The two knights stood at the base of the thrown, staring at the immensely beautiful women. She had a blank face but her eyes danced with curiosity.

“Your majesty, we were told there was a vicious beast that roams these lands and we have been sent to kill it.”

She did not respond. The knights were confused and turned to find someone else to talk to.

“You should see your faces,” a silvery voice giggled.

And realization flashed as they realized that the women on the thrown was not an aged queen, but a young lady.

“As for the beast, you are looking at her.” And with that she morphed.