Faceplant Into My Heart

I hate most of the "transported into a different world after death" books, save for a select few. Here's my addition to the genre.
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Willow died. Tough crap, but she's not even mad. While riding the escalator to heaven (because even God knows stairs are outdated), she slips into a gap in the tracks and ends up in an alternate reality.
Now she's the lady-in-waiting to a prissy little princess in a strange country with magical properties. The princess's fiancé is a grade-a douchebag, the social circles are razor-sharp, and she's an orphan woman who has nothing but her ties to the princess and some new progressive ideals.
Nobody said reincarnation would be easy, but at least there are swimming pools and buffets and hot knights and princess slumber parties and fried food.
On second thought, this might actually work out...