Morgan stopped in her tracks and let out a defeated sigh. She and Lucina had planned to hang out as best friends would. But the young princess wasn’t anywhere to be found. The young Tactician glances at the ground, noticing something very small flailing about. “Huh?” She kneels down to get a better look.
Lucina sees Morgan kneel and breaths a sigh of relief. She feels the young Tactician’s fingers wrap around her and lift her up to eye leave. Morgan looks over the tiny princess, shock fills her expression as she recognizes Lucina. “Lucy?” Morgan questions as she holds the tiny princess in her palm.
“Yeah, it’s me.” Lucina responds as she looks up at Morgan.
“How did this—-“ Morgan began before stopping.
Lucina shook her head. “I don’t know, Morgan. I was fine one moment. Nodded off for a split second then next thing I knew, I was tiny.”
Morgan nodded as she stood slowly, being extra gentle with Lucina.
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