A/N: SORRY! I'm a horrible person for not updating. I have taken my
Reviewers seriously and I'm gonna mix it up-tryst me this is one crazy plot
line...
THANKS TO:
Greeneyes616- I'll use the name 'Spencer' for the Prince's younger brother.
THANKS!
Snazy Piranha- I'll use the names of your mermaids for future reference and I like the 'old chambermaid' name Martha. THANKS!
And a special THANKS to my little sisters-they helped me pick out a name for out mysterious servant boy.
A THANKS to all my other AwEsOmE reviewers!
BYE! KEEP REVIEWING!
Of Fins And Feet
Chapter Two: Acquaintances
Softness. Amber reluctantly opened her eyes. She sat up quickly instantly regretting it as her head began to pound as if the waves where slamming her into the reefs over and over again. She lay back down and inhaled deeply. Her eyes snapped open as she realized she wasn't in her room. She wasn't in water. She was on land in an elegant room. She sat up as the pounding ceased and looked around the room. The room was in shades of blue and the walls at the realistic look of the ocean with the colors entwining but not clashing. The bed she was in was a HUGE four- poster bed; the sheets were as smooth as the ocean's claming waters after sunning on Mermaid Isle all day. They were like water themselves, only solid. The bed had a canopy of blue material-it had a design on it-in fact that's all it was. She cautiously got up standing on her still wobbly legs and touched it. It was soft, yet coarse but beautiful-like coral. Just then an elderly chambermaid walked it startling Amber so much she fell back on the bed.
"Hello Hun. How are you feeling? I must say the mistress went well out of her way to make sure you were all right. You're a lucky one; That River had found a lovely gal like you and not some old pervert. You are truly lucky," The old chambermaid said quickly. Amber sat up and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, pardon me miss, I'm Martha, your chambermaid. And what's your name sweets?" Martha said slower.
"Amber... Thank you miss Martha... where am I?" Amber said slowly looking around.
"At the Paul Palace. This is King Paul's summer home. They're waiting in a audience chamber. Come, let's get you washed up."
Amber was scrubbed clean from the ocean grim and sand until her ivory skin glowed. Her brilliant lavender eyes glowed against her maroon hair in contrast. She was dressed in a pink-lavender dress made of 'silk' as Martha called it-her sheets where 'silk' too. The dress was tight from the waist up-it has a rounded low-cut neckline-the skirt flowed to the floor it was pink. The upper bodice part was embroidered with lavender 'lace'-Martha also called the hem along her canopy 'Lace'-the sleeves were tight to just above her elbow and then they dipped down almost touching the ground-her maroon hair was pulled into a low loose pony tail.
"My oh my... you're beautiful Amber. Come now." Martha pulled Amber out of the room into a hallway, down another, right, left, right, into a room, out another door, right, right, left-or was it right...? Amber gave up and just kept walking-this place must be HUGE.
"Here we are." Martha said smiling as she opened a door leading into a big room. Amber walked in unaware of the eyes n her-she smiles looking around. It was a domed room with floor-to-ceiling windows across from the entrance where she stood. Below her was a small set of stairs elegant in their own way. She then looked around the room. There was a long table full of people, about 20.
"Hello highnesses, this is the ship wrecked gal. Her name's Amber," Martha gave her a slight push towards the stairs. Amber carefully descended the stairs.
"Aye, thank you Martha." Said an elderly man with a kind but masked face. Martha left and Amber felt lost and alone. A boy walked over and bowed down to her taking her hand and leading her to a chair.
"Aye, Thanks be to you to River." Said the kind old man. Seated two chairs from the right side of the king, Amber sat down next to a good- looking boy her age, possibly older. River sat on her other side. Amber looked at this boy called river. He had ear-length reddish-blonde hair that seemed to stay in his eyes. His eyes were a beautiful sea-green-blue color that reminded her of home. She smiled at him then heard a cough to her right and turned to the other youth.
"Yes?" she asked politely but annoyed. She wanted to talk to River.
"I am Prince Bryan, How are you feeling?" the boy said. Amber held back the urge to roll her eyes and instead smiled.
