Today was quite a productive day in the castle. But not the kind of day for Hema as she had to stay put at her throne for hours. She would even complain that she doesn't get to go outside as much let alone socialize with her own people.
After Hema got up from her throne, she headed straight towards her bedroom when night time fell. It was time for everyone to call it in for the night when the moon rises from the ground.
"Hoo boy," Hema sighed with relief. "Doesn't a princess like me ever be allowed to get up from my throne so my behind doesn't get sore from sitting for hours? But a princess is a princess no matter what for the sake of protecting my people."
Hema took off her princess dress and changed out into her white pearl colored nightgown. She twirled around like a ballerina with her nightgown flowing around as if she was like a flower spinning like a pinwheel.
"Don't I look so beautiful in this nightgown?" Hema smiled as she checked herself out on the mirror and did a couple of poses like a supermodel.
When she was done with her modeling poses, she scurried off to her comfy canopy bed and snuggled up under the covers.
"I do hope tomorrow would be a better day for me," Hema yawned. "Perhaps I'll ask daddy for permission to step out and get some fresh air."
She closed her sweet brown colored eyes and fell fast asleep. She buried her face under the blankets during her sleep and then lied down on her back.
Suddenly, her nightgown began to inflate like a balloon. She wasn't aware of growing bigger and rounder due to her being in deep sleep. Her nightgown had stretched far and wide with no rips, tears and no buttons popped off. Her hands and feet have also sunk deep into her ballooned body.
Hema then rolled off her bed and out to the hallway. She began to roll around the entire castle as she giggled in her sleep.
"I feel like a rolling princess ball," Hema said talking in her sleep. "Got to keep rolling, rolling..." she sang sweetly in a lullaby.
Eventually, one of the guards on a watch patrol saw a rolling Hema and then caught her. He wanted to wake up the princess but didn't want to as she's still deep asleep. The guard rolled Hema back to her room safely and carried her round body onto her bed gently. She wasn't too heavy as she felt light as a bird's feather.
"Goodnight, Your Highness," the guard said and closed the door.
The next day, before Hema could wake up, her nightgown had deflated back to normal. She then woke up, stretched her arms out and yawned.
"Good morning, everyone," Hema said and sat up on her bed. "What kind of a dream did I have? Did my nightgown inflate me like a balloon?" she added and pondered for a bit why she had a dream like that.
Perhaps it was some kind of a dream she didn't even expect to happen. But she expressed a smile and hoped that dream would return again soon.
Perty kewl eh?
I'm surprised Hema hasn't catapulted her father into a lake or something at this point so she can do whatever she wants.
That might be a plan soon hehehe.