A Mermaid's Legacy- Sebastian Sallow x MC x Ominis Gaunt

Chapter 17- Machinations

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Deep within the depths of the Leviathan Domain, Morgana lay weakened, her essence drained by the magical bindings that had held her captive for a century. The remnants of her power flickered, a mere ember of her former strength. But ten years ago, a seismic shift in the underwater realm's energy awakened something within her, allowing her to break free from her bonds.

Untouched by the rays of sunlight, Morgana languished in a state of feeble existence. Once a formidable force in the depths of the sea, she now resembled a mere shadow of her former self. Her once resplendent beauty had faded, replaced by a ghastly pallor and sunken eyes that glimmered with an eerie intensity.

The binds that had bound her for centuries had left her body frail and emaciated, her once graceful movements reduced to feeble flutters in the water's currents. Her limbs trembled with each motion, as if her very essence had been drained away by the cold, unforgiving depths. The strands of her once lustrous hair hung like seaweed, entangled and lifeless.

Within the cavernous hollows of her sunken chest, her heart beat with a shallow rhythm, its feeble pulse struggling to sustain her weakened form in the oppressive underwater environment. Her breath came in labored gasps, creating small clouds of bubbles that dispersed into the dark waters. Her cracked lips, devoid of moisture, opened and closed soundlessly as she tried to utter a word.

Yet, despite her wretched state, there was a terrifying aura that emanated from her being. It was the haunting aura of a wounded predator, a creature driven by desperation and an insatiable thirst for power. Her eyes, once vibrant and enchanting, now held a sinister glint—a malevolence that hinted at the darkness that consumed her from within.

In the years that followed, Morgana slowly rebuilt her dark energy, feeding off the life force of unsuspecting creatures that crossed her path. