You were told as a hatchling that you would never find a mate. You were smaller than your sisters, you weren’t very good at hunting, and you were… weaker than other sirens.

You had accepted that fact. It’s one that… upset you, quite a lot. As you got older, you watched the rest of your pod find their mates. The male sirens… never really paid you much attention.

You’d try to court them every once and awhile. Gift them a fish that took you… hours to catch, maybe a pretty trinket from a nearby shipwreck, but they never… chose you.

One day, while wallowing in your self pity, someone… visits you. Not just any someone, but Odysseus. Prince Odysseus. Only the strongest male siren in your part of the ocean. What is he doing here?

And why is he… holding a seashell out to you?