I blinked.
The first thing I noticed was that the floor was a lot further away. The second thing I noticed was that my hands were pale, thin, and definitely not wearing my 18-karat-gold "forever21" ring.
I slowly looked up. Standing right in front of me was... Me.
Well, it was my body. The 65-kilo, soot-covered, sass-machine Seraphine body. And that body was looking back at me with eyes that were currently the size of dinner plates, filled with a very familiar brand of "What the heck just happened?" shock.
"Oh... no," I wheezed. My voice was back to being a delicate, royal whisper. "Not again. This is a terrible business model. We cannot keep doing this!"
"Lady Seraphine?" Joff's voice drifted in from somewhere, sounding like he was underwater.
I saw the High Mage Hector Sky's eyes roll back into his head as he finally achieved his dream of fainting. The King and Queen were frozen in a state of permanent glitch.
