The prince's blue eyes sparkle with curiosity as he fixates on the vase in your hand, raised at a dangerous angle. He seems completely apathetic to the danger that awaits him, a mere second away, his head completely defenceless against the vase.

You spot your own reflection in the vase's polished surface - a blonde woman with the same features as the boy, staring back at you with a mix of confusion and recognition. You suddenly realize that you have somehow ended up in the body of Prince Chevalier's mother, the Queen of Rhodolite, just before she completely lost her mind.