sheâs observant. Ariel has noticed the same man day in, day out, near the shore. Nearby this one animal Center, sne knows. What it was exactly, she isnt sure. Sheâs nearly been sighted a few times from her dangerous curiosity. From both the guy and the Center. Sheâs seen animals being taken in and not come out. Was this place dangerous? As princess of the sea, she figured itâs her job to find out.
except in her curiosity sheâs gotten caught. She noticed the man arrive and her tail had caught between a half hidden net, which caused her to panic. And to splash anoit, which made her existence a bit obvious.
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It had been a day full of adventure. While Eric was teaching her everything he could about the world above the water, carriage driving, dancing, their almost kiss, running through the palace and hiding to avoid being caught. Even though Ariel couldn't speak, it was like they had their own language that just the two of them knew. They understood each other.
The long day had left Ariel exhausted. She had one more day to get Eric to fall in love with her. Unbeknownst to her, he was running through the grounds, racing to get to her room. Already dressed in her nightgown and about to crawl into bed, suddenly her door swings wide open. Ariel turns around suddenly to see who had barged in, the shock clearly shown on her face when she finds Eric standing there. She tilts her head, looking at him quizzically, taking a step towards him. Maybe she'd forgotten something? What was he doing here?
"I have a confession," Ariel told him. They'd broken the curse and now was the time to truly get to know each other. They'd only knew each other on a superficial way so far -- she wanted him to know her, she wanted to know him.
"I can't swim without my tail," toes dipped into the waves, though she felt a fear with the water she'd once called home. "Feet are quite different than fins."
oh just a drabble for @notwhileimcaptain sorry not sorry
Another day gone, just like that. The sun began setting over the castle, ocean waves cresting with white foam against the groaning of the boat, beginning to turn back toward land. Logan felt his shoulders sag with a exhaustion, unbuttoning his jacket to loosen the feeling of stress and defeat from his soul. He stood alone at one side of the vessel, the others up in the rigging hoisting sails and securing others. Eyes taking in the horizon, he exhaled, eyes scanning the sea when...he did a double take.Â
It couldnât be...
In one swoop, he didnât even have to think twice. Shrugging off his jacket, Logan pulled himself on the railing and vaulted off the side, diving straight into the waters below. The cold...it was so cold Logan froze up momentarily as he began the swim through the bubbles and the rush of the waves. Intent on staying submerged as long as he could, eyes burned as he swam through the salty water, watching something diminishing into the blue: something slightly purple, almost like...a fish tail.Â
Come back...
Lungs burned as he reluctantly surfaced, but kept swimming. He could barely hear shouts off the boat from other naval officers behind him, but he paid them no heed. All he could think about was Eric, and how this was...somehow possible. She was real. But Logan had to try and reach her, he had to make his prince happy again.Â
âWait..â A murmur quickly stuffed with saltwater as he sputtered and ceased his pursuit: he wasnât gaining any ground. Heâd lost her just after heâd jumped anyways. Yet as he coughed up the water, hair falling in his face, Logan slapped against the waves in frustration, a quiet curse stolen by the evening winds. Only as he regained his breath did he realize his teeth were starting to chatter, inwardly chastising himself for being so foolish.Â
As he reluctantly turned from the horizon, where the sky meets the sea welcoming the sun to set, he saw a lifeboat heading towards him. He too swam to meet it, if only to try and keep himself warm and above the waves until hands grasped the side and two pairs of hands helped heave him over. Logan coughed some more, having swallowed more water than he thought previously, and pinched his nose from the burn of the salt. Rough woolen blankets were wrapped over him against the cold, and he heard Eric admonishing him whilst he clutched the covering and shook his knees. Peering up through damp hair hanging over his forehead, Logan spoke up.Â
âI saw her.â Ericâs and a comradeâs silence made him worry. âOr if it wasnât her it was someone else who clearly didnât want to be seen.â Logan shook his head and again cast his gaze out behind them, watching the waves rumbling farther out, wondering if she had plunged into the depths. âI-Iâm sorry, highness, I just...I was only thinking of you and I jumped.â He sighed and sniffed, hugging the blanket more firmly around himself, both for warmth and to soothe his nerves. âI know what I saw.âÂ
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Melody crept silently into her fatherâs study and threw her arms around his neck. âHey Dad! Will you come for a swim with me? PleaaaaaaaaseâŚâ
As the King, Dad always had a lot to do. And as his heir she had a lot to learn so that she could be a good Queen one day. Dad always made sure they had time together, but usually it had to be carefully scheduled so that they could still take care of their responsibilities. Today, though, Melody knew her father didnât have any pressing appointments or urgent matters to deal with.
âI did so well on my history test Mr. Pryce said I could have the afternoon off.â Mr. Pryce was her tutor. His father had been old friends with Grim and Grandfather. He could be a little stiff, but he was always kind, and never failed to tell her when sheâd done well. âAt least thatâs what he says. I think itâs really âcause Lady Winnifredâs going to be in town today and heâs hoping to see her.â He was always blushing or stammering when she spoke to him at formal events. It was kinda funny.
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Twelve years have gone by being confided in the walls of her castle home, due to her parents strict orders from ever stepping foot in the big, blue ocean, for no reason that she was given. Deep under her bed, her secret seashell collection was beginning to grow, as collecting seashells was one of her passions and the preteen was very eager to gather more seashells from the forbidden ocean.
As far as she was aware, her mother and father were both sound asleep in their room, since it was way past the princessâs bedtime. The princess had kneeled down to grab her empty brown satchel, before standing to her feet, and placing the satchel over her shoulder and rushed over to open up the window doors. She peeked over the balcony, making sure the garden was empty before climbing on top of the window and down the vine wall. Once she reached the bottom of the wall and placed her bare feet on the grass, she took once glance over her shoulder for another reassurance and darted off towards the sewage hole where the inside connects to the freedom of the sea.
 â Itâs lovely, wouldnât you agree ? â Her subject of admiration was
  the glistening sea. Arms fold daintily over a thin railing, her gaze
  set only on the majesty before her. As if in a TRANCE, she stared
  a few moments too long before addressing the unknown individual
  beside her. Wisteria gaze shifting to the side, she moved her golden
  locks aside & turned just slightly to see who she was speaking to.
