Lifting herself off the ground, Cassia slowly stood up trying not to think about the wave of vertigo she felt. She took a moment to get her bearings. She stood in thought, her hand scratching her stubbly chin. The sun was starting to rise, soon her father’s guards would barge into her room and find it empty.
Cassia had several options. She could run like hell back to the tower, sneak into her room,naked, as a man and hope she finds a way to become a woman again or she could hope the guards supposed to wake her are either busy or drunk while she finds some male clothes without having any money and still try to figure out how to control her new power.
She had to admit, neither of these options were ideal.