Something is wrong. There's a ringing in Edward's ears, as if he'd passed out, but he can't quite seem to focus on it. The world seems to have turned upside down. He's still looking at Princess Elizabeth, but something is off...
"Your Highness?" someone asks. It's not Henry, it's a girl. She sounds familiar somehow, but he can't place it. "Is... is he going to be alright?"
"I think so," the princess says. Something about her voice makes Edward feel... safe. Secure. Like everything's going to be alright. Which is good, because things are starting to get REALLY confusing.
"Can you stand, my lord?" Elizabeth asks, "I don't want to rush you, but we are in a bit of a hurry."
Can he stand? Of course he can stand. He pushes himself up, and swings his feet over the side of the bed, his silks flowing as he does.
And at this point, as the ringing begins to fade, Edward finally realizes what's wrong.
He's not supposed to be lying on the bed, he's not supposed to be wearing silks, and he CERTAINLY isn't supposed to be wearing what the pressure on his feet tells him are very definitely high heels.
"My lord?" Princess Elizabeth asks, and it starts to dawn on Edward that, while she's unquestionably the same woman he just kissed, she's also awfully tall, and muscular. And wearing a suit of mail, come to that. And he doesn't remember her hair being that short, or her face having such a ruggedly handsome scar.
There's a mirror on the nightstand. Edward can't help himself. He grabs it, and almost instanteously his entire world falls apart.
The person staring back is unquestionably him, but it's a very different him. His scar is gone. His features are more delicate, his skin softer, his hair hip-length and braided with pale flowers. He drops the mirror and looks down in shock. All of his muscle is gone, not to mention his facial and body hair. The cut of his gown is slightly different, made to flatter a lithe, slender male body rather than a voloptuous female one, but it's unmistakably Princess Elizabeth's.
For some reason, he vaguely remembers the words 'don't panic'. That advice has suddenly become a lot harder to follow than he'd anticipated.
Prince Edward screams.