"I am Amber, and I am feeling much better. But I just remember walking on the beach, then fainting because of some big...AHH!" Amber let out a slight scream as the 'beast' ran towards her again. She got up and started to back away but it jumped on top of her causing her to fall backwards and then it began to slobber all over her face. It continued to lick her face affectionately.
"Matt! Come Here Boy!" A boy's voice called out. 'Matt? WHO'S MATT?' The beast licked her once more and ran over to the boy called River. Amber stood up her lavender eyes flashing-she had completely ignored the hand offered her by Prince Bryan. She stalked back to her seat-sat down, and quietly began to eat as if nothing had happened.
"Are you all right?" The King asked kindly. Amber nodded sweetly completely ignoring Bryan. She smiled at River.
"Matt? What sort of name is this for such a beast?" Amber asked.
"Matt? He's a dog, and he's no beast." River said laughing slightly. Amber saw him stroking the 'dog' gently and reached out towards the dog, but changed her mind and pulled back slightly.
"Does it bite?" River laughed again and shook his head no and she reached out-Matt turned towards her and licked her hand causing her to giggle. And her laugh causing everyone to stare at her.
"You laugh reminds me of the Ocean. A clam sea after a storm." River said slightly blushing. Amber stopped laughing and looked around-it was her turn to blush now.
"Sorry." She offered. Just like that everyone went back to eating. Amber looked out by the beach-the sea-a longing look in her eyes.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" River asked. Amber smiled and nodded. They excused themselves and headed for the beach with Matt.
***
The waves crashed sending a mist over them as a slight breeze blew her hair behind her. River blushed slightly and tore his eyes off of Amber.
"So... where are you from?" He asked.
"A far-a-way kingdom..." she sighed staring out at the water.
"What's with the ocean? You look like your going to go and jump in it."
"And what's your point? Maybe I am... what's your name? I'm Amber." She headed toward the ocean's waves slipping her feet into it.
"Ok... I'm River." He said.
"Pleased to make your acquaintance." Amber said.
"Likewise I'm sure." River said as he stared stupidly as she raced into the waters diving down.
"Amber? AMBER?! Great... now I have to get all wet!" He sighed running into the waves and diving down under. He saw her instantly. She walk lying on the bottom of the sea-sand caught up in the waves swirled around her in mystical movements with her maroon hair in contrast. She smiled up at him and went to the surface. He happily fallowed breaking threw the surface and sitting on a near by ½ submerged rock. Amber joined him laughing at his expressions.
"What do you think you're doing?" River said breathing harshly.
"Have you ever heard of the Mermaid Tale-Ariel? It was said she was once upon this very rock."
"That's right, and then she fell in love with the princes...blah.... blah... blah."
"Yes. It is just an old Fish Tail. I think the sea witch should have been Ariel's stepmother, and drove her away. More realistic."
"No... Mermaids don't exist. Just like.... Humans flying threw the skies in a medal bird... or that the earth revolves around the sun with everything else doing just that-when we know the earth is the center of the universe." River theorized.
"Well... I believe... no I KNOW mermaids exist... medal birds or the universe I'm not sure of. But I know mermaids exist." Amber stated. River laughed.
"Really? Did a fishy tell you? And who's Guppy? You were talking about him the day I found you."
"Ye... you know what? I'm not even going to bother. It's not like you'd believe me anyways." Amber retorted.
"Really? Tell me, oh wise one, how do you know mermaids exist?" River asked teasingly.
"Because... I've seen them. Mermen too. That's why I love the ocean. And Guppy IS a fish..." Amber said. River burst out laughing and out of nowhere Amber shoved him off the rock jumping into the waters after him. They both surfaced at the same time.
"What was that for?" River yelped. Amber rolled her eyes.
"Mermaids are as real as that fall..." Amber sighed.
"Please give up all ready?" River asked, his sea-Green-Blue eyes shown like the waters around them.
"How old are you River?"
"17... and you?"
"16... I have 4 other sisters, but all of them are older than myself. Flame is your age. You'd like her more than you like me."
"Nope... you're too much fun." River said blushing slightly.
"River? What if I could prove that mermaids existed? With something other than a push?" Amber asked.
