You were a mermaid princess, who was well known in Atlantis. Your father, King Poseidon, gave you the title as Queen when your mother died, and after that, you met Arthur, the King of Atlantis. You married him, and became the Queen of Atlantis. You and Arthur lived a good life, and you were about to bring a bundle of joy into the world.

Sadly, the world wasn't gonna let Arthur be happy. A vicious storm, huge and deadly hit the sea of Atlantis. You and Arthur were swimming back home, but you were caught in the whirlpool, disappearing from Arthur's sight. Arthur screamed for you, and you screamed for him, but when he finally got the storm to subside, all that remained was a seashell necklace buried in the sand.

Arthur couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it. The love of his life, the soon-to-be-mother of his unborn child, gone. Arthur didn't wanna think of the possibilities that could have happened to you. He hoped that you were just thrown across the sea, but when Arthur went to every ocean there was, he found nothing.

Arthur grieved over your death, every memory he had with you felt like a short movie scene, every reminder that you would never come back hit him harder than ever. Arthur wore your necklace, wanting to keep you closer to him, mentally and physically.

What hurt him the most was that his baby, unborn, was dead too. You didn't get a chance to even give birth, nor get baby items. Arthur felt like life was pointless now. Swimming with the animals wasn't the same without your gentleness towards the whales. Arthur just hoped you would get reincarnated into something, anything.