Tisdag - Tuesday - In Water
Hello! cyphersushi here again, yesterday was so much fun - you guys are very clever and inventive.
Today's stop on the tour is a bit more wide than yesterdays, today our characters end up in, around or on water. Maybe they go on a cruise, get stranded on an island, go swimming, find an underwater city or sit on the beach. Endless possibilities - let's see ( Read more... )
Today's stop on the tour is a bit more wide than yesterdays, today our characters end up in, around or on water. Maybe they go on a cruise, get stranded on an island, go swimming, find an underwater city or sit on the beach. Endless possibilities - let's see ( Read more... )
Eric has watched his wife stare longingly at the sea for nearly a year now, and he's tired of it. She has embraced life on land, has listened to the courtiers with their innuendoes and barely-hidden barbs, has studied the history of his people, hasn't even seen her father or sisters since the wedding.
It is not fair. She's hurting, and that he will not abide.
So early one morning, while Ariel reads in the library, Eric takes out a small boat. Over the open water, he calls for King Triton, Lord of the Ocean, Emperor of the Deep. His father-in-law.
No one replies until the sun is high in the sky, and then Triton is there, powerful and intimidating, looming above the fragile dinghy.
“What do you want, human?” Triton demands. “Where is my daughter?”
“She misses you,” Eric says, shoving aside his fear, allowing only the loving husband to speak. “I’ve come to ask a boon of you, your majesty.”
Triton subsides, face gentling. “Ask.”
Eric takes a deep breath. “You turned your daughter into a human woman because that was her greatest wish. I want her to be happy, so I request that you change us both into merfolk for a time. So that she may show me her home, as I’ve shown her mine.”
“And if she chooses to stay with us, King Eric?” Triton leans in close, and Eric hears hurricanes in his voice. “What will you do then?”
“I cannot stay with her beneath the waves,” Eric admits. “I have a duty to my people, my kingdom. But if returning to you, to the ocean, is what makes her happy, I will willingly leave her.”
Triton nods, smiling. “Then return to your castle and your bride,” he says. “Tell her to swim out with you tomorrow at dawn. I will leave the choice of visiting her home to her.” He dives, without a single ripple to show his passing, and Eric begins the long trip back to shore.
It takes less time than expected because a wave pushes him most of the way. Grimsby meets him at the dock, frown firmly in place, but Eric simply laughs at him and hurries past.
He must find Ariel and tell her that he wants to see her home, to see her dance and fly in the water, to know her true self, that wild and passionate daughter of the sea. And if she chooses to stay there, he will understand. He will.
But he fervently hopes she won’t.
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