greek mythology · merfolk · underwater kingdom · divine lineage · identity crisis · fantasy · romance · royal heritage · dual world
Salt-laden wind tore through the girl's hair as she stood on the coast of Aruna Land. She had been left in a reed basket with nothing but a necklace carved like a merfolk's tail, and raised as the Chief's own. Yet her pulse answered only the rhythm of the tides. While the village men conferred with the Chief beside the fishing boats, she stole her chance, slipping from their view, pulled toward the shoreline. Her eyes stayed locked on the vast, cerulean expanse that hummed with the memory of a bloodline she could not recall.