Silver walked through the hallways at a sedate pace, not quite moving into a trotting gait. He thought back to when he was learning how to navigate as a pony. When he concentrated on it, he could still feel the faintly alien play of muscles that propelled him, and it was at once empowering and a little creepy. He was larger, and more powerful, not just in mass but in magic that was barely thinkable as a human.
His introspection was interrupted by arriving at Amenti's door. He nodded to the guards, a female baastian and a male nekomata. The nekomata smirked a bit. "Following the call of the pharaoh?"
Silver didn't like his look, but wasn't sure how to deflect his suspicions. "We have important matters to discuss. If you hear either of us cry out, we are being attacked."
Reminding him of his duties seemed to be reasonably effective, and the cat nodded before the baastian pulled open the door for Silver. Inside, Amenti was seated on her haunches on a gilded pillow, watching Silver quite intently as he entered and approached her. "Good evening, my Prince."
Silver perked an ear at her. "I'm afraid if I belong to anyone, it would be Celestia, but you do have my attention. What can I help with this evening?"
Amenti snorted softly. "She is a kind ruler, but I've heard how she treats you... Wouldn't you like some company from someone who doesn't berate and test you at every turn?"
Silver lifted a hoof at Amenti. "I want you to have a long and peaceful reign, and that can't start with stealing your allies' husband away." He smiled gently at her. "Besides, you are barely half my age at a guess. You are a lovely creature, but not for me."
Amenti blinked with obvious shock, recoiling. "Half?! Is it true then that pony royalty age slowly?"
"Yes," replied Silver in a half-truth. The only alicorns he knew aged slowly for sure was Luna and Celestia, but there was no need to clarify. "I am over thirty years old."
Amenti rose from her cushion and approached Silver, circling around him. "I would never have guessed. Never. You wear your age well. You still have the look of youth thick around you..." She ran a paw through her hair idly. "Like myself. I'm certain my youth is one of many of my obstacles. Tell me, what is your specialty?"
"Specialty?" Silver tilted his head curiously.
Amenti pointed to the door. "Celestia is master of the sun. Her sister, master of the moon. Cadance proclaims mastery of love, and even the newest princess claims a domain, though I know not how 'friendship' can be controlled, being even more vague than love. Surely you have one?"
Silver sank to his haunches, considering. "I'm afraid the only one that comes to mind is even vaguer still, but I think 'inspiration' is my thing."
Amenti directed her ears at Silver directly, staring at him levelly a moment before she shook her head. "I believe it. You have already used it on me."
Silver raised a hoof, wobbling it. "Then let me use it again. A quiet meeting in the night with me is likely a bad idea. Even if we do nothing untoward, some will assume, and what they assume can be just as bad as actions. I already have a reputation for studding, and even the vague possibility that..." He rolled the same hoof slowly. "You know?"
Amenti darkened, but stood her ground. "I will not be told who I can and cannot keep the company of."
Silver snorted softly. "Being a ruler means you can and should be mindful of just that. I hope you understand I am entirely on your side. You've struck me as nothing but a good cat."
Amenti tilted her head lightly. "But still a cat, and you, a horse. Is the difference too vast?"
Silver leaned towards Amenti. "You are infatuated, which is not the same as love. What do you actually know about me, as a person?"
Amenti frowned in frustration and thought, tail thumping against the ground. "You are kind and generous... You enjoy the company of females."
Silver smirked at the last comment, though he couldn't rightfully argue it. He did like the company of friendly females. Even Amenti was interesting to be around, if dangerous. "Did you know I study magic?"
"Like a teleportation spell?"
Silver winced, which was enough. Amenti sprung up to two legs. "I knew it was you! You were so brave! You left before I could thank you." She glanced away a moment before looking back at Silver. "This may sound strange, but why were you... roused?" She licked over her lips. "Cats have been put to death for less than that."
Silver snorted softly. "It was not my intention to flash you with my parts, only to protect you from your attackers. Have they returned?"
Amenti sighed softly. "The specific cats, no, but their leader has. He is trouble, but he is... willing to negotiate. Provided his palm remains greased with enough business and good fortune, he has withdrawn his desires to see me hurled from my throne."
Silver tilted his head curiously. "Why not arrest him, if you know who he is directly?"
Amenti gave a sudden sharp laugh. "Would that my position were so simple. He is too important to simply remove, and I could not prove it was him to others well enough to avoid all manner of backlash. No, we will play the game, and he may yet serve Anugypt if I play my cards well."
Silver gave a bit of a smile. "You've really come around in only a few days."
Amenti pointed at Silver. "Because of you! You gave me warmth, protection, and inspiration and demand nothing in return. You won't even accept company as a petty gift." She gave a soft an irritated growl. "Am I that hideous?"
