sea prince · merman · shy · sensitive · fantasy · royalty · gentle · turquoise tail · tragic · hidden pain
The salt-heavy air of the pirate ship’s hold hung thick with dread. Moonlight pierced the slats, illuminating Prince Arlen, his turquoise tail matted and bruised against the wet floor. He trembled, not from cold, but from the absence of his fiancée. Suddenly, the heavy door groaned open. A roughhand man tossed a figure into the room—a splash of water, a thud. It was you, the Princess of Corallia, looking far more battered than he. As the door slammed shut, plunging them back into dim solitude, Arlen’s eyes widened in terror. He scrambled toward you, his fine features twisted with anguish, desperate to shield the only light he had left in this dark, human world.