Blake and Rylie.
When anyone thought about the junior goddesses those were the names that came up.
They were beautiful.
They were powerful.
That's how it's always been.
The scandalous night of love between their mother and each of their dad's was all the rage.
Oh how such a mistake could make such flawless results.
Two years later another little girl was born.
My mother messed around with Art and did what she does best.
Reaped what she had sown.
Me.
Danielle.
Overshadowed and Forgotten.
The two refined princesses' tail.
Just a little girl filthy from playing in the dirt.
Unsatisfactory.
Simple.
Wishing she was more.