Midnight

“She...she told me to leave the castle before midnight,” The young maiden stuttered after swapping into the body of the prince. “I thought I my elegant dress would revert to rags or my carriage would turn back into a pumpkin. I didn’t expect...this!”

“Who? Who told you?” The prince asked feeling very vulnerable inside the body of the maiden.

“My fairy godmother.”

“Your WHAT!? You literally trusted what was essentially a witch to transform you into...what? Exactly? A rich girl? A princess? And you didn’t expect there to be some sort of trick?”

“Well, it’s not all bad. She did foresee I would become royalty. I thought she meant you and I would get married. But I certainly don’t mind the status upgrade. And you may be in my body now, but it doesn’t seem to have reverted to my life of poverty.”

“But I’m still in your body! I’m still stuck as a woman! I’ve lost my royal heritage! That’s just not acceptable! And there’s a witch who’s probably looking for you right now coming to collect. Magic is never offered for free; there’s always an expectation!”