PROLOGUE
The old oarsman stops from rowing his boat. The chime of the town bell which was located at the belfry obfuscates him. What is the sign for the rare chime he heard just now? Is new royal baby was borned? Is the town was under attack? Was there any disaster happened? But, none of his thoughts seems logic to him...
Suddenly, a picturesque tweeds of pixie dust fills the blue morning sky. In a second, pelagic mermaids and mermen appear from the pellucid lake, smiling to their pointed ears.
The gregarious naiads fly around the oarsman gratitudely. Bit by bit, the oarsman knows what is happening. Even the demure queen naiad smiles slightly. Never once the kingdom receives this rare news until today. What a gaudy moment...
"It's a princess! It's a princess! PRINCESS IN THE CASTLE!" the celestial nymph reasserted the water creatures while flying askewly. A satyr assauges the over excited celestial nymph by catching her wings. "We fervently hope that there will be a princess in the castle..." "And now, the wish had come true!" "Don't cut my line! I was about to ask that is this princess was the one we were waiting for?" upon hearing the satyr's question, an elf who overheard it shouts in anger. "What a crass question indeed! It had been told by the ancient that there is only a princess that will be born in this kingdom. Only one for real!"
"It's a princess! It's a princess! PRINCESS IN THE CASTLE!" the celestial nymph reasserted the water creatures while flying askewly. A satyr assauges the over excited celestial nymph by catching her wings. "We fervently hope that there will be a princess in the castle..." "And now, the wish had come true!" "Don't cut my line! I was about to ask that is this princess was the one we were waiting for?" upon hearing the satyr's question, an elf who overheard it shouts in anger. "What a crass question indeed! It had been told by the ancient that there is only a princess that will be born in this kingdom. Only one for real!"
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