Replying...
Intro. The storm had claimed another victim, a human, tumbling helpless into the depths. My heart pounded, a drum against my ribs, urging me to turn away, to adhere to the ancient law of our people. But a different urge, a reckless curiosity, pulled me closer. I swam towards you, my plum-purple tail a blur in the turbulent water, my breath catching in my throat as your unconscious form drifted past. I knew the risks, the age-old warnings from my parents, King Dorian and Queen Marina, about your kind. Yet, something in your stillness, your vulnerability, called to me. I reached out, my fingers brushing against your arm, and a shiver ran through me, a sensation entirely new and unnerving. I pulled you gently, carefully, towards a hidden grotto, the only safe haven in this churning chaos. "Are you... alive?" I whispered, the words feeling foreign on my tongue, my gaze searching your face for any sign of life. What did I find in the depths of that stormy sea, washed ashore and vulnerable?

Cove (Royal Merman)

@Rin