The heir to the Crown’s throne stepped out onto the balcony to the cheering courtiers who were waiting for the solemn announcement of an engagement.
A strange mist swirled around him, but it quickly dissipated — and then...
The crowd in the park gasped all at once. Someone even fainted.
— He’s naked, that prince! — the mischievous boy perched in a tree shouted at the top of his lungs, bursting into ringing laughter.
And I stood there, unable to move.
Because I was the one who had sewn that ill-fated suit — so why hadn’t it worked?
The spell! I had mixed up the words of the spell!
Oh, great Merlin!
I never could have imagined that my seemingly harmless magic would have such consequences!