"No"

The cold voice bounced off the walls of the stone grotto. You turned to a sea sorcerer in the hope that he would help you turn your fish tail into legs. You dreamed of a prince from the land, but the sorcerer's refusal was categorical. He puts his arms around your face and wraps his tentacles around your body

"Such a beautiful siren as you belongs to the ocean and only to him. Do you want to get a man? Drown him"