"I am of the same mind as they. Since a fairy enchantment like that cannot be undone, you should reconsider my offer from before and become the star of my show."
"But they told me I can't wear clothes any more and then there is this... thing... inside..."
"Don't worry. It will work out perfectly."
She had been singing along with the fairies, who soon became enthralled with her voice.
"Our Queen herself was impressed by your singing. You will surely go on to become a legendary minstrel."
"In dreams maybe, but in the real world you need to earn money. I couldn't hope to make a proper living singing. I aim to be a scribe, who can always find a paying job."
The Fairy Queen was irked and decreed Sheela's singing voice too precious to be set aside for some mundane human concerns.
Her fairy subjects took a straightforward approach to making the scribe career a non-option.
She is still filled with the excitement of fairy enchantment. Literally so with a mysteriously pleasant buzzing inside of her.
Still unmindful of her predicament she feels a song coming on...
