In the night, Claire heard buzzing in her ears.
"This girl's looking great!" said one voice.
"Yeah, I think we could make her--" said another.
"Don't say that!" said the first one.
Claire sprang up to see what the commotion was about. However, no voice was left.
She checked her surroundings again. The room looked a little bigger than before, but everything else was the same. Then, she went back into deep slumber.
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"Yawn! Why am I so sleepy today?" said Claire as she woke up. She looked back to check on her wings, as she would any other day. To her horror, they had changed into two butterfly wings! One was bluer than the other. They camouflaged pretty well with red flowers, though.
She decided to go to her parents. However, she soon realized that everything had grown much larger and she was unable to open the door. So, she waited on her bed for someone to open it.
After a while, someone opened the door. However, Claire did not rush out. Instead, she stayed there. The man who opened the door towered over her. He picked her up, and asked, "My princess, what made you so small?"
Claire quickly realized that it was her father. "I... don't know! By the way, that thing changed my wings too!"
"Let's get to the dining room, and I'll try to help you."
Grabbing her tightly, the king went out to the dining room, where he showed everyone in the palace Claire's physical state and asked them what to do with her.
A few hands were raised.
Herobrine gestured them to say their ideas openly. The first one opening his mouth was Adviser Eric, who was cunning but wise. He said, "This girl is wasting our time here. She would not make us any money. Therefore, I think we should have her killed."
Another adviser, Benjamin, who had a liking for birds, told Herobrine to keep Claire, but also to take away her freedom by putting her into a bird cage.
Then, Claire's mother shocked all the servants by saying that Claire should be free and allowed to go anywhere she wanted.
Claire looked at Bomby, who was also present.
Bomby sensed it and glanced back, but focused on his gunpowder-stuffed chicken wing again.
Everyone looked at Bomby while he ate. Bomby did not look back.
Silence.
"Okay... so who supports Adviser Eric?"
Only Adviser Eric and a random servant raised up his hand.
"Execute them!" boomed the King.
"NO!!!" The two people screamed while being dragged away.
"Now who supports Adviser Benjamin?"
The majority raised their hands.
"So okay, I'll keep her in a cage, then," said the King, half-weeping.
He spawned a cage and a chain. Then, he hooked Claire's left leg onto the chain and locked her inside.
"Thank you?" said Claire quite slowly.
"You don't need to thank me."