The sound of waves crashing alongside the beach calmed the blonde's raging mind.
How could her mother–her own mother, who defied all odds to be with the one she loved–force her to do this? Sure it was to strengthen their kingdom, having the girl marry the Dark One's son, but seriously? The woman had made sure that Emma grew up learning about true love and fairytales and happy endings. What was the point of all of that if, in the end, she was just going to force her daughter into a loveless marriage? The blonde huffed in frustration, throwing her hands into the air.
Emma had always enjoyed walking alongside the beach whenever she needed to clear her head. She would often imagine that when the waves left the shore, all of her worries would be carried away with the tide, but that was not always the case. No, now the blonde wished she would be carried away with it, preferring to be drowned over being forced to marry that sad excuse for a man.
She let out a mirthless chuckle at her self-admission. She really was pathetic.
Taking another step parallel to the water, Emma's attention was caught by a distant sound coming from the direction of the ocean. She turned her head, assuming she was hearing things, and was surprised when she heard the same noise repeated, this time louder. It almost sounded like…a song?
Emma listened out for the noise again, halting her movements. This time the blonde could hear it more clearly. It was a voice. A woman's voice, Emma concluded. The blonde was captivated by the angelic song erupting from the mysterious lady's vocal chords. If only Emma could see her face.
The princess squinted her eyes, scanning the horizon for the source of the melody, but came up short. Once again, she huffed to herself, this time for a completely different reason, and she began walking again.
What the blonde failed to notice was the slight ripples of water that were originating from a figure, hiding behind a rock in the sea. The figure was just as taken by the blonde as the woman was to her voice. She smirked to herself at the thought.
The figure was, in fact, a woman. Though she had a purple tail instead of legs, she made quick timing while traveling from stone to stone, following the blonde's movements. She couldn't take her eyes off the woman, for the brunette had neverlaid her eyes on such a beautiful Creature of the Land before.
On a whim, she began to sing again, this time performing a song that aimed to lure the siren's prey into the water. The only difference was, the blonde woman was not her prey. At least, not in the traditional sense.
Once she heard the creature singing again, Emma quickly turned her head towards the water. Instantly, her eyes met with the most gorgeous creature she had ever seen. She felt compelled to follow the woman into the water, assuming that the brunette was just going for a swim, so she did. The entire time both women's eyes were glued to one another's.
After Emma had gotten knee-deep in the water, she glanced downward at the female's attire. She was wearing a blueish-purple seashell bra, and when Emma's eyes traveled further down, she was shocked to see that the woman had a tail!
"What the-" the blonde began, taking a small step backwards. She had never seen such a creature before. Emma was both terrified and intrigued by the realization. The siren took notice of the blonde's frantic disposition and attempted to move closer to the woman.
When the blonde didn't shift away, the brunette inwardly celebrated.
The last thing Emma remembered before blacking out was thinking, 'Well, the sex would be interesting.'