Surprised Expression → Serene Expression

I--

feel the mirror's magic send forth a notice, and then take hold of me and spin and --

--smile serenely as I admire my reflection. Hm~ Her highness was right: the red jewel really does stand out well against my hair. It's a pity the closest match I could find for earrings are so subdued in comparison, though.

For a moment, I'm struck with the utterly bizarre sensation that I should be worried - panicking, even - about something... but as with most things, the thought feels too silly to hold onto and washes right over me without taking hold.

It would be nice if the mirror would release me so that I can dance and move once more, but I've no cause rush. If time doesn't move for me, I've all the time in the world, no? There's no reason to worry: No magic lasts forever. In the meantime... Hm. What shall I do to occupy my time, if not move my body and demonstrate my services? It feels an alien concept, doing anything else... but I'll figure something out, surely.

Smiling with serene placidity, as is my nature, I think casually on this dilemma.

(buxom court-dancer, wavy light-green hair, tiny bedlah bra, see-through silks, serene expression, buxom hourglass figure, hairband, stockings, translucent bedlah dancer's outfit, standing in a castle bedroom)

[AN: Essentially, she tripped into taking a recommended change from the phone mid-panic attack.]