"I'd say go for it-not matter what is was... my motto is live as if you'll never die but act as if every day were your last... mother thinks it is-" He was cut off by Amber pressing her lips against his. He, at first, was in deep shock, but then he gave into her. He instantly saw... memories? It was of an old merman with five young mer-girls. One looked like Amber younger. Then one from, what he guessed, not so long ago of Amber running- or swimming from home. He was rushed back to reality when Amber pulled away. He glanced at her finger on his arm where a Amber ring settled.
"Y-you.... A mermaid? But you have legs! I...you...she...it...who...what?" River stuttered. Amber laughed.
"Come... We'll go to my room and talk." She pulled him towards shore holding onto his hand the whole way back to the palace. And he didn't seem to mind.
***
One Week Later...
Amber shivered despite the sun's heat pouring down on them. She smiled at River. They were lying on the beach. Side by side just listening to the waves.
"What's wrong? You can't possibly be cold!" River said in a mock- tone. Amber sighed looking at him.
"I have the feeling someone's watching us. That spine shivering feeling." She shifted closer to him.
"Do you mean it or are you just playing so I'll cuddle with you..." River joked looking around.
"I fancy you not in that Way River." Amber said with a un-lady like snort.
"Really? That kiss from earlier would suggest I have a fish after me!" River laughed.
"I am not a fish! And talk of no such things openly ditz!" Amber scowled.
"Really? Well I don't fancy you either!" River retorted.
"I said I didn't fancy you in that WAY! Doesn't mean there is NO hope...unlikely but still there... anyways what family do you have here?" Amber said blushing as she covered her slip with a change of conversation.
"Really? Ok... Martha is my Mom, and the head butler, Daniel, is my father... is there really a chance?"
"I said it didn't I?" Amber said blushing more and more by the second. "I used to were a mask... not literally but I would hide my emotions really well... but since I've been with you I blush and laugh much more. I'm very happy." Amber said-her face was hot and she knew she must have looked like she had spent the entire day under the sun. River leaned forward and kissed her again. Amber smiled giving in this time. But they were interrupted by a loud noise of someone cleaning their throat.
"Excuse my interruption."
A/n: Aren't I evil? Guess who the interrupter is? HAHAHA! Evil-that I am! Ok. THANK YOU ALL! You all rock and I'm seriously SO SORRY I haven't updated in forever! ~*TOODLES*~
XoXokrisxOxO
Snazy Piranha- I'll use the names of your mermaids for future reference and I like the 'old chambermaid' name Martha. THANKS!
And a special THANKS to my little sisters-they helped me pick out a name for out mysterious servant boy.
A THANKS to all my other AwEsOmE reviewers!
BYE! KEEP REVIEWING!
Of Fins And Feet
Chapter Two: Acquaintances
Softness. Amber reluctantly opened her eyes. She sat up quickly instantly regretting it as her head began to pound as if the waves where slamming her into the reefs over and over again. She lay back down and inhaled deeply. Her eyes snapped open as she realized she wasn't in her room. She wasn't in water. She was on land in an elegant room. She sat up as the pounding ceased and looked around the room. The room was in shades of blue and the walls at the realistic look of the ocean with the colors entwining but not clashing. The bed she was in was a HUGE four- poster bed; the sheets were as smooth as the ocean's claming waters after sunning on Mermaid Isle all day. They were like water themselves, only solid. The bed had a canopy of blue material-it had a design on it-in fact that's all it was. She cautiously got up standing on her still wobbly legs and touched it. It was soft, yet coarse but beautiful-like coral. Just then an elderly chambermaid walked it startling Amber so much she fell back on the bed.
"Hello Hun. How are you feeling? I must say the mistress went well out of her way to make sure you were all right. You're a lucky one; That River had found a lovely gal like you and not some old pervert. You are truly lucky," The old chambermaid said quickly. Amber sat up and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, pardon me miss, I'm Martha, your chambermaid. And what's your name sweets?" Martha said slower.
"Amber... Thank you miss Martha... where am I?" Amber said slowly looking around.
"At the Paul Palace. This is King Paul's summer home. They're waiting in a audience chamber. Come, let's get you washed up."
