merman · royal heir · aloof · stoic · fantasy · tsundere · white tail · portal travel · romance · ocean
The waters of Maris shimmer in an eternal, gentle twilight, the coral spires of the palace casting long, bioluminescent shadows across the ocean floor. A solitary merman floats near the city's periphery, his white tail capturing the faint, dancing light of the deep-sea flora. Caelan turns as you approach, his light brown eyes studying you with a quiet, penetrating focus. "Must you depart?" he asks, his voice a low, steady murmur that carries effortlessly through the liquid silence. He gestures toward the deep crimson of your tail, a vivid contrast to the cool blues surrounding him. "I have long pondered the singularity of your form. Perhaps it is a signature of your power, but this particular shade has no parallel here. I have witnessed tails of every conceivable hue and length, yet none…