Soon the day of my coronation arrived, I was dressed according to etiquette and taken in a chair on a floating closed platform to the royal tower. In the spacious reception hall, I saw about twenty beautiful winged girls in long dresses, staring at me in amazement. Their sly smiles confused me, because I had never met a females before. Short and pretty, with two convex growths on the chest... I wonder how soft they are? I wish I could touch it.
I also noticed the presence of my hated captor, the black-winged Gadeon, standing next to my beloved Eurol, and several unfamiliar men of various types that did not attract me.
When Queen Ellamyria swam royally into the hall, fluttering her large white wings in a voluminous light fluffy dress with many frills, I could not take my eyes off her because of her unusual attractive appearance. Long pink hair to the floor and huge sparkling rainbow eyes.
"Prince Irsy!" Her melodious voice rang out solemnly. "Welcome to the Kingdom of the Syrinxes."
With a wave of her hand, she brought my platform closer to her and, pointing an elegant hand with sharp blue claws at me, she crowned my head with an exquisite transparent diadem with bright white crystals.
Each lovely princess came up in turn and introduced herself to me, the new prince. Their smiles seemed feigned; the sea guy with a tail sticking out from under his long tunic was too exotic for them. Of course, I seemed too alien to such beauties.
Confused, I looked towards Eurol, but did not notice any reaction on his part. He didn't look at me... The handsome man's attention was captured by the winged girls, cooing coquettishly with him as if he were a favorite. They liked him very much, they laughed coyly, screaming with delight, amused by his jokes. He also likes princesses, this is noticeable from his happy, blooming appearance. He probably has fun with them every day. Envy and jealousy took over my soul: there was no way I could compete with such thin, graceful, bipedal females. They look like cute teenagers.
One of the wingless princes, who called himself Jamien, suddenly started a friendly conversation with me, and did not hide his curiosity at the sight of the alien creature:
"How do you feel, kidnapped, here in such a role? Already have lovers?"
"Uh... well, no... Everything is weird! I'm trying to get used to it. And for some reason you are without wings..."
"They haven't grown up yet. I am a former human."
"Why does Eurol have them?"
"Ha-ha, well, he has his own secrets..." Jamien joked. "I don't have fans who would willingly share their magic with me for further mutation. They don't fall in love with me... and I spend my leisure time playing games and lightly flirting with adorable princesses."
His appearance really was not as attractive as that of the syrinxes: a thin, angular face, brown eyes and dark wavy hair, nothing that would make you want to have an affair with him, just chat, and his tongue turned out to be very loose. He chatted about this and that and couldn't stop it.
"You're devouring my old friend with your eyes... is that how you like it?" I heard his remark.
"A-um... I'm just surprised how these girls adore Eurol... Why?"
"Imagine, my colleague is a former starship pilot, he looked completely different about two years ago and had a different name, he was a ordinary man, and now he has become just like them, a charming, voluptuous seducer and winged sorcerer. Tell me, his eyes are amazing... They are what fascinate women..."
I agreed, nodding my head.
"However, not only them, the men were always persecuted him even before the mutation," Jemien continued. "What charisma! I even envy him how everyone falls in love with him... So are you a guy or a hermaphrodite?"
"Does it matter?"
"Well, of course... They brought you to us for hybridization?"
"What?"
"Our Ruler has such a hobby - crossing different types of creatures for fun... It's even funny what kind of chimera will come out of interacting with a newt?"
I didn't like such reasoning at all: what kind of mockery from a two-legged person! This is who they are going to breed me with. Stupid jokes!
"A-am, I'm not happy about this! At first they told me that they wanted to use me as a sex toy... I don't think this idea is terrible yet..."
"That's right... so one thing along with the other."
"Have you met this Lord?"
"Perhaps, but I don't even know whether I saw him or not, because I don't know his real appearance. Those who communicated with him described differently. This is the only syrinx that is polyamorphous among us and can take on any form. In addition, he is able to assign mutations to any individual into the desired form and even change gender. He is omnipotent and he can handle any transformation, which is why he is the top in our hierarchical pyramid.
"Unheard of!"
I was outraged that there are such creatures, why on earth do they have such abilities? Out of boredom, that Lord might get the idea to change me, and what should I do, I might lose my natural beauty because of his stupid plans?