THE PRINCESS NEEDS TO BE UGLY

Chirp chirp chirp~ I can feel pain on my head and all over my body as I tried to get up, I just hope that it will all heal immediately. “Urg! My head hurts.” I complained as I tried to slowly get up. Clang clang clang~ I instinctively looked at the source of the sound of a fallen metal basin, fearing that the person I fear the most is back. “Oh my! Young lady, thank goodness you already woke up! Oh I’ll call his grace!” an old lady who is wearing a maid outfit clasp her hands together while trying to hold her tears run away to call ‘his grace’ as she said. After the unknown old lady went outside, I just realized that the room I’m in is not the place where I was usually lying at. It is much more spacious and clean, and tad luxurious if I say so, no clothes scattered around or broken glass shards on the floor. Just like a room for noble or aristrocrat family. “Weird.” I shrugged it over while I am pressing my head due to the pain, I brush my silver white hair that fell on my face and block my sight. Wait, silver white hair?! Then I saw my hands, they are very different too compared to what is mine, it is much smaller like these are the hands of a kid. “W-what happened? Where are my scars? W-why did my hands shrunk in to a kids paws?” baffled by what I am seeing, I tried to run towards the full length mirror at other side of this huge room despite being weak. “Ahh! Whose body is this?!” A cute child’s face welcomed me as I looked at the mirror. A kid as tall as a three or four years old, round face that seemed to grow thinner with pale smooth white skin, silvery white wavy hair paired with purple eyes, cute pinkish lips, and a tall nose despite her young age. At the sight of an unfamiliar face I panicked that I tried to recall any memory that can explain this unexplainable phenomena. ‘A dream!’ “R-right, this is only a dream.” I pinched my face thinking that maybe it is only a dream and I badly need to wake-up right now. “Ouch!" Wide eyed, I stare at the front as I felt the pain from this girl’s cheek while caressing it to ease the pain. “This, this is me but it isn’t really me!” The pinch didn’t work exactly how I expected it because I’m still here, staring at this reflection of a beautiful kid… and that fears me the most. No way, I transmigrated in to this place, and the worst part is into the body of this kid with an incomparable beauty. “How am I going to go through with this?”