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Emogene
Legacy Name: Emogene

The

Glacier Legeica
Owner:

Pistachio

Age: 12 years, 1 month, 2 weeks

Born: March 20th, 2012

Adopted: 12 years, 1 week, 5 days ago

Adopted: April 21st, 2012

Statistics

Level: 2
Strength: 10
Defense: 11
Speed: 10
Health: 11
HP: 11/11
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

In the Viridian Realm where women are supreme, Emmett was born to the third daughter of Queen Sophia. In an effort to heighten her status and surpass her sisters whom had all born sons, Princess Amelia disguised her newborn son as a daughter, calling him Emogene. No one else knows of this secret, not even the boy's father. Amelia has always insisted on preparing Emogene for all occasions. The kingdom merely believes it is the actions of a doting mother protecting her daughter, the only daughter for the kingdoms future.

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Age 3
The procedure had gone off without a hitch. Amelia thanked the Goddess she was a quick study and her status allowed her access to anything in the library. Her daughter would thank her for this one day. The wailing would pass, she would heal, and if the book proved truthful her voice would remain high and sweet. She would be just like all the other girls.

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Age 6
There was so much yelling. Mommy kept screaming at the new guard, Marlow. He was nice. When all her cousins refused to let Emogene play with them, Marlow sat down with her in the gardens and taught her how to make a crown out of flowers. He had walked in when Mommy was drying Emogene off from the bath. He had seen what Mommy told her no one else can ever see but her, her special secret place. Mommy got real quiet and started whispering so Emogene couldn't hear what she was saying anymore. Emogene started to fear Mommy would get rid of Marlow and desperately hoped it wouldn't happen, no one else is nice to her.

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Age 8
Learning to be a proper lady was so boring. The dresses were itchy and difficult to move in. Her hair was pulled back so tight it was starting to cause her head to ache. Worst of all was the Mistress whom looked upon Emogene as if she were no better then a lowly worm. It was something new. Usually people were fawning over her. She was after all the only princess of her generation. She would be queen one day and the Mistress intended her to be the best queen she could be. Which meant a strike on her knuckles each time she used the wrong fork or extra reading on the history of Viridian each time she was caught not paying attention. Dancing lessons were fun at least. Marlow's face got so exasperated each time the Mistress made him dance. He had not been properly educated in the art and with a partner so small it was a hard task. Her favorite time was when the Mistress left and Marlow let her stand on his feet to dance around the ballroom.

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Age 11
She had escaped again, it had become a sort of routine in the past few months. She was just feeling so restless. All of her etiquette training had been replaced with more lessons of history and warfare. It seemed all she did was sit inside a stuffy room and read books all day, everyday. She wanted to be outside on her horse, riding through the woods. She wanted to train and be as strong as the soldiers in her books. All of her elder cousins had begun their training to join the royal army; a few had even been admitted already. Why were they allowed to do such fun things, while she was forced to stay inside and grow as dusty as the books she reads? Hearing the leaves shift she looked up to see Marlow looming above her a scowl on his usually passive face. He must be so tired of dragging her back to the palace. With a sigh Emogene got up from the soft grass to follow Marlow back home. After a few minutes of silence he looked back at her and said, "I talked to your mother. I will start training you in defensive combat tomorrow."
Confused Emogene replied, "How?"
With a chuckle Marlow said, "It wasn't hard. I just had to make her aware that I was only one man and anyone could sneak into your room as you sleep. After that she realized how important it was that you be able to protect yourself. You know how she worries about you."
This just put more questions in Emogene's mind. "If she worries so much, why do I only have one personal guard?"
"Your mother is very picky, just leave it alone and take my gift to you." With a small smile Emogene thanked the Goddess that Marlow always seemed to understand what she wanted. She laughed gaily and ran ahead of him shouting, "I bet I can beat you back to the castle!"

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Age 15
She had fallen in love! Her heart was full and trying to burst it's way out of her chest. For weeks she had gazed at the handsome boy in the training room. Her instructor usually ended up wapping her in the arm or leg but it was worth it to look at him and watch his form. He had come up to her after one particularly rough session and admitted similar feelings. They had begun meeting in secret, using back hallways to escape to the private garden. Tonight was one of those nights. Creeping out of bed she donned one of her favorite dresses and attempted to be quiet, but her door squeaked. Instantly freezing she scanned for any sign of Marlow. Once she was sure the coast was clear she ran to the garden. There he was waiting for her, she started to apologize for her lateness when he kissed her. Hormones racing she kissed him back and it quickly grew very intense. Breaking apart from each other only for quick gasps of air. Emogene was in heaven, until she was roughly pulled away. Her startled eyes looked up and met Marlow's stoic face. He glared at her love until the boy ran off. Tears filling her eyes, she yelled, "Why did you do that?"
He said nothing except a mumbled, "Your mother will be furious."
He had dragged her all the way to her mother's rooms and made Emogene sit alone as he informed her mother what she had done. A hysterical scream made Emogene look up from her lap just as her mother came tearing into the room. Marlow had been wrong, her mother was beyond furious. "You cannot do things like that Emogene, you are a princess!"
"I just want to be normal! All the boys have made out with girls, why is it any different for me to do so?" Exclaimed Emogene.
It all came spilling out of her mothers mouth like a frenzied tidal wave, "Because you are not normal! You're not like the boys or the other girls, you aren't one of them! I changed you, made you better then what you were!"
She was so confused what was her mother saying. Her eyes turned to Marlow who was just standing there. He saw how lost she looked and simply said, "You were born a boy. Your mother took it upon herself to alter you to create a new queen." Emogene couldn't breathe, how could this be true? She ran from the room, tears flying off her face. Her whole life was an elaborate lie created by her mother. No wonder her chest had yet to develop and it never would despite her mothers previous assurances. Boys didn't have breasts. Boys couldn't kiss other boys in the garden. Boys couldn't be queen.