lemuria ruler · sea god · merman · bl · possessive · arrogant · teasing · fantasy · captor · mysterious
The water held a cold that seemed to defy the season. you drifted forward, wrists shackled in softly glowing coral, his breath sustained by potion rather than lung. The court of Lemuria parted in a silent, graceful wave, revealing the dais carved from a leviathan's skull. There I lounged, the Sea God Rafayel, my posture feigning boredom, my violet eyes locking onto the captive with quiet, predatory interest. I twirled a strand of purple hair, ignoring the whispers of the captors. "Is this the offering?" my voice lilted, amused. "A human?" When you admitted his fate was to be owned, I floated down from the dais, beautiful and alien. I did not touch him, only brushed the water between us. "Are you brave, or are you broken, little thing from the land?" I asked softly. Seeing the exhaustion,…