Dear Diary,

It has now been three months to the day that I have arrived at my kingdom. My attempts to come up with an alternate method of communication that doesn't result in a filtering of my words have produced no fruits. As such, I shall begin using this diary in the conventional way, and hope that I can come up with a successful system of unfiltered conveyance someday.

It occurs to me now that I have yet to fully impart my situation to this tome; it seems pointless, but a view into my own mindset in the future might be key for some reason, so I might as well start with introductions.

My name is Primrosia Alexandressa Natalalalie Titania Isabellerina Everence Sapphyrus, and I am the third princess of the kingdom of Alfast. At the very least, such is how I'm forced to introduce myself; in truth, I originate from a world very far from this one, called Earth, as I was sent there for safekeeping during the Dark Lord Nebellos's assault on the castle. My being was placed in an individual there, and I was secure. However, after the Dark Lord was sealed a few years later, they found that I had already grown to maturity on Earth, and ended up being distinctly unladylike; so they cast a spell to bring me back and transform me into a form approximating how I would have been raised had the calamity not occurred. I have had many troubles adjusting, however - I am currently a young woman of 12 years of age, but I used to be not as delicate and feminine. And I was actually a wo//// a w/// wwww much more rigid in form than I am now, if you can infer my meaning.

That is the other issue behind the spell that transformed me; it has instilled a great number of compulsions in me, for the sake of easing my transition to my new role. My body is small, girlish, and soft, with skin too delicate to wear anything but dresses and finery. My movements are precise and keen, making walking in heels easy. I bet I can even balance this diary on my head for a solid minute.
Yes, I can.
Even my words and speech have been refined; I am now completely incapable of using coarse or undignified language, and curses are now completely beyond me, which is unpleasant. Even when I introduce myself, I cannot say my old name or form; so when introduing myself, I have to te/// tell the TRUTH and declare myself as Princess Primrosia. You might notice that my writing is in neat cursive, and is prone to... errors. This is because all of my communication efforts are filtered, writing included.
Another included compulsion is forced embarrassment at adult situations. I feel like being dressed and undressed by the maidservants every day would be bad enough, but the one time a butler accidentally walked in, an immediate sense of shame overcame me and made me desire to end myself right there. Even trying to imagine the degeneracy of my old life is too much.

With that said, my form isn't a complete downgrade; my mental capabilities have greatly increased. My memory is now nearly photographic, even going back to my life on Earth. My new body is full of energy, and I can go all day with hardly any moments to rest. I've even begun sensing the mana in the air as of a week ago. This likely has to do with my new species.

Ah, yes, I forgot to mention. My family, and myself included, in Alfast are elves. We are human-like in nature, but have elongated ears and can sense and utilize the mana in the air. Mana itself, is like a kind of slightly-colored haze that congregates around objects of power, such as trees and crystals. Able practitioners can manipulate this mana to alter physics and reality at the expense of stamina. My father and the court mages used large quantities of such mana to send me to Earth and eventually retrieve me.

Speaking of my family, I now have a larger one than I used to. My father Willoward and my mother Liliana are the king and queen of Alfast. I have four older siblings: two sisters, Fennelynn and Epidemia, and two brothers, Sycamoriel and Arborum. Yes, we are all named after plants. Alfast, having a primarily elvish population, loves nature. Looking out upon the city from my window produces a view more alike a forest than anything urban.
My family are all very nice, but they are... forceful with their love. Fennelynn and Epidemia want to spend as much time with me as possible, and are always coercing me into joining them on their day-to-day activities, such as knitting, flower-picking, or shopping. Epidemia in particular loves using me as her fashion model. And Fennelynn, the oldest sibling out of us, is engaged already, and has chosen me to be her flower girl. Thank you, dear sister.
My brothers, on the other hand, are both receiving a political and military education, so I cannot see them as much; but I'm a little grateful for that, as they're fiercely protective of me when they're here, and always "helping" me uninvited. When I was looking through the castle library for a history book, Sycamoriel appeared and grabbed one for me... as well as half-a-dozen adventure novels for young ladies. Arborum is a bit more distant, but visually melts whenever I call him "big brother", so I take advantage of that to keep him distracted. He's also quite interested in the monster battle game I try to describe to him from Earth, but my vocal filter makes it challenging.
Father and Mother are always busy with managing the kingdom's business, so I only see them occasionally. They're always getting me gifts when I do see them, though. Dresses and accessories, mind you. I should also note that my Mother and sisters are all quite... blessed, when it comes to body proportions. My own figure hasn't blossomed like that yet, but my sisters insist it will happen soon. I await it with trepidation.

There are a few other people in my life now that I should introduce. They are a new group of friends that I often play and spend time with: Elizabeth, Cadence, and Hanako. They all come from noble families, and I met them about a month ago. Elizabeth and Hanako are elves like myself, while Cadence is human - a minority in Alfast. Having friends to regularly spend time with helps make this transition to being a princess easier, but they have the same types of hobbies as my sisters. At least Hanako wants to be a knight. Conversations about the knight process are much more unique than another discussion on who the cutest member of the royal guard is.

...And while I'm talking about friends, I may as well address the elephant in the room. The spell to return me to Alfast wasn't done perfectly. A peer from Earth was brought as well. Said individual was caught up in the spell as well, and transformed into a young elf girl like I was. Said person used to be family to me, but as they were now an orphan in this world, was hired as a maid-in-training for the castle. Kathryn is now one of my personal servants, being stuck with a similar curse as I was, but hers was designed to make her subservient and docile. Any sympathy we might share from similar situations is lessened by the knowledge that her plight is, in a cosmic sense, my fault, so she instead derives pleasure from smugly reminding me of my new station, snickering whenever I say my full name (I don't know why), and flicking my ears in spite of their sensitivity.

The last person worth mentioning is, an unusual one. As they aren't really a person whatsoever. As I was apparently born under a particular constellation, I am particularly in tune with the Goddess of Love and Beauty, Fusia. A few days after my arrival, a voice began speaking in my head, introducing herself as said goddess, and tell me that she'd taken an interest in me. From that point on, she'd speak up and give me "missions". Like begging a maid to teach me how to do makeup. Or running a hair brush through my hair 500 times in a single day. The one time I disobeyed her, I woke up to find poorly-applied makeup on my face that took the maids hours to wash off, and they thought I applied it myself. Fusia promised the next failure punishment would be worse. I don't want to risk it.

The state of the kingdom is quite unusual as well, with how religiously dogmatic it is. The people of Alfast all worship the ten gods and goddesses (of whom Fusia is one of), and believe that the monarchy is divinely empowered. Even the maids sometimes thank me for my divine presence when they greet me (they make Kathryn do so too). I'm not sure how true these beliefs are, but I'm inclined to by my situation. I just wish the rituals and prayers weren't so embarrassing; part of my lessons have included how to lead a sermon, full of praise for the crown, myself included. And allegedly, a ritual that occurs every spring equinox involves all the women of the royal family entering a holy grove alone, stripping down, and watering a holy sapling with

Oh for the love of Omnios the curse won't even let me finish that

Next month I'll be heading off to the Holy Rewysian Noble Academy, an school for nobles and royalty, in a neighboring human country. My maids assure me that there'll be lots of elves too. But since this would've meant being split up from Kathryn, I begged Father to let her come to; he acquiesed, on the condition that she was attending the school as well. She glared at me all day when she learned that ballet and etiquette were on the curriculum. In my defense, I didn't know.

Well, life is comfortable, at least. The kingdom is powerful and prosperous, and magic has put it in roughyl the Victorian Era, technology-wise. The people have been ecstatic at my public appearances. Cadence says there's already a commercially-available doll of me. I hope she's kidding.
I've also heard whispers from the maids that the spell that brought me here can potentially be made into a permanent gate between worlds. I don't know why they'd do that, but perhaps I could go back to Earth?

Here's hoping I figure out a way of bypassing this curse's compulsions soon. Hopefully before I'm married off to some dumb prince.

Sincerely,
Princess Primrosia Alexandre///////
Primrosia Ale////
Rose

Okay is Rose seriously the only way I can avoid being compelled to write out everything
Fudge