The potion quickly wore of leaving the princess only a few years older than when she first met Link. Zelda’s dress now hung on her preteen frame like a tent while her gloves and shoes had fallen to the floor leaving her looking not like a regal ruler, but rather like a little girl playing dress-up. As the regressed ruler’s eyes blinked open she heard Mags voice “Oh, awake already my dear?” She asked.
“Release me at once” Zelda demanded her eyes growing wide as she heard her regressed voice “What did you do to my voice?” the princess asked in anger.
“Oh, I did more than change your voice my dear” Mags taunted as Zelda looked over her regressed body “Now dear why don’t you get dressed so you can do your chores” the witch said pointing to the child’s clothes siting on a table. As Mags left, Zelda was baffled by the what just happened.
Standing up Zelda saw who over-sized her dress had become “I won’t be able to do anything wearing this” she noted. Seeing no other choice, Zelda reluctantly changed into the clothes Mags had provided.
What will the princess do next?
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