ostentatious → royal

As my James-side crudely yet accurately surmised, this was yet another unprompted change in one of the prompt's keyphrases. Ostentatious (were my previous clothes really that pretentious as my James-self believes it to be?) to royal, with appropriate consequences that followed.

Interestingly, I now sported a openly jubilant smile and slightly flushed cheeks. My amber red eyes brim with not only joy but kindness and benevolence, my austere blonde hair done up in an overt twin braided bun style. My corset had become more akin to a lacy nightgown, lacking the frills of my previous dress and looking more low cut around my chest; not to mention that heart-shaped cutout. The sleeves were reduced further, showing off more skin than before. My choker was still frilly, but now was regaled with shiny ruby brooch that pinned it closed and fancy red and gold earrings hung from my ears; my necklace also changed from the short golden chain with a red tassel, to a more conventionally longer gold chain with a pale diamond inset the gold square.

The phone - such a wondrous device despite its flaws - lost its red trim and black color for a brighter look, trading in for a general steel gray theme.

Normally, my Lilian-side would find some parts of this look disagreeable, yet... I find it perfectly fine. Perhaps some of that its coming from my James-side, the tasteful but deprave pervert they are. But, given the implied change in station with the dress, the continuing reconciliation between my Lilian-side and James-side, I hardly gave any mind to the slight lewdness in my new appearance.

I'm very sure that the princess and queen wouldn't mind the sight, either. That, I can assure both sides of me can agree on.

Oh, my goodness, agreement between my selves? I suppose my Lilian-side had no particular feelings on her sexuality or on sex, if anything she had a poor opinion on the topic beyond the reproductive nature of it. But with my James-side factored in, it seems now that I have a healthy (keyword, healthy compared to the guilty but shameless self that was me) appreciation of women. Whatever disdain I had for the "broodmares" of the castle are now tempered, though I still had the desire to make things reasonable.

For real. Love is fine and fair, but it is, after all, hardly a basis for a system of governing. Not when we have the demonic monsters at our borders. Ah, James-side, you utter bastard.

Still, with this smartphone on hand, it would be trivial to correct the missteps of my predecessor. My James-side, a presence that I've noticed had diminished a bit, grudgingly agreed; though they, we still would like to take a closer look at our... nay, my new body.

(noblewoman, direct angle, austere blonde hair, composed and beneficent, slender elegant build, unnaturally-excited smile, standing straight, holding smartphone, royal and wealthy apparel, posh castle bedroom, mostly gray brick scenery, possessed by viewer)

[AN: Turns out, if I want to make some measure of substantial change through civitai's img2img workflow, I have to adjust the Denoising slider to a higher value. Don't think it'll allow for significant changes like changing poses but it does mean the model has more creative juice to modify the base image, like how just changing "ostentatious" to "royal" drastically changed our character's overall demeanor; or changed the phone once again.]