Ursula was an impatient and if anything, a very busy woman. She didn't have all day to deal with snooping brats that wanted to see the big bad Witch, she had spells to cast, people to convince, things to plot. Today, of all days, she had expected many people of the newly arrived Golden City to appear, now that it was near her again for the first time in nearly fifty years. To come make deals and if they were too idiotic to give her her due, become a part of her beautiful garden. However, what she got that day instead, was a ridiculous child, wide-eyed and nauseatingly innocent babe. Stalking her, mocking her, coming to speak to the big bad Sea Witch.
She was tired of being the laughing stock of Atlantica. Of being reduced from a once powerful member of the Court of Triton to a sideshow freak for the brats of the merpeople.
So she decided to punish the brat, but something stopped her from adding the little red-head to her garden. Somehow, it didn't seem fit. She needed to set an example. The pretty little child with the big eyes was just perfect for that. So, she made a plan to drown her. She would later drop her human corpse into the streets of Atlantica, sending a message to the fish folk to stay clear away from her unless they wanted something from her, instead of coming to mock her. That she was still powerful, full of magic that even the great King Triton could not take that from her.
But she hadn't even thought, for a second, that the girl hadn't come alone. When the tiny little fish that came out of nowhere went underneath one of her arms and began to drag her upwards and out of sight.
She frowned. Her example was gone, but not exactly worth the effort to go after. She had no way of contacting anyone of import- how could she if she had the liberty to wander into her domain? Ursula supposed being doomed to walk about the rabble of the land was punishment enough to some pretty little nobody.