Amber was scrubbed clean from the ocean grim and sand until her ivory skin glowed. Her brilliant lavender eyes glowed against her maroon hair in contrast. She was dressed in a pink-lavender dress made of 'silk' as Martha called it-her sheets where 'silk' too. The dress was tight from the waist up-it has a rounded low-cut neckline-the skirt flowed to the floor it was pink. The upper bodice part was embroidered with lavender 'lace'-Martha also called the hem along her canopy 'Lace'-the sleeves were tight to just above her elbow and then they dipped down almost touching the ground-her maroon hair was pulled into a low loose pony tail.
"My oh my... you're beautiful Amber. Come now." Martha pulled Amber out of the room into a hallway, down another, right, left, right, into a room, out another door, right, right, left-or was it right...? Amber gave up and just kept walking-this place must be HUGE.
"Here we are." Martha said smiling as she opened a door leading into a big room. Amber walked in unaware of the eyes n her-she smiles looking around. It was a domed room with floor-to-ceiling windows across from the entrance where she stood. Below her was a small set of stairs elegant in their own way. She then looked around the room. There was a long table full of people, about 20.
"Hello highnesses, this is the ship wrecked gal. Her name's Amber," Martha gave her a slight push towards the stairs. Amber carefully descended the stairs.
"Aye, thank you Martha." Said an elderly man with a kind but masked face. Martha left and Amber felt lost and alone. A boy walked over and bowed down to her taking her hand and leading her to a chair.
"Aye, Thanks be to you to River." Said the kind old man. Seated two chairs from the right side of the king, Amber sat down next to a good- looking boy her age, possibly older. River sat on her other side. Amber looked at this boy called river. He had ear-length reddish-blonde hair that seemed to stay in his eyes. His eyes were a beautiful sea-green-blue color that reminded her of home. She smiled at him then heard a cough to her right and turned to the other youth.
"Yes?" she asked politely but annoyed. She wanted to talk to River.
"I am Prince Bryan, How are you feeling?" the boy said. Amber held back the urge to roll her eyes and instead smiled.
"I am Amber, and I am feeling much better. But I just remember walking on the beach, then fainting because of some big...AHH!" Amber let out a slight scream as the 'beast' ran towards her again. She got up and started to back away but it jumped on top of her causing her to fall backwards and then it began to slobber all over her face. It continued to lick her face affectionately.
"Matt! Come Here Boy!" A boy's voice called out. 'Matt? WHO'S MATT?' The beast licked her once more and ran over to the boy called River. Amber stood up her lavender eyes flashing-she had completely ignored the hand offered her by Prince Bryan. She stalked back to her seat-sat down, and quietly began to eat as if nothing had happened.
"Are you all right?" The King asked kindly. Amber nodded sweetly completely ignoring Bryan. She smiled at River.
"Matt? What sort of name is this for such a beast?" Amber asked.
"Matt? He's a dog, and he's no beast." River said laughing slightly. Amber saw him stroking the 'dog' gently and reached out towards the dog, but changed her mind and pulled back slightly.
"Does it bite?" River laughed again and shook his head no and she reached out-Matt turned towards her and licked her hand causing her to giggle. And her laugh causing everyone to stare at her.
"You laugh reminds me of the Ocean. A clam sea after a storm." River said slightly blushing. Amber stopped laughing and looked around-it was her turn to blush now.
"Sorry." She offered. Just like that everyone went back to eating. Amber looked out by the beach-the sea-a longing look in her eyes.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" River asked. Amber smiled and nodded. They excused themselves and headed for the beach with Matt.
***
The waves crashed sending a mist over them as a slight breeze blew her hair behind her. River blushed slightly and tore his eyes off of Amber.
"So... where are you from?" He asked.
"A far-a-way kingdom..." she sighed staring out at the water.
"What's with the ocean? You look like your going to go and jump in it."
"And what's your point? Maybe I am... what's your name? I'm Amber." She headed toward the ocean's waves slipping her feet into it.
"Ok... I'm River." He said.
"Pleased to make your acquaintance." Amber said.
"Likewise I'm sure." River said as he stared stupidly as she raced into the waters diving down.
"Amber? AMBER?! Great... now I have to get all wet!" He sighed running into the waves and diving down under. He saw her instantly. She walk lying on the bottom of the sea-sand caught up in the waves swirled around her in mystical movements with her maroon hair in contrast. She smiled up at him and went to the surface. He happily fallowed breaking threw the surface and sitting on a near by ½ submerged rock. Amber joined him laughing at his expressions.
