Lila blinks her eyes open.

Over her feather-soft bed, she sees flower carvings in the ceiling beams.  For a moment, she thinks she's back her castle of Maranon, with the dragons and the new war all a bad dream.

But then she rolls half-over, some half-thought name on her lips - and feeling her smaller body (she's still just a little girl!), and being shocked at her own shock at that, wakes her up the rest of the way.

And she remembers.  She remembers two sets of memories now.  She was Queen of Maranon.  She was a girl of Villarosa, daughter of the noble knight Kosvin...