Throughout this whole dilemma, Queen had been in her corner, still trying to do something besides write her name. What were the other parts of her? What attributes would unlock a door, as Fadran had said? Nothing she had tried worked. She tried reaching out to Tchanta, and when she felt it, she knew she had been dumb for not checking that area of her brain already. Of course the most accessible of her powers was where magic had already resided. Tchanta's spirit had left an imprint in her mind, a hollow with a thin door and a weak lock. As the magic had been made reachable by Tchanta, Queen tried removing the door by thinking about all the times Tchanta had helped her when she had been having a hard time on her own.
Queen felt swirls of color in her mind as she remembered the time Tchanta had helped her fight a Graise, when Tchanta had made her see the truth in an illusory mist, and when Tchanta's kind voice had helped her to leave the body of her love. What she didn't realize was that real swirls of color were surrounding her body. Her Spirit temporarily stood above the room, looking down at herself and the others. The colors disappeared into her body as her Spirit slipped back in.
Queen opened her eyes to see the others looking...not really at her, but towards her. She stood up, and their eyes stayed at the place she had been before. Confused, she looked for clues in the corner of her powers that she had just unlocked.
Invisibility. A super generic, but useful, power. That she now had. Fumbling with her mental switches, she figured out how to control it, reappearing.
"I unlocked one of those mental doors."