Silver leaned in and pressed his nose to her cheek, and she fell back to all fours. He followed her, gently nuzzling."You are a wonderful and cute cat, but I'm married. I am only allowed to lay with those I mean to put a foal into, and none other, and even if I did buck the odds and somehow put a foal in you, it would be a political apocalypse."
Amenti blinked. "Then... it's true? You really are a royal stud?"
Silver snorted softly. "It is. I am siring a new tribe of pony, and I'm afraid I've been doing a lackluster job of it so far."
Amenti slipped in close to Silver, rubbing herself against his belly. Something cool brushed against his balls and Silver jumped, but not before Amenti secured something metal there. Silver scrambled to his hooves and looked down at himself, seeing that she had fastened some kind of golden bracelet with rubies along its circumference onto his sac. It was tight enough to not fall past his heavy balls. "What is this? I don't want to accessorize my balls."
Amenti smiled. "It is not just for appearance sake... Take it."
Silver didn't want it, and wrapped his silver magic around it, trying to carefully extract it, but it didn't seem possible without harming himself. "How did you even get it on?"
Amenti made an O with her fingers, opening and closing the circle. "It can open, but once it's shut, it's yours, forever."
Silver tensed. "That's... Amenti! I trusted you." With an angry snarl he turned for the door, only for Amenti to rush in front of him.
"It is for you. According to ancient tales, there was once a feline stud, much like you, tasked with siring a new tribe, the baastian." She smiled lightly. "When I heard rumor that you were like him, I could not resist having it ready to give to you."
Silver shook his hips lightly, looking back at the bright bit of jewelry. He would have that much harder of a time being seen as anything but a horse cock that talked. "What is it supposed to do, besides embarrass me?"
Amenti moved around Silver again, reaching a paw to caress the circlet, and brushing against his heavy sac while she was there. "Blessed by the spirits of the fertile ground, it should prevent you from ever being without seed or the ability to plant it."
Silver stopped and closed his eyes, feeling internally for the energy within. He could see that the bracelet had fixed itself to his energies in a disturbingly permanent-looking way, but that it was outputting energy, not drawing it, pushing it directly into his jewels. "I... This may... be a fine gift after some thought, as awful as its appearance will be." The thought of not almost dying in trying to knock up Celestia was an attractive one. Urg, why did it have to be stuck? "There is no reason though that you couldn't have asked before shoving it on." He frowned at Amenti. "That doesn't show much faith between us."
Amenti bowed her head. "I am sorry only for disappointing you, but for nothing else. Go, and take my gift with you."
Silver considered storming off angrily, but decided not to be petulant about it. He kissed Amenti on the brow instead. "Please treat your future husband with more respect." He turned and departed, somehow avoiding a snarky comment as he passed the doorguards. At least he hadn't been in there long enough to get up to too much.
As he walked back to his room, he felt increasingly... something. He glanced over his shoulder to see nothing but torchlit hallways. Putting his paranoia aside, he continued his march, only to stop again, the feeling returned. It wasn't behind him, it was under him. The bracelet grew cold, then hot, and Silver sank to his belly as his legs went limp. Trying to internally view himself, Silver had a hard time focusing, but eventually managed to see that the bracelet had barely begun back in her room, and was dumping a lot of some kind of something into his jewels.
He couldn't do anything about it in the hallway, and his legs didn't want to work with him, so he used magic. After a few typoed spells, he got the teleportation right and vanished, appearing on the bed in the room.
Celestia, Shei, and Aila looked up from where they appeared to be enjoying some tea. Shei smiled brightly. "Back so soon? Did it go well?"
Silver tried to push himself up to his haunches, but managed little more than a soft grunt for the effort. "I can't move." Whatever the bracelet was doing, his whole body tingled and throbbed. "Celestia, balls, jewel, examine, quickly."
Celestia was quite confused at the words, but did rise up and approach the incapacitated alicorn. She spotted the golden bracelet and frowned at it. Her horn began to glow with soft golden light as she examined it and Silver. "Did Amenti put this on you, or did you do it to yourself?"
Silver grit his teeth together faintly, unable to put much pressure in it. "Not... that... dumb..."
Aila and Shei approached, also spying the source of the trouble. Aila reached with her hooves and tried to simply remove it, despite Silver's balls being too large. Silver cried out in pain as she tried to work it free anyway. "Yep, that's pretty stuck on there."
Celestia nodded lightly. "We have little choice but to wait. You should be mobile again in the morning." She rose to her hooves. "I will return. The rest of you should get some sleep."
Silver shook his head faintly. "Don't... yell at her..."
Celestia pointed a hoof at Silver. "I'll thank you kindly not to tell me what to do." She moved off with a deep frown, leaving Silver snuggled between Aila and Shei.