The Teen Queen

Unfortunately, the changes didn't stop.

The Queen had been an inch or so shorter than Belboz, but now she started to shrink, until she was almost a foot shorter. Her figure also began to shrink, leaving her looking lost in her Queenly robes. Finally, her features softened even further, and lost some of their maturity.

Finally, Jastina opened her eyes. "Did it work, Belboz? Am I - I - does my voice sound a little funny? I think it - what?"

Without saying a word, Belboz pointed at a nearby mirror. Jastina turned to look - and gasped. Staring back at her was the image of herself - as she had been at the age of about fourteen.

"Belboz!" she exclaimed. "You made it too strong, Belboz!"

"I realize that, your majesty!"

"Belboz, you gotta reverse this - I can't go out there like this! I only wanted to be, you know, young and pretty and stuff again, not a little girl like this! Everybody'll know, and they'll all laugh at me and everything! And the king! This makes him a zillion years older than me and all!" Abruptly, the queen teared up. "I, I'm sorry, Belboz! I think the stupid potion's even got me all acting like some whimpery little teenage girl, too. P-p-please, you gotta fix it, you just gotta!"

1. "Of course," Belboz said. "I brought a reversal spell, just in case."
2. "Of course," Belboz said, "But it will take some time. We'll have to think of a way to explain this in the meantime."
3. "There - there is no reversal spell, your highness - no one's ever wanted to make themselves older before."
4. Belboz smiled strangely. "Now just why would I want to do that - Princess Jastina?"
5. Just then, Ilsa and the guard returned.
6. Just then, the King entered.
7. But the changes to the queen still weren't through!

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