Chapter 8 - Sick with worry
Back in the underwater palace, queen Tritannia waited anxiously for her seahorse henchman to come back with something, anything, about where in the world her youngest and most precious son could be. The seahorse came swimming back into the throne room and Tritannia looked up eagerly.
"I am so sorry, your majesty" said the seahorse. "My search team has found no trace of your son, or of Stella." The queens face fell and she began to shake with nerves.
"Well…" she started nervously. "Keep looking!" She commanded at the tiny seahorse. "Leave no shell unturned, no coral unexplored, may no one in my kingdom rest until my boy is safe at home!" The tired looking seahorse nodded respectfully and then swam out of the throne room. Tritannia swam back to her throne and placed her exhausted head on her hand. "Oh, what have I done." She said to herself. "What have I done…"