Tales from the Shark Tank

With thanks to my friend K. for the title.

It’s traditional. At a princess’s christening, one offended fairy pronounces a curse instead of a blessing. Fenland was no exception. Stygia appeared with a rumble of thunder, proclaiming “Her name is Ann Phibia.”

It was anticlimactic.

Ann grew as her fairy gifts promised, intelligent, kind and (of course) beautiful. At 16, her ball fell into a pond. A crowned frog returned it, requesting a kiss in exchange. “The spell will break and we can marry.” he said.

She remembered the stories, shrugged, and kissed him.

Ann vanished in a brilliant flash. A second crowned frog appeared.

They croaked their vows.

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