Jon found himself in a bedroom of sorts. The stone walls and ancient paintings told him that he was in a castle, not unlike something he would see in Sleeping Beauty. A woman, obviously a princess, stood before him She was olive skinned and kind of round-looking, though in a way that made her breasts and hips stand out. A delicate, silver tiara sat atop her dark brown, wavy hair. What seemed to be a normal height was her actually standing on a low stool as her servants moved all about her, helping her get dressed in an elaborate gown of lime green and pastel lavender.
"Oh, your grace, you must be so excited," one of the servants said, "I know how long you've waited for this and today's the big day. I have to admit, I'm a little envious myself."
Then the old woman straightened up and entered Jon's field of view...again. Were there two of her? No wait...that was a mirror! It finally hit Jon; he was this short, curvy princess! But who was he? What was his new name, and what was the special event he was about to attend?!
