Once upon a time there was a Troll Princess. She was the only child of the Troll King and the Troll Queen, and her name was Princess Emma.
One day Emma was busy in her work room when she got a message to attend her parents in the throne room. Emma wondered a little as she made her way through the castle. “Its probably something to do with my birthday,” she thought. She would be turning eighteen soon and her parents were full of plans and excitement for the party.
“I was already married to your father when I turned eighteen,” said her mother. “Its time for us to choose you a husband.”


Emma listened absently as her parents discussed her options. They had some very particular ideas on who her future husband should be. After all, one day, he would be the King, and rule at their daughter’s side. He had to be a prince, of course. And more than that – he had to be a human prince.
“So clever, you know, humans” said her father. He liked to think of himself as an enlightened, modern ruler. “They are the coming thing. So many of them around these days, too.”
“And so…delicate,” said her mother. “So soft.” More
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