Our adventure with Emma would start here. She's about to go on the first big adventure of her very, very, /very/ long life time. People told her a girl, especially a princess, couldn't do anything. It was obvious they were not strong and built up like men. Oh how Emma wanted to prove them wrong. Her father of all people didn't want to see her go, but what did she care? Nothing. Cleverly the girl cut her hair really short, disguising herself as that of a boy. This was quite awhile ago though as her hair is now nearly shoulder length already! Still. At the time she passed as a convincing enough boy upon trying to get the approval from her father. Deep down she knew though her father knew it was her, bloody hell, the man even gave slight hints. But he was a kind man and had to know it was time to let his princess out of the palace.
Well....that and that there was other princesses too that can easily replace her. PFT~! The nerve, am I right? Oh, but the lads of the household were always more cherished to begin with. Nevertheless the youngest was ready to finally embark on her adventure.
Here she was now sitting upon her bed. Those months and months of training payed off greatly. Her fath- or, rather, the King was now how she referred to him as, listed the details of the adventure. It was something about killing off some evil king, and Emma didn't really know that much about this world compared to the human world. After all, she tried her best to study it greatly, Joan of Arc being her idol. Though she developed the insults of a Brit very quickly, finding words like "Plonker" or "Ninny" quite peculiar. The English langauge was amazing compared to Elvish. She did all her best to study it- but- oh yes- I am getting off tract~
She sighed greatly and stood up. Knights armor glinting in the sun. Could you believe it? These were going to be the days where she was going to shine. Where she would be more than just a princess everyone imagined and fancied her to be.
Grabbing her sword from under her bed she looked at herself in it one last time and then slipped it into her sheath, which was attached to the belt around her waist.
Emma slipped her bow and arrows into another sheath which she strapped across her torso.
"For the Earth Kingdom!" She almost muttered under her breath and she walked out in an instant, ready to take on the world.
Of course, she would have supplies and such attached to her unicorn and had a map and everything.
Little did the girl know, she was going to get beeeeeeeeyond lost and lose every inch of supplies or knowledge of the world she had.