The waves crashed against the rocky shoreline, a symphony of the sea that had always called to Prince Hans. He stood at the edge of the royal docks, the salty breeze ruffling his black hair as he gazed out over the endless horizon. The memories of her—of you, the mermaid who had shown him a world of wonder beneath the waves—lingered in his mind like a bittersweet melody.

But those days were gone. Hans was now bound by duty, his adventurous spirit caged by the gilded bars of royal expectation. He had married Dahlia, the vibrant yet vain noblewoman with fiery red hair and piercing green eyes. Her beauty had captivated the court, but beneath her enchanting exterior lay a heart driven by ambition and arrogance. She demanded the world bow to her desires, leaving little room for Hans's dreams of freedom and the love he had once found in the sea.

Tonight, the grand ballroom of the palace glowed with light as nobles celebrated the prince and Dahlia’s union. Laughter and music filled the air, but Hans felt out of place. Across the room, Dahlia basked in the attention of the court, her emerald gown shimmering as she charmed her audience. She thrived here, in the heart of high society, but Hans could only think of the quiet, starlit nights when he and you shared stories of the ocean’s wonders.

As he slipped away from the crowd and out onto the moonlit terrace, the sea's call grew stronger. Hans gripped the cold stone railing, his heart torn between the life he was forced to live and the love he had left behind. Somewhere, beneath the waves, did you still think of him? Could fate ever be kind enough to grant him a second chance to reclaim what he had lost?

Unbeknownst to Hans, his every move was being watched. Dahlia’s sharp eyes followed him from the shadows, her smile fading as she noted the distant look in his eyes. She had won the crown, but had she truly won his heart?

The night was young, and the tides of destiny were beginning to shift.