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Tiny blinked as a sudden shadow blocked the bit of sunlight she had been enjoying. She looked up, and let out a surprised squeak, nearly dropping her cup. She set it down daintily, and then slowly smiled back.
"Yes, ma'am, I am." She replied, and then, ever the gracious hostess, reached out and picked up a blackberry about the size of her head. Straining, she lifted it, grunting a bit before speaking. "Would you like one?"
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Tiny straightened, eyeing Titania with sheer admiration. She was so beautiful, and when a flower rose beneath Tiny, bringing her up and eye-level with Titania, Tiny squealed with delight.
"You control everything here, then? Flowers, and animals, and everything?" Tiny happily stroked the petals of the flower, nuzzling her face against one. "You're magnificent, Miss Titania, your Majesty!"
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"For a time, at least. I'm sure there is another way. There are different magics that abound in these lands. But with illusions and glamours, you can change much of how you look." As she spoke, Titania changed again, her hair darkened, as did her skin, going jet-black and nut brown, respectively. And then she changed again, going back to how she usually looked, full sized. "There is a kingdom southwest between these woods and the jungles further south where intriguing magics abound. If you mean to find a permanent change, there may be something there that could help you."
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