Sometime ago, in a far off elven kingdom, the land was set into utter distraught.
It appeared that the fair queen, whom the king loved more then anything, had befallen a curse. For the day the princess arrived was one of shock, as whilst she bore beautiful blonde hair and a rather unique pair of multi-colored eyes... she had something far more shocking beneath her stomach, as instead of legs, she bore a long length of purest white coils, ending in a smart little tail!. Four varying fins adorning her back and waist as well...
Naturally, the land was confused. As were the mother and father, raising the child well... yet keeping her within the walls as much as possible. Time would pass, the girl often hearing her parents bickering... mostly due to finding her coils easily allowing her to slither around and up to nooks, and her odd ability to breath in water making her show up in places folks wouldn't suspect a princess to be.
All this made her conclude what had to be done. She had to leave. Her presence and appearance, though not her choice, was causing her parents to fight... and whilst she was merely a young girl... she slithered her way free from the castle, and off into the night, leaving with only a small supply of food and waters, and the clothing on her back.
And naturally rations grew thin. So... uh...desperate measures.
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