My Frog princess: Prologue

Princess Serafina Liliana Tearena, that is what they used to call me. I can barely remember it now. It seems so far away, like another person. Fin is what I am called now. Some found it amusing due to my prior form as a frog and it just sort of stuck. I didn’t bother to tell them that frogs have flippers, not fins.

Nonetheless I rather like the name. It’s short; it’s simple, and most of all it gives me an opportunity that doesn’t come along very often in one lifetime, the opportunity to start over. I am no longer a Princess, nor am I Serafina. I am someone… or perhaps something much different now. The only problem is forgetting has proven to be much more difficult than I ever thought it would be. Hate and revenge seem to be all I can think about these days.

I do suppose I still resemble her in appearance. I look in the mirror and still see a slightly more green her there, but I know it’s not her. That used to frighten me. I thought I was a monster. For some time I hid in shame and for fear of what might happen to me if they knew.

I realize now that I am not the monster for I have done nothing wrong. The real monsters are the ones who did this to me and still they sit on the throne that is not theirs while I spend my days alone, an orphan, and stranded by what was supposed to be my true love. It is not fair, but it is my life and if given the opportunity I intend to correct it.