Jas looked down and saw the rebel had become a baby even younger than him, now just a 1 year old wearing nothing but a diaper. The newly youthened man blinked in confusion, looking at the child who he previously towered over but was now a couple of inches taller than him. Staring down at himself and seeing his young body the rebel shocked tried to say something but all that came out was unintelligible baby babble. Similarly Jas was too shocked by what the locket did to do anything other than stare.
Scared by his mysterious transformation the baby boy attempted to approach the other. However his young legs which had been barely supporting him buckled at the first step causing him to fall on his back. The shock coupled with the pain of the fall caused the regressed rebel to burst into tears and start bawling at the top of his lungs while waving and kicking his legs. Knocked out of his stupor by the cries Jas knew that the baby's wailing would attract the attention of more soldiers and quickly fled the scene.
True to his new status he rapidly toddled down the hallways while quickly becoming accustomed to his new shorter legs. However the wet sagging diaper he wore proved to be an annoying hindrance to the prince. A part of him wanted to take off the encumbersome thing and be done with it, but another part of him didn't wish to run around the palace naked from the waist down. Ultimately Jas decided to leave the diaper on. Traveling down the twisting corridors he was extremely fortunate enough to not run into any more rebels. At the same time he slowly got his bearings and realized he was close to the front doors, Jas excited at the prospect of freedom doubled his pace.
Rushing around the final corner he ended up running right into the leg of a rebel and was knocked back onto his soaked bottom with a squish.
"Whoa there little man, where's the fire?" the man exclaimed with a chuckle as he reached down to pick up the toddler boy, holding him up by his armpits.
To his horror the prince now found himself staring at a group of three rebels.
"That kid seemed to be in quite the hurry" one of the two questioned.
"Obviously all the fighting must have scared him" the other offered.
"I think you're right. The little guy here even wet himself" the one holding Jas announced after shifting his hands to hold the two year old by his back and bottom, feeling the soaked padding under his palm.
"You know he kind of reminds me of the prince, particularly around the hair and eyes..." the man holding him mused out loud in contemplation to the rest of his compatriots.
Panic setting in at being discovered in his youthful disguise Jas began to squirm around in the other's grip, but the man held onto him firmly. Seeing that escape wasn't an option and feeling much too afraid in that moment he...