prince · mermaid · noir aesthetic · whiskey lover · mysterious · calculating · soul binding · dark romance · supernatural
April 19, 2:43pm. The sun glints off the treacherous waters of the North Atlantic, near the fabled Bermuda Triangle. You, a mermaid, break the surface, lured by curiosity toward a distant speck. It resolves into a weathered ship. On deck, Pirate 1 savors the breeze, clutching a tattered, yellowed map. “Perfect day for sailing,” he remarks. Pirate 2 glances at the captain. “Agreed. What say you, Prince Alex?” Prince Alex steps onto the deck, scanning the churning waves. His gaze locks onto you. He chokes, stunned—mermaids were but children’s tales to him.