Chapter 28: Testing The Waters
'If this is so… Why am I here?' Nathalie already thought about it, trying to get away from a mental breakdown, and looked around in her room.
'Have I traversed to another world?'
If she would slam her head several times, she might as well do so when she remembered the days how she wanted to live in a fantasy; now she got jinxed and all. Not a cute surprise for living as a villain from now on.
To her, everything went surreal, as though she got to experience one of the most saturated tropes and genres used in fiction, yet it happened to her at this instance.
'Girl, bye! I may be an author, but I sure as hell am an avid reader, and I have read a lot of novels throughout my lifetime, but this is not a good joke.'
Not like she would enjoy it for the most part, as she didn't know what to expect henceforth.
It still confused how she had this casual outfit yet with a look and, perhaps taking note, Mystique Blackwell's physique. A couple of twists and turns, and it somehow took her breath away how voluptuous her silhouette was from the mirror.
'If I'm really the Mystique Blackwell now…' She pondered, then grabbed her hair out of frustration. 'But what era is this?'
Nathalie took a deep breath, trying to speak a word that came to her mind. But something in her throat seemed strained. In the end, it was somehow hard for her to do so, which got her curious when she met Mystique.
Her words still struck her, so fresh and crisp, when she said the words in lieu of her banishment.
'Wait a moment, isn't that the part I have yet to write, almost in the climax of the sequel—'
All of a sudden, aches from her waist and bosoms garnered a concern for her, which had her walk to the nearby wardrobe.
'This damn belt, even this outfit turned skimpy. I have to change first.'
The floor was cold and polished, but it was the kind of cold she adored that she preferred barefoot. She shuffled across several steps and reached for it. Opening found an array of elaborate dresses, both inner and outer, and different styles for every occasion required it.
'Even lingeries are not spared… I'm impressed.'
But no doubt they weren't from the modern age she lived.
'Baby, I need to calm down with all the shit happening to me.'
Her eyes went into scrutiny as she marveled at the high-quality fabrics and styles of apparel hung in the wardrobe for her to adore.
Nathalie, as an author, it wasn't her gig to be too intricate or went to a specific accent and details of the wardrobe a character has to wear.
A simple adjective, two to three main highlights of the attire, and the setting where the character interacted were enough for her to go over the story, thus avoiding an author's basic pitfalls.
Seeing them first hand got her giggling as she urged herself to wear it at once.
It took her quite a while to change from the new outfit: It was full and made of high-quality cotton, weaved her curves perfectly, and flared around its sleeves and hem of the dress. Right now, she could have a little breather as she tried to adapt to a new day she had.
'No, I need to get it together and be Mystique Blackwell from now on. What I need is information.'
Her straight hair that draped a tad lower than her waist was a distraction that she had to tie them up. After several strokes, she grabbed it whole and pondered, 'Wait, I don't have my hairpin—I need it—'
But all of a sudden, a flash of cold melded around her hair. With the ice, she slowly let go of her hold and tapped, giving off a series of clinks.
Like a lightbulb that flashed and popped on top of her head, she knew she had to check it for herself.
'I don't know how I did that, but… This might come in handy…'
Now that it was a ponytail, Nathalie started to move towards the bed as she remained unsure because the resemblance of the character and the place she was in was not hard to differentiate.
'If she is still unable to talk, then it must be I'm still in the timeline of 'The Prince's Retribution?' However, she slapped her face a couple of times despite being unable to feel the subtle sting.
'Get it together, and I can't be delusional like some readers get all the hype from transmigrating to one! We aren't so sure with the conjectures, or else this will be our downfall.'
After she tidied herself up, she then thought of her smartphone.
'I think I still have the PDF of the first book: outline and the database; this shouldn't be a problem.'
On her bed, she scrolled through her smartphone and checked the information she needed to know. But she took a stop when her eyes landed on Mystique Blackwell's power.
'The cryomancy: the ability to manipulate ice—Duh, of course, I know that, but the powers… Uhh, where was it? I should've highlighted it… I'm sure I wrote the limitations of—'
It was as though her prayers were now answered, and her eyes glimmered on a few keywords that would be essential from now on.
'So Mystique memorizes a few words for the shortest possible route of the magic incantation … Ugh! I didn't think info dumps could be this useful.'
Indeed, she had an idea since she wrote the characters' dynamics, but she could only know so much, and magic is simply unheard of, at least from where she came from, who knew what else could blow things up.
'Initiation, Propagation, Termination… Let me try this.'
Without further ado, she raised her hand, aiming at the wall. Her mind went into a swirl of chaos as she thought of the formula needed to manifest simple magic. With gritted teeth and squinting eyes, she thought of the keywords.
'A tad lower the temperature…'
A sudden shift in the air, just several inches away from her, occurred and coalesced to smaller shards of ice. A ball of spike that was as big as her fist finally took form.
'This is…'
An exhilarating feeling bloomed within her, like a child fascinated by a spectacle.
But sometimes fate can be that bitch.
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