After watching the whole event from his crystal ball, Rastapopoulos smiled with delight at the spectacle. He knew that Tom and Allan had made this plan so easy. He had never before planned his ascent to superiority ever so greatly.

"Nice work, boys," Rastapopoulos said. "That was a close one. Perhaps too close. That little pest! Oh, he is better than I thought. At this rate, she'll be kissing him by sunset for sure. Well, it's time that Rastapopoulos himself took matters into his own hands." He then swam to his cauldron, dropping a few spells inside. "Haddock's own squire will be mine—and I'll make him writhe. I'll see him wriggle like a worm on a hook!"

With that notion, he sent a bolt of lightning down the cauldron, filling the cavern with yellow light. Cackling cruelly, Rastapopoulos then began to transform. Soon enough, he had changed his form and turned into a striking young man, changing his name to Robert, and he took control of Tintin's voice.

Later that night, Treasure noticed Alex at the balcony, slowly playing her flute. Treasure came up to Alex and placed her hand on her shoulder. "You know, Alexandria, my dear," Treasure said, "if I may say, far better than any dream boy, would be one of flesh and blood, one kind and caring, and right before your eyes." Alex slowly nodded. As Treasure left, Alex noticed Tintin staring out from his balcony. Sighing heavily, Alex then placed her flute inside the pocket of her cape.

Suddenly, Alex heard a man's singing voice. She looked down at the beach, and noticed a man walking along the shore. Robert was singing…with Tintin's voice! Suddenly, the light from his amulet traveled to Alex's direction. The light then began to glow in Alex's eyes. Alex was being placed under the spell!

On the next morning, the Thompsons were eagerly flying toward the castle. They seemed to be excited about something. "Tintin!" they both shouted. They flew in toward Tintin's bedroom. "Tintin! Wake up, lad!" the two seagulls shouted. Tintin woke up, dazed. "We just heard the news!" Thompson said. "Precisely!" Thomson said. "Congratulations, boy! We did it!"

The mirror in Tintin's room then conjured up an image of Yan, saying, "What are you two gulls talking about now?" "Right, as if you both didn't know, eh?" Thompson asked. "The whole village is talking about the princess finally getting a prince!" "To be precise," Thomson said, "the princess is initiating a prince into the royal household! You silly sidewalker!" "Huh?" Yan asked. "Initiated?" "We just wanted to wish you good luck!" Thompson told Tintin. "We'll catch you later!" Thomson said.

Tintin was excited; he couldn't believe it! Alex finally accepted him as her rightful prince! Brightening up, Tintin rushed out of his bedroom. He was nearly approaching the stairs, until he paused short. He noticed Alex standing next to a mysterious young man. They seemed to be talking with Treasure and Nestor.

"Well," Nestor said nervously, "it seems that I was mistaken. This mystery man of yours does, in fact, exist." "I agree," Treasure said. "And…and he is handsome, indeed. Congratulations, my dear." Robert smiled with joy. "I wish to have him initiated as prince as soon as possible," Alex said.

"What?" Treasure asked. "Oh, em…yes, of course," Nestor said. "Alexandria, you know very well that these things take time, you know," Treasure said. "This afternoon," Alex said. "The royal ship will depart at sunset." "Oh, very well, then," Treasure said. "As you wish, Alexandria."

Tintin couldn't believe what he had just heard. Alex had replaced him with another man as handsome as he was! With tears filling his eyes, Tintin ran off, sobbing as he left.

That afternoon, as the royal ship had departed from the harbor, Tintin sat alone on the pier, with his face buried in his arms, crying silently to himself. Yan and Chang swam up to the surface, watching in remorse as the ship sailed away.

Up in the sky, Thompson and Thomson were humming a little tune to themselves. They happened to pass by the royal ship, so they decided to take a peek. As the hovered down to watch, they peeped through a porthole, watching Robert prepare for the procession.

"Ah, what a handsome prince I'll make," he told himself. "My dear, I'll look divine. Everything is slowly going according to plan. Soon, my ultimate design will be complete. Soon, I'll have that boy, and the ocean will be mine!" Robert stared into the mirror, and at that instant, a reflection of Rastapopoulos, his true form, stared back at him.

Thompson and Thomson both gasped in horror. It was Rastapopoulos disguised as Robert! He was plotting to be welcomed as Alex's prince so he could gain control over the sea! "That beast!" Thompson exclaimed. "Oh no!" "Hurry!" Thomson said, nearly slamming into Thompson as they began to fly away. "He's…we have to…Tintin!" The two seagulls then flew off.

"Tintin! Tintin!"

Slowly poking his head up, Tintin noticed the Thompsons flying straight at him. "Thompson! And Thomson!" Chang exclaimed. "What's going on?" Yan asked. "Tintin!" Thompson said, panting. "We…we were flying… and when we were flying…"

"And…and we saw that watch—I mean, witch, that beast was watching a mirror…" Thomson said. "And he was singing with a stolen set of pipes! Do you hear what we're telling you?" Tintin slowly shook his head. "What are you guys trying to say?" Yan said, slowly getting terrified. "THE PRINCESS IS INITIATING THAT BEAST RASTAPOPOULOS IN DISGUISE!" the Thompsons both blurted out.

"What? Are you sure about this?" Yan asked. "Have we ever been wrong?" Thompson asked. "We mean it when it's important!" "What are we going to do?!" Chang exclaimed. Suddenly, Tintin remembered what Rastapopoulos had told him; by the time the sun sets on the third day, if he hasn't gotten kissed by Alex, he'd transform back into a merman. Tintin then noticed the sun was about to set. His time was almost up!

Tintin then got up and leaped off the pier, diving straight into the water. But now that he was human, he wasn't able to swim. Yan noticed some barrels and yanked them off the pier using a rope. "Tintin! Grab on!" Yan said, throwing the rope to then climbed onto a barrel, and Yan threw the rope to Chang, "Chang, get Tintin to that ship as fast as your tail will carry you!" Yan said.

"I'll try," Chang said. "And where will you go?" "I have to get to Haddock! He has to know about this!" Yan said. "What can we do?" Thomson asked. "You and Thompson have to stall the gathering!" Yan said, and then she disappeared below the surface.

"Stall the wedding," Thompson said. "Now how will we…that's it!" The two seagulls flew off to the lagoon, where they began rallying up the other fish and animals. "Come on, move it! Let's go!" Thompson yelled. "We've got a dire emergency!" Thomson exclaimed.