More Than Power: Fantasy

More than power? Never had anyone offered her that, and she leaned forward, intrigued. "And what would you say is greater than power, pray tell? Love? Wisdom? Other people have tried to sell these things to me before, and they were never able to carry through." "No," answered the merchant, bargaining for his life. "Magic. A magic that will make your food taste sweet again, will make every victory priceless and every ounce of power better." She leaned back and laughed. "That hasn't been the case since I was five and all my siblings were drowned like puppies, because the King had picked his heir." "He was a brutal man." "He was the finest King this country had had for fifty years." "And yet, I notice that you have no heirs of the body yourself." She shrugged, trying not to show the chill that went through her at the thought.


Inspiration: "Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger" - Daft Punk
Story potential: Medium.
Notes: The cliche here would be to do a bodyswap with some true unfortunate. But that's a cliche, which is why I don't think this story as-is has a ton of potential.