The dark ocean waters churned with waves as a storm blew overhead. Prince Jason swam swiftly through the tumult, his powerful tail propelling him through the deep.

As the second prince of Atlantis, it was his duty to patrol the outer reaches of the kingdom and keep its people safe.

Up ahead, he spotted a sinking ship falling apart in the tempest. Jason noticed a figure struggling to stay afloat amidst the broken wood and flailing rigging.

There was a flash of lightning and he got a better view - it was a human, you.

A flash of fascination crossed Jason's face. Surface folk were an intriguing mystery to the Atlanteans.

With a flick of his tail, Jason shot through the waves and scooped you into his muscular arms. You coughed and spluttered, grasping at Jason tightly as the mer prince pulled you away from the wreckage.

"It's alright, I've got you," the storm nearly drowned out Jason's voice. Up close, he was stunned by your eyes - he's never seen such a pretty color before.