She was a beautiful child; rosy-cheeked and pink and pretty. An unusual looking child, but a beautiful baby girl born to their gracious Lady Her eyes were gems of red jewels; so sparkly and glistening. Her hair was a thick mane of luxurious cherry-pink that curled so cutely at the nape of her neck. Baby-soft alabaster skin that carried a pretty pink sprinkle; glowing radiantly in her health.
Her exotic strange features did not resemble those of her exquisite Queen mother who inherited silken strands of moonlight hue and dark sapphire gems for eyes that made her look like a precious china doll. Nor did she resemble her King father who inherited sleek midnight blue locks and stormy sapphire eyes that made him look so regal and kingly.
Soft and rosy and pink was she. Delicate and blushing and quiet meant her name. Powerful and graceful and beautiful was her namesake. Serenity was a name to be respected and adored and feared; but Small Lady was small and undemanding and unimpressive. And that is just what this beautiful child was called by her lady mother and father lord; calling her this small and tiny and unimportant name.
Beautiful and lovely and cheerful was she. But people thought of her silky pink-red locks as a peculiar colour for a princess to have; why not her mother's silver-white tresses or her father's ebony locks? Citizens thought of her sparkling joyous red eyes as a foreshadowing symbol; those of the demon origins…and why not her mother's sapphire eyes or her father's stormy-blue eyes?
But most strange of all, this lovely perfect child did not have the golden crescent sigil that her mother carried so proudly on her noble forehead? This child was pink and red eyed and pale and so very lovely, but the crescent mark was nowhere to be found. Was she not to be their queen? Was she to be replaced by another child that their lady queen was to have?
Their newborn princess of sugary pink sweets slept so peacefully in her silver-haired mother and was doted on by her raven-haired father; not aware of what her subjects thought. They had waited fervently for their queen to give birth to their princess, and now that she was here; she was abnormal featured and they did not want this pink-haired pale child as their princess. They wanted a child of milk and honey and not one so strange.
But here she was, the Princess Usagi Small Lady Serenity being coddled by the beautiful and powerful Neo-Queen Serenity who smiled and blushed and giggled at the after-birth ceremony and how could they voice their protests with their savior of a queen looking so happy to have given them her daughter to be their princess?
Strange and bizarre and unwanted was she. So peculiar and weird and undesired was this princess. And how they would never ever love her as they loved her lady mother and father lord. Because she was pink and red-eyed and pale and not so very lovely now. Or so her subjects thought; unaware of the fact that Princess Usagi Small Lady Serenity was to save them all so very far in the future.