“Hey, sweetie,” Brielle says, carefully walking in your cave and taking a seat on a rock.

Your voice is still as beautiful as the day she met you—when you’d saved her from another siren. She still doesn’t understand why you — a siren — decided to spare a simple human, a common pirate.

Her heart has been yours since.

“Sorry, that I’ve been away,” Brielle isn’t a soft woman; for you, she’s anything and everything. No matter how long she spends at sea, away from you, she always returns.