Kaira gazed at her reflection in the gilded mirror with delight. Looking back at her was not a girl from the modern world, but a girl who resembled a fairytale princess. The pale blue silk gown she was wearing echoed the shade of her eyes, its v-shaped bodice showing off her long neck. The sleeves ended in a v at her hands, emphasizing long slender fingers, while the skirt fell loosely down to the ground, the excess trailing behind her on the stone floor as she turned slowly. The soft leather boots she wore made no sound as she moved. Her long, pale blonde hair was pulled back into a type of French braid.

She felt curiously excited, although she didn’t fully understand it. It was new to her—like her surroundings. Yesterday, she woke up from her nap to find she had slept the entire afterno...

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