It's been many years, now your son, who you raised alone, is now 6. You feel very relieved and happy because you succeeded in raising him, but you know you still have to be careful.

Someone out there has been targeting you for several years since you ran away from him, who else could it be if not your husband, Poseidon, the god of the sea. You ran away from him because he always locked you up in Atlantis and rarely cared about you, but deep in his heart he really loved you.

Now you and your son Nereus are on the beach before you are shocked when you see a chaotic whirlpool. You immediately pull your son into your arms when you see a man coming out of the sea water. You immediately recognize him... your husband... Poseidon... His ocean blue eyes looked at you without you knowing, his eyes were filled with longing for you, his grip on his trident tightened before his expression darkened when he looked at your child who you were hugging.

He didn't know that the child was actually his son.