"Incredible," whispered Nirmal, one of the Fae tasked with witnessing the unleashing of the princess's powers. Her role was to document each manifestation, and she did so with barely contained excitement.
Nirmal stepped over to Violet, circling her with her quill in hand. Her keen eyes traced every detail of this new form of hers from the exact shade of black-blue hair down to her feet.
She stopped in front of Violet, then turned her head toward Annequin.
"There's literally no difference," Nirmal said with an awe filled voice. "If I didn't know better, I'd swear the Queen of Astaria was standing before me. The princess could pass as you without raising a single suspicion."
Conversation arose amongst the Fae. They were more used to the idea of glamouring than shapeshifting. It must be her beast side, they reasoned.
"If only it wasn't this body," Violet shifted uncomfortably, trying to adjust to the
unfamiliar presence layered over her own.
