A Curse of Translocation

As the aged wizard's sight finally returned and he could see the aftermath of the magical flash, he quickly wished he hadn't. The young woman standing where Princess Lilly had been moments ago and wearing Princess Lilly's dress wasn't Princess Lilly. The mystery woman looked just as befuddled as the wizard felt.

"What in the world?" the woman asked herself, staring down at her new and oddly-fitting dress. "Where am I?"

"A far more pressing question is who are you?" Merl asked as he crossed the room to examine the woman. "And where were you before you showed up here? Quickly now!"

"Liza..." the young woman answered, pulling away from the odd old man accosting her. "I'm an entertainer, and I was kinda busy before suddenly getting... kidnapped or whatever just happened!"

Merl heaved a sigh of relief. "An entertainer! Oh, thank goodness. Her ladyship is safe on a ballet stage somewhere."

"Uh... no, I'm not that kinda entertainer. And who's this 'ladyship?'" Liza asked.

Merl froze. "I-if you're not... what kind of entertainer are you? What were you in the middle of?" he asked, dreading the answer.

Meanwhile, far from the castle, Lilly was abruptly experiencing the answer to Merl's query.