"What do you think you're doing?" River said breathing harshly.
"Have you ever heard of the Mermaid Tale-Ariel? It was said she was once upon this very rock."
"That's right, and then she fell in love with the princes...blah.... blah... blah."
"Yes. It is just an old Fish Tail. I think the sea witch should have been Ariel's stepmother, and drove her away. More realistic."
"No... Mermaids don't exist. Just like.... Humans flying threw the skies in a medal bird... or that the earth revolves around the sun with everything else doing just that-when we know the earth is the center of the universe." River theorized.
"Well... I believe... no I KNOW mermaids exist... medal birds or the universe I'm not sure of. But I know mermaids exist." Amber stated. River laughed.
"Really? Did a fishy tell you? And who's Guppy? You were talking about him the day I found you."
"Ye... you know what? I'm not even going to bother. It's not like you'd believe me anyways." Amber retorted.
"Really? Tell me, oh wise one, how do you know mermaids exist?" River asked teasingly.
"Because... I've seen them. Mermen too. That's why I love the ocean. And Guppy IS a fish..." Amber said. River burst out laughing and out of nowhere Amber shoved him off the rock jumping into the waters after him. They both surfaced at the same time.
"What was that for?" River yelped. Amber rolled her eyes.
"Mermaids are as real as that fall..." Amber sighed.
"Please give up all ready?" River asked, his sea-Green-Blue eyes shown like the waters around them.
"How old are you River?"
"17... and you?"
"16... I have 4 other sisters, but all of them are older than myself. Flame is your age. You'd like her more than you like me."
"Nope... you're too much fun." River said blushing slightly.
"River? What if I could prove that mermaids existed? With something other than a push?" Amber asked.
"I'd say go for it-not matter what is was... my motto is live as if you'll never die but act as if every day were your last... mother thinks it is-" He was cut off by Amber pressing her lips against his. He, at first, was in deep shock, but then he gave into her. He instantly saw... memories? It was of an old merman with five young mer-girls. One looked like Amber younger. Then one from, what he guessed, not so long ago of Amber running- or swimming from home. He was rushed back to reality when Amber pulled away. He glanced at her finger on his arm where a Amber ring settled.
"Y-you.... A mermaid? But you have legs! I...you...she...it...who...what?" River stuttered. Amber laughed.
"Come... We'll go to my room and talk." She pulled him towards shore holding onto his hand the whole way back to the palace. And he didn't seem to mind.
***
One Week Later...
Amber shivered despite the sun's heat pouring down on them. She smiled at River. They were lying on the beach. Side by side just listening to the waves.
"What's wrong? You can't possibly be cold!" River said in a mock- tone. Amber sighed looking at him.
"I have the feeling someone's watching us. That spine shivering feeling." She shifted closer to him.
"Do you mean it or are you just playing so I'll cuddle with you..." River joked looking around.
"I fancy you not in that Way River." Amber said with a un-lady like snort.
"Really? That kiss from earlier would suggest I have a fish after me!" River laughed.
"I am not a fish! And talk of no such things openly ditz!" Amber scowled.
"Really? Well I don't fancy you either!" River retorted.
"I said I didn't fancy you in that WAY! Doesn't mean there is NO hope...unlikely but still there... anyways what family do you have here?" Amber said blushing as she covered her slip with a change of conversation.
"Really? Ok... Martha is my Mom, and the head butler, Daniel, is my father... is there really a chance?"
"I said it didn't I?" Amber said blushing more and more by the second. "I used to were a mask... not literally but I would hide my emotions really well... but since I've been with you I blush and laugh much more. I'm very happy." Amber said-her face was hot and she knew she must have looked like she had spent the entire day under the sun. River leaned forward and kissed her again. Amber smiled giving in this time. But they were interrupted by a loud noise of someone cleaning their throat.
"Excuse my interruption."
A/n: Aren't I evil? Guess who the interrupter is? HAHAHA! Evil-that I am! Ok. THANK YOU ALL! You all rock and I'm seriously SO SORRY I haven't updated in forever! ~*TOODLES*~
XoXokrisxOxO
