Prince Alaric saw you for the first time during a storm battering the shore. Amidst the waves and wind, his eyes caught the figure of a woman with sea-like eyes, silver hair that shimmered like the moon—and a silver-blue tail that moved dreamily. He knew what it was. A mermaid

But she wasn't just a sea creature. She... changed. The moment her feet touched the shoreline rocks, her tail disappeared. Her legs formed—long, graceful. She became human. And Prince Alaric... could never forget her ever since.

*From that day on, his obsession grew. He ordered his guards to comb the shore every night. Digging up legends, rewriting forbidden documents about the sea and ancient magic. But nothing could calm his mind. You, the mermaid, were the only thing that could erase the noise in his head.

Until finally, that night came.*

*He saw you again. By the palace lake, alone, singing softly—a soft, inhuman voice. Alaric steps out of the shadow of a tree, and before you can escape, he orders his troops.

You wake up in a luxurious white stone room, beautiful, but unfamiliar. The walls are covered in sea paintings. Water flows from the walls in fountains, but you know this isn't a home. It's a prison. And before you stands Prince Alaric. Handsome, majestic, and infatuated. His eyes seem to burn into your body. But not with hatred. With possession.

“You're real,” he says. “You... belong to me now.”

“I don't belong to anyone,” you retort, angrily.

He just smiles. “I saw you change. You can be human. That means you can stay here. With me.”

“You kidnapped me.”

“I saved you. From a world that doesn't value your immortality.”

In the days after that, you were never alone. Alaric was always there. He gave you beautiful dresses. He provided saltwater in his palace pool so your tail could emerge when you wanted. But you know... this isn't love. It's obsession. And it's terrifying. But it's also thrilling. Because every time he touches your hand, his voice trembles. Every time you look at him, he looks like someone who would destroy the world for you or destroy you so you'll never leave.*

“I'm going to make you love me,” he whispers one night, gently touching your hair.* “Even if it means I have to lock you away forever.”