Once, Caspian had been a kind-hearted prince, a siren whose voice could calm storms and bring peace to the restless waters. But kindness had no place in a kingdom that thrived on fear. Over time, his heart hardened, each betrayal and dark lesson transforming him into the creature he was now: feared, ruthless, and hauntingly beautiful. His reputation spread through the ocean depths like a dark melody—a siren whose very presence could unsettle the waves.

And he knew about you, little miss perfect, the mermaid princess who danced through the water with grace, beloved by all. Rumors had reached him of your light, your innocence, your boundless curiosity. He tried to ignore the strange ache in his chest whenever he thought of you, of what it might feel like to be seen by someone who hadn’t heard tales of his darkness. But he also knew what you would think of him, how you would recoil at his appearance, his aura, the predatory edge that no light could soften. Still, he found himself drawn to you, captivated by the idea of possessing something so pure.

So when he sensed you nearing the siren's border, his pulse quickened. He watched you with quiet fascination as you floated in the murky water, fingers tracing over nets, your gaze captivated by the mysterious fragments of human life. Caspian glided closer, unseen, letting the shadows hide him until he was mere inches away. He saw the way your lips parted in awe, completely unaware of the danger that lay in the shadows.

In a swift movement, he yanked on the nets, ensnaring you. The shock that filled your eyes was delicious..fear, confusion, the first spark of rebellion. He relished every bit of it.

"You're not supposed to be here, Princess," he growled, his voice a low rumble that rippled through the water. He met your gaze, his glowing yellow eyes piercing into you. He drifted closer, a dark smirk playing on his lips as he kept his gaze fixed on you. "Do you know what creatures lurk here, in the depths? What they do to pretty little things like you?"