Fairytale?

Chapter 48- Sleeping Curse

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
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The waves would have lulled anyone to sleep, whether they were watching them or listening to them, but Sanya had never felt more awake.
She didn't know how long she had been watching the endless expanse of the Ocean, but she could have stayed like this for ever and even after that.

Though it was still light outside, the stars were out- as was the Moon. The sky would be purple soon, but it was gold and glowing for now.
The Moon was shining brightly and casting a ray of luminescence over the surface of the aquamarine water, a silvery road for angels and fairies of fairytales to follow on their way to the horizon.
She didn't even know what time it was.

It was just so peaceful. It was the most peaceful she could ever feel.

And if she wasn't so content and comfortable with her current position, she would have run into the water and splashed about in it, laughing madly.
Well- she didn't have to go into the water for that.

Sanya smiled, and made a beckoning gesture with her finger.

The waves had flown slowly before that, lethargic and sleepy as she always was- but at her beckoning, its pace quickened. It obeyed her request instantly, the next wave of water flowing past the sandy-gold beach and to the porch of the little house that she was sitting on.

She stretched her legs and submerged them in the water, giggling as it tickled her toes and not at all caring that it was making her lehenga wet. Bending down, she dipped her hands in the water, too- it was cool, tempering her natural warmth, and it felt as calming as watching the waves had.

"You're playing in the water and you didn't invite me?" Came a jesting voice behind her, and Sanya's smile grew wider as she turned around. "Tsk, tsk, Moonshine, I'm wounded."

"Oh, hush, Edmund. I'm just putting my feet in." She spoke with an eye-roll, as her husband sat down on the porch-steps next to her. "And I thought you were putting the babies to sleep!"

Edmund was smiling as he replied, "I was, which is why it's even worse, because you didn't invite our children either!"

"Your crown is askew." She said instead of responding to that, reaching forward to poke the silver crown. She wasn't wearing hers- solely because she had already almost lost it while swimming once, and she was not risking it again. "Who was playing with it this time?"

Just as his wife had ignored his accusation, Edmund decided to ignore the question- an action he knew would make her realise that all of their children had messed about with his crown- and said instead, laughing, "You know, darling, you can fix the crown instead of just poking it."

"Poking it is so much more fun, though." She shrugged, giggling again as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him. She rested her head on his shoulder, and her eyes went to the stars around the Moon, all glowing together.

The light from the celestial bodies spread over the two of them, bathing them in silver- they looked up at the sky for several moments, at the stars and the Moon, and then glanced at each other with small, contented, adoring smiles.

She took back her words- this was the most peaceful she could feel.

She nudged him with her shoulder slightly, "You didn't answer my question, darling."