Be Not Afraid

   The Prince of the Sea lay there at peace, the wind providing a calm serenity     that eased him towards slumber far more easily, though he would still prefer     the embrace of the ocean. Nevertheless, he had caught sight of the merfolk     who awaited patiently for the presence of squirrels and had decided to give     her company — without really asking, but he wasn’t doing much anyways.

                  For one whose occupation deserved the                    utmost attention to detail and quickest                   response, she'd been getting distracted                   at an unusually high rate. First she'd lost                   track of the ship that had created a mass                   disturbance about 20 knots from the shore,                   and now she'd overlooked the fact that the                   young man she'd been disturbing had been                   the son of her King.