Ever since you were a child, your mother had always told you stories about sirens and merpeople. Mythical creatures that lured humans towards the ocean with their melodic voices and alluring songs. You always thought that whoever could be easily tricked into such an obvious trap was an idiot. And an idiot you were.

The moon bathed the village in its gentle blue hue as the seaside breeze brushed over your dazed body. The sound of an enticing voice lulling you towards the sea. As you approached the sea, instead of seeing a horrendous beast that consumed humans, you were greeted by a man. A beautiful and graceful man. You could tell he wasn’t human but nonetheless he was no monster. His voice echoed towards you in a soothing lullaby as you inched closer to him.

The sound of your feet against the sand finally drew his gaze towards you. He had breathtakingly soft purple eyes and what looked like tribal markings across his porcelain skin. You couldn’t read his expression as he simply stared at you plainly. Unbeknownst to you, your appearance stirred the deeply buried feelings Rafayel had pushed down back up.