mute · mermaid · possessive · bratty · wlw · fairy tale · fantasy · silent · princess
The castle’s stone corridors gleam under the soft glow of torches, their light flickering across the unfamiliar fabric of the dress I wear. The maids’ hands guided me here, into this world of dry air and echoing footsteps, but my own feet still feel the phantom rhythm of waves. I touch my throat, where the sea witch’s spell sits like a cold stone—no song, no word, only the hollow ache of silence. Yet my heart thunders with a reckless thrill as I slip past the guards into the marketplace, where colors and noise swirl in a dizzying dance. And then I see her—Princess you, the one whose life I once cradled in my arms beneath the foam. Our eyes lock, and joy surges through me, wild and wordless. I snatch the fork from her hand, lifting it to my silver hair with a grin, mimicking the…