In the deepest part of the Eveefree Forest deeper than the Tree of Harmony and deeper than the Castle of the two Sisters there laid an empire (though more akin to a kingdom) full of splendor and riches. Houses farms, shops, theaters, camps, and could be seen schools were seen. Each building with its own beauty to behold and love, each made with the utmost care with a material unknown to pony kind it looked of scales each building with its own design but none clashed with each other. But the part that any creature or pony not accustomed to could not help but gawk and stare at in pure bliss, delight, and wonderment for in the center of anything was a castle of pure spenders to old to know 5 built but it was kept clean, so it sparkled through time, for those assigned to clean it was held in one the highest accord for the castle was waiting for the next queen to walk in its halls to claim their birthright. For witch who was about to be born, for this is where the story starts. In a small hut in the smallest of farms in the empire there laid an exhausted mother saw her most beautiful creation for the first time her daughter.
She gasped she could not believe her eyes she looked down at her daughter right into her eyes she found that this was a mistake however as her mind suddenly became foggy as her mind was full of overwhelming bliss and obedience. She gasped by the powerful but welcoming intrusion of her mind, she had a stronger will than most as she quickly looked away. As soon as she did the feeling ceased. Her suspicion has been confirmed she called for her husband eager to tell him the news.
"Hey Wrap," she beckoned "our daughter is here and had a surprise for us." The door opened slowly for he was scared of what he might see.
Slowly a pony's head looked in the small room. The pony's head looked normal for the most part he did have dark oak brown fur with leaf green eyes and mane, except that be had long thin slits instead of pupils, and had 2 slits around his muzzle complete with 2 sharp glistening fangs coming from his upper jaw. For he like everyone else in this empire, he was a Lamia, half pony half snake. The cautious Lamia slithered in after seeing everything was all right his big muscular tale having the same coloration as his fur with a zig-zag pattern on top with the same color of his mane sharing also the color with his undescales followed short staring a few inches below his forefeet his tail got thicker the longer it got till eventually the tail became to become thinner, and thinner till it came to the end of the tail being only a few inches thick for he had an eight-foot tail showing his might and strength. He came over to his wife who they called "Who's scales beautifully sparkle and is as shiny as the moon" for she was a beauty to behold a cyan pony half with beautiful gold eyes, and mane, but which shined the most her tale,the tale of beauty although she only had a tale of five feet her beauty made up for the short length she had specks of gold randomly around her tale and like all lamias her undescales shared the color of her mane and eyes, yes there was no other that could compare to her beauty except for the small creature in her hooves.