Lord Newton let out a sigh as he watched the sun set. This was going to be one of the hardest decisions he had ever made. Impersonating people was his inner power but it was forbidden in Crescia, so he had to lay low. Very few people had it, though it was taken as a curse after its use was banned. A knock sounded on his door breaking him from the reverie. Letting out another sigh, he walked to the door and found a Knight standing there. But this wasn't just a normal knight. Newton could tell from his dressing code he was from the royal army. The crest on his armour was golden colored, unlike the one on palace guards, which was silvery.
"His Majesty has left," the knight reported. "From now onwards, I'll be the one relaying information between you, His Majesty and the general, and shall refer to you as Your Majesty. But you have to shape shift first," he added, displeased by the fact that Newton was still in his original form.
