“I think you need to taste this for me,” the monarch said. They shoved the exquisite cake in their guard’s direction.
Their guard blinked. “Um.”
“What, you’d rather your monarch be poisoned?”
Of course not. The guard hesitantly took a mouthful, only to practically melt in satisfaction. “Oh my god.” It was amazing. They caught themselves. “I - er - I think it’s fine.”
“You should try a sip of the wine too,” the monarch said. “Just to be safe. Sit, sit.”
It took the guard slightly too long to realize that it was practically a date, with the monarch feeding them delicacies off their plate.
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