"Ugh," Queen Margrethe II of Denmark thought to herself, "where am I?"

She looked around herself. She was standing in a smoky, dimly-lit room. In the center was a large battlefield map, surrounded by several burly men with long beards and medieval-looking chain mail armor. Rubbing her eyes in disbelief, she was only jolted back to awareness after being rudely addressed by one of the men:

"Margaret, your highness ... Albert has been defeated. Our Henrik was killed in battle, but he won the day."

"Uh, uh, yes. Very good sir ... carry on." Margrethe II replied.

"With respect, your grace, I thought you would be more enthused," the Danish commander responded. "He was the final obstacle to the Union you so fervently pursued. The three realms can be joined as one now, under your rule."

"Yes, yes." In that time, Margrethe II had combed through her primary-school history knowledge and vaguely figured out who she was. "The first matter is [she squints at the map] Stockholm. It must be brought into the fold at once."

Margarethe II suddenly jolted out of her lounge chair, pulled out of the intense trip by sheer chance. She was scared, yes, but ... she felt powerful. More powerful than she had felt in a while anyways. Though she was obviously immensely popular with the Danish public, when was the last time they needed a Queen to do anything?

She waited a couple minutes, waiting for this emotional high to subside, but it didn't. Every second she spent powerless in her current state was another rope that pulled her to her newfound fantasy, an ancient one where the Danes were feared and powerful under a wise and female sovereign, and the Parliament wouldn't have to deliberate for three weeks to impound a Russian oligarch's super-yacht. At 81 years old, she knew, deep in her mind's eye, that she had only just began her own rendezvous with destiny, and she must start towards it at once.

She looked down at her half-burnt joint. Before all of that, her first order of business was further procurement of this "substance". She was fairly certain that this stuff was not just weed.