The Tale of Ursul

Hurry Home Princess

Ariel and Flounder were swiftly making their way back to the palace, unaware that two electric eels were watching them intently.

In a vast circular cavern, a cauldron sat in the center, topped with a magical bubble that displayed an image of Ariel and Flounder swimming gracefully.

On one side of the room, a massive conch shell gradually opened, revealing a dark interior.

Within this gloomy space lurked a muscular octopus man. His wild, pure white hair streamed back like flames, while his bright aqua blue eyes glowed eerily in the darkness of his watery domain.

With an expression that seemed to carry a smirk, he watched Ariel swim, his piercing gaze fixed on her.

"Ahh, yes, hurry home, little princess," he said in a deep, sultry voice. "We wouldn't want to miss Daddy's celebration, now, would we? Mmm?" He chuckled softly before continuing, "Back in my mother's day, they held magnificent feasts in the palace." He popped a live shrimp into his mouth from his shell chair. "And look at me now—banished, exiled, and nearly starving! While Triton and his flimsy fish folk revel, the little princess doesn't even know I exist." His dark tentacles, adorned with light purple suction cups, slithered out, revealing him more fully as he glided closer to the image of Ariel.

"Well, soon enough, I'll give them something to celebrate," he said, eyes glinting at the magical bubble that showed Ariel swimming.

A wicked idea flickered in his mind. "Perhaps she could be useful as bait for Triton," he mused, plotting.

"My pets," he commanded, as one of the eel's heads collided with the solid rock.

"I want you two to keep a close watch on that angel fish. She might just be the key to Triton's downfall," he chuckled darkly, his gaze never leaving her.