Lukas swam up to the palace for his eleventh labor. The Royal Family was immortal, so he figured that they could help him with the blood drops. He was pretty sure that getting a drop of blood from himself or Calliope would be cheating. As he approached the gates, the guards crossed their tridents to stop him. “State your business,” said one.
“I-I wish to speak to the Royal Family,” stammered Lukas. “All of them. I-If they’re free, of course.”
“What purpose could you have with the Royal Family?” asked the other guard.
“P-Private business, s-started by my mistress, C-Calliope.”
“The Queen’s sister? …Very well.” The guards uncrossed their tridents.
“Th-Thank you, gentlemen.” Lukas swam past the guards and headed to the throne room.
Thankfully, Cassidy was with her husband and king, Davis, and their adopted princess, Sapphire. They were lounging on the throne, having completed all the duties they needed to perform that day. “…We haven’t had much of a vacation, have we?” asked Sapphire.
“…No, we really haven’t,” replied Davis. “…Maybe some tropical shores?”
“I know the perfect place,” said Cassidy. “The sun can even give a pale person a perfect tan without getting burned.”
“Well, let’s see when we-!” Davis’s declaration was interrupted when someone knocked on the throne room doors.
“…Never fails,” sighed Cassidy. She called out to the door. “Yes?”
“Y-Your Majesty, it’s Lukas,” came a voice.
“Lukas?” asked Davis.
“He’s performing some labors for Calliope,” explained Cassidy. “I guess he’s here to fulfill a new labor. Come in, Lukas!” Lukas entered the throne room.
“H-Hello, your Majesties, your Highness,” stammered Lukas.
“What brings you here, Lukas? A favor from my sister?” asked Cassidy.
“W-Well, somewhat. You see, I’ve completed ten labors for her, but…well…this new one involves…a drop of blood from three immortals, and-.”
“Is that all?” asked Sapphire. “Lukas, buddy, one drop of an Immortal’s blood is how you can make a potion of immortality. The inherent immortality in the blood makes it the key ingredient. If she was asking for a lot of our blood, then we’d be worried.”
“Castor!” called Davis. The Head Butler then swam in.
“Yes, your Majesty?” he asked.
“Get some blood drop collection equipment. Calliope’s new guy needs a drop from me and my family.”
“Very good, Sir.” Castor swam out.
“It’s really no trouble?” asked Lukas.
“One drop of blood is no issue,” assured Davis. “Now, if we were divine, then we’d need to give you six drops of blood each to keep the inherent divinity fresh.”
“Thank you so much, My Lord and Ladies,” said Lukas.
“Lukas, if I didn’t know any better,” mused Cassidy, “I’d say you were crushing on my sister.”
“…W-well…you’re…very perceptive,” admitted Lukas. “My greatest wish is to be a servile femboy for a powerful lady that…that would want me as that, romantically.”
“A servant and a lover, hm? That’s your heart’s desire?” asked Davis.
“Yes, Your Majesty.” Davis smiled.
“How far along are you?”
“Well, this is my eleventh labor, Your Majesty. And she’s been asking me what my future as a servile femboy looks like, even my future outfit. …I think she wants me to stay with her. …Gods, I personally hope so.”
“Well, I wish you luck in that,” said Cassidy.
After retrieving the blood drops, Lukas returned to the lair, his new home. “Mistress!” he called. “Got the blood drops!”
“Excellent! Where did you go to get them?” asked Calliope.
“…Th…The palace,” replied Lukas.
“Got them from my sister and her family, excellent!” She collected the containers with the blood drops and shone a light under them. “Yep, that’s them all right! What say we have ourselves a little bath?”
“Of course, Mistress. …But I DO have some questions that need an answer.”
“Oh? And what would those questions be?”
“I…I would like to continue serving you, Mistress,” said Lukas. “…But I…I’d also like to be your…your lover…if…”
“…Lukas, the others already guessed my motives for you,” said Calliope. “Believe me, I’d love to have you as my lover, but I’ve been burned before by people that weren’t honest to me about themselves. That’s what I look for in a partner.”
“Then I’ll finish the last labor and prove I’m being sincere!” declared Lukas. “I’ll prove to you that I want to be your servile femboy as well as your lover!” Calliope smiled.
“I’m rooting for you to succeed, Lovely Lukas,” she said as she booped his nose. “Now, I promised us a bath. Let’s go take it, hm?” She and Lukas headed to the bathroom, eager for Lukas to complete his last labor.