across her sole with delight. Once she was done enjoying herself she cast a simple water spell to rinse away any guts from her bug of a sister and put the tiara and dress in her room like nothing ever happened.

available in 4k on patreon