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Last time: She saw two mermaids, one of which, one with a bright pink tail, Ray was staring at as if she was the love of his life.
She felt the hot, bubbling jealousy. That mermaid would pay…
Chapter 5:
"Ray," said the mermaid, tugging on his arm. "Ray!" "What? Oh, Rhiannon…" he said, startled out of his trance. "Who was she?" asked Rhiannon.
"What?" Ray repeated. "The girl you were staring at…" Rhiannon said meekly. "I don't know… But I wish I did." Ray looked up and hissed a curse under his breath. She was gone.
Christella swam desperately, trying to get as far away from the red-tailed mermaid as fast as possible, dragging Melody behind her.
"He's absolutely gorgeous," murmured Melody, "Did you see that tail of his? And his muscles…" Melody retreated into her dreams of the most handsome merman in the world.
Christella stopped, panting, happy now that she was far enough away from the red-tailed merman. "Darcy," her subconsciousness told her. "Darcy…" Christella murmured under her breath.
"Is that his name?" Melody inquired, "Darcy?" "I think it his name, of the red-tailed one that is…" replied Christella. "Oh," said Melody, disappointed. "I meant the gorgeous one beside him. How could you not notice him?"
Christella thought back and had a memory of a muscular merman with a glistening blue tail who was about Melody's age.
"I wonder who he is," said Melody dreamily. "I guess we'll never know…' said Christella hopefully, thinking that anyone associated with this 'Darcy' couldn't be good.
The next two days passed by uneventfully for the sisters. Although Melody begged Christella to go out to the marketplace again, Christella flatly refused.
Melody withdrew to her room, indulging in fantasies of her being rescued from fierce sharks and other villenous creatures by the merman of her dreams.
Christella worked herself up over the encounter, which only proceeded to give Christella a migraine that confined her to bed for a good ten hours.
Then, that evening at dinner, Ariel, who had now taken full control of the Kingdom, told them something important, very important.
"There is a great rebel group is growing in the community against Eric. Their leader, 'Black Manta', has requested an audience for tomorrow with the entire Royal Family, so that includes you two."
"I bet it will be boring," Melody muttered to her sister, "I bet he'll be some fat old merman with a long list of complaints."
The meeting was set after breakfast the next day.
Christella was wearing the shell top she had worn on the day in the markets, except her hair was in a high pony tail and Melody had her hair out with her and was wearing her least revealing top (the equivalent of Christella's most revealing top).
Their tail paint was yet to wear off, so they looked similar to what they had on that day in the markets.
The family arranged themselves in the audience chamber and waited for the entrance of the fabled rebel leader.
"Announcing Mister Ray, who does not wish to disclose his last name," said a pompous butler, obviously deeply upset at this lack of regulation.
Melody smiled and rolled her eyes at Christella.
A muscular merman with a deep blue tail with matching eyes and sandy-coloured hair entered the room.
Both Christella and Melody froze. It was the merman from the markets.
Christella thanked all the gods that the blood-red tail wasn't with him, but he was dangerous all the same.
Melody cursed herself for wearing her worst top, with her hair floating free. To have met him with her hair in such a state was bad enough, but twice in a row… It was a crime!
Ray's eyes locked on the mermaid he had seen in the markets. His heart sunk, she was a princess!
Ariel began to speak, but for once Christella didn't care. He was staring at her with a look in his eye that made her blood freeze. She was trapped.
Melody desperately looked for something to tie back her hair, a stray piece of seaweed, anything! She was rewarded with a strand behind her chair.
She swiftly bound up her hair and looked hopefully towards 'Ray'. He was staring a Christella. Melody wanted to cry.
All men, from land or sea, always stared at her, but the one she wanted most to stare at her, was completely absorbed in none other than her sister.
Ray snapped out of his hypnotisation with the mermaid and bowed deeply to Queen Ariel and King Eric.
How he hated bowing to a land man, he hated even more that she, more beautiful than any other, was his daughter.
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