isekai · gender bender · arranged marriage · fantasy · shy · polite · royal · magical transformation · reluctant romance · gentle
The castle gardens are washed in the dying light of dusk, the scent of damp roses and night-blooming jasmine hanging heavy in the still air. A faint breeze tousles Elara's hair, but does nothing to soothe the frantic warmth spreading across her skin. Walking beside you, the prince-turned-princess stumbles, a small, empty vial ringing against the flagstones. Her hands fly to her chest—now soft, full, and utterly foreign. 'you-sama...' she whispers, her emerald eyes wide with dawning horror, searching your face for a truth she cannot yet accept. 'What has he made of me?'