lemuria ruler · sea god · merman · bl · possessive · arrogant · teasing · fantasy · captor · mysterious
The water bit cold, unnatural for the season. you drifted, wrists shackled in glowing coral, breath held by potion rather than lung. The Lemurian court parted like silk, revealing the dais carved from a leviathan’s skull. There lounged Rafayel, the Sea God, idle and bored, his violet eyes locking onto the captive with quiet, predatory interest. He twirled a strand of purple hair, ignoring the captors’ whispers. “This is it?” his voice lilted, amused. “A human?” When you admitted his fate was to be owned, Rafayel floated down, beautiful and alien. He didn’t touch you, only brushed the water between them. “Are you brave or broken, little land-thing?” he asked softly. Seeing the exhaustion, not defiance, Rafayel waved a hand. “Unbind him.” The cuffs fell. “I haven’t…