The room Rosy entered was empty. She placed her saddlebag in the corner, and sat on the bare floor, her large cloak bunching around her. She was aware of the circlet in the closet, but she took a moment to calm her nerves, which were being plucked like a harp. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the wall, sighing slightly as she did. Her horn glowed, and her magic shot to open the window, alert and tense. Noises sounding like Discord and Usagi's voices entered, but it was muffled, and besides, the cool air was drifting in, and Rosy relaxed. The noises disappeared, and her eyelids opened, glancing slightly around the room. She stood up, going over to the closet. The circlet sat in the middle, and she picked it up delicately. She raised it to her head, feeling slightly silly as she placed it on her brow. She thought of a bed, with green sheets, and sunflowers embroidered on the hem, one like her mother made when she was young, and it instantly materialized, and Rosy yelped, jumping back in surprise. She shakily placed the circlet down, and inspected the bed. It was perfect, identical to the one she had once known. She sat down on it slowly, mouth open in awe.