She lands on a beach. 

A rain forest stretches behind her, rolling up to a cloudy mountain. A pristine blue bay stretches before her, water calm. The sand under her is soft, white. The sky is a similar vivid blue to the bay, with a few picturesque clouds gently drifting across it. 

The edge of a city can be seen across the bay - not even all of it, for it spills up another mountain and around a peninsula out of sight. Its towers are tall, sleek and shiny, and the city has no walls as it rolls down into the forest, buildings simply becoming gradually sparser. People and vehicles fly among the towers in orderly patterns. A few small ships, most without sails, drift calmly in the bay, and there's a more crowded marina past them, though it's too far to make out a lot of detail.

She's stares at the beautiful sight before her, completely new and exciting and alien to her. Agrabah was a sight to behold, but this. This was something altogether different.

She stands up, brushes the sand from her and takes it all in.

Rajah walks up beside her, having shifted from their other form, and makes a curious noise.

No one seems to have noticed them - not even the three girls playing in the water, halfway between the two newcomers and the nearest little outcropping of buildings. One of them floats out of the others' reach, laughing.

Where are their dæmons?

"We should introduce ourselves."

There's no dæmons in view, at all - not even aquatic ones ducking in and out of the water.

Rajah shifts and flies above them, watching out for anything else.

Princess Shahrázád walks closer to the water, waving to catch their attention. She doubts very much that these people are important per se, but her many lessons over the years have taught her to treat everyone with respect and elegance. You never know when you might be wrong. Plus, they're in another realm, she has to make a good impression.

The group stops playing when they notice her. One of them waves back - the girl in an orange and dark blue bodysuit with an orange cape. "Hey there!" she calls.

"Hello! I am very lost!"

"Huh! Where were you trying to go?"

"I was in my palace, my father's palace, and a door appeared that wasn't there before. When I opened it I was pulled through. I believe I am in a different realm. My name is Princess Shahrázád of Agrabah."

" - Huh. Haven't heard of Agrabah. This is Earth, or more internationally, Midguard? Loki's from Asgard."

"Haven't heard of Agrabah either."

"It's one nation in the Seven Deserts. It was founded thousands of years ago by my ancestor, Hamad. It is on the Earth. The name Midgard and Asgard are unknown to me. I suspect I am very far from home."

"Other universes exist. It's been a long time since we encountered one, though."

Rajah swoops down from above -

- and lands next to their princess. They are uneasy, these people (?) do not have dæmons. They looked very hard.

Shahrázád lays her hand on Rajah's head soothingly. "This is Rajah. What do you mean by 'universes'?"

She glances at the shapeshifter. "I'm Loki - she's Nausicaa," girl in the orange, "and she's Sue," girl in white who's hanging back a bit. "There's worlds, which usually have the same sorts of people and plants and animals, and they have the same sun, air, moons - essentially, a world shares a sky with itself. Worlds in this universe are organized into solar systems, which only share a sun. Solar systems are organized into galaxies, which are suns nearby each other. All the galaxies make up the universe. A universe has the same natural law throughout it usually, but two universes might have different natural laws."

"That's fascinating. You have so much you could teach us. I am very happy to have fallen here. Though, if I do not ask, Rajah will become even grumpier at me. Where are your dæmons? Have you separated from them?"

"Daemons?"

"Perhaps you have a different word for them? Like Rajah. They are your - inner-self. When you are born they manifest beside you. As you grow they are able to change shape. Eventually around your twelfth year, they settle into one or two forms."

"We don't have those," Nausicaa says. "Unless ours are invisible or something, but probably someone's power would've let them notice that?"