Nothing had happened.
Lord Lake was still above her, and demanding to know her identity.
"I know full well ye are of royal blood, but who, and what are your plans here girl?" Lord Lake demanded, imperiously.
Strangely, she felt compelled to tell him. "I am Prince Jasper in a new form, in hiding under my new name Jasmine."
"I swore to destroy the royals." Lord Lake whispered, "but clearly we were destined to be, you are such a lovely lass, my son shall be of royal blood! I shall always protect you from this wretched world and all the scoundrels in it my lady, my love."
With that Lord Lake took Jasmine's mouth into a kiss, forcing his tongue in there and soon rocking within her. She was too weak to resist. He held her down while his tongue moved and his worm quickened.
Why had the locket not worked? She had seen the flash - it had never failed her before. She trusted it. She trusted its magic. Surely it could not have run out? Why was he pumping into her? He should be a baby, or a bird right now.
Soon, blessedly soon, he was spent inside Jasmine. He laid down beside her, stroking her bottom while he began sucking upon her breast. She hoped she was not with child from him. What could she do next?