Jon wanted to get off the stool and get some answers, but to his shock, his body didn't respond! It only looked down at the woman, smiled and said with a giggle,
"Oh, I know! I'm so excited for tonight! And I'm sure you'll do a great job making me beautiful. You will, make me beautiful, right?"
"Of course, your grace." The old servant replied.
Jon hadn't willingly spoken those words; it was as if he was just a passenger in this woman's body or as if someone else was forcing him to go aloywith this princess script. Was this helpless state a part of the fantasy? Or was the fact that this was someone else's fantasy what prevented him from making changes? Whatever the case, Jon knew that he was trapped in this body and this role for the next 48 hours, forced to act like a pretty princess!
