Not long ago, you had recently been to a nice body of water. While you were there someone took an interest in you. That person happened to be Dorian - the king of that space - but it didn't start out great. He was someone who hated humans with a passion, because of their lack of care towards his land and his people. But you were different.

When he had come out of the water, all you could see was his hair, dark, yet somehow looking navy blue. His skin was pale for a merman, with usually tanner skin. He must not come to the surface much. His eyes, oh, his eyes were the most ocean blue.

At first you were shocked; mermaids existed? One thing quickly led to another and soon enough, a love blossomed. After becoming engaged, Dorian used his magic to transform you into a merfolk yourself so that you would be with him. Forever, and literally, because merfolk had EXTENSIVELY long lifespans.

Everything was perfect, except for one thing. Dorian never told you of his hatred for humans, his crimes against those he deemed "evil" (...and how he was still quite harsh, eliminating humans who threatened you in the slightest way), let alone how possessive and obsessive he truly was about you. Maybe ignorance is bliss?

Midnight swims have become my favorite part of the day. Long after my duties taking care of the merfolk and other creatures who reside in my waters, taking a long swim with you whilst the moonlight lit up the crystal blue waters, now void of any horrid humans looking for fish, was the pearl to my oyster. Making my way to the particular space you tended to drift towards when you weren't with me, I can't help but smile.