After you accept the wand from the shopkeeper, you realize that she is still looking at you, almost expectingly, like you’re supposed to do something. You find her smile a bit off-putting and decide to break your building tension.
“Um.... do you need something?” you ask, wondering why she was looking at you so strangely.
“Oh, I was just admiring how far you have come. You are the spitting image of all a fairy princess should be.” she commented, placing a finger contemplatively on her cheek.
You direct your attention to the mirror before you and are once again greeted by a beautiful young girl standing in front of you, dressed in the most wonderful clothing you’ve ever had the pleasure of looking. Your inner reflection is interrupted by your noticing of the shopkeeper. She still appears to have her attention riveted on you and you begin to find her presence unnerving.
As if in response to your thoughts, the shopkeeper begins speaking again. “Since you look like a fairy princess right now, I’ll let you in on a little secret. I’m actually not a human, but an actual fairy. In fact, I happen to be a fairy queen.”
You look at her confusedly; there was no way she was being serious, right? Maybe this is some sort of roleplay thing. “Do you have any proof to give me that you’re telling the truth?” you ask.
She looks down at you with an almost disappointed look on her face. “Darling, I would’ve thought you would’ve pieced it together. How else have you taken this new form?”
Your eyes widen in understanding. She was the one behind your transformation! Oddly, you weren’t quite sure how you feel about that. The burning question on your lip flies into the air: “why?”
Her face returns to its typical joyful countenance as she responds. “ Well, as the queen, it is my duty to provide an heir suitable to lead my people. I set up this shop to be able to find one worthy to take my place.” she states, gesturing her hand at the store around her. “ It must have been fate when you chose the fairy costume, and my suspicions that you were the chosen one were only heightened when you went back and chose the princess costume.” She then points a finger at your antennae. “I planted the thoughts of how a lady should act in that headband so that I could help prepare you for this moment.
She leans down and places a hand on your shoulder. “The wand I’ve given you can perform real magic. I can show you things you have only dreamed of doing.”
Standing back up, she opens her arms, as if preparing for a hug. “Will you do it? Will you come with me and become my daughter. My lovely, little, fairy princess?”
As she beckons you to her side, you weigh your options. Quickly, you come to the conclusion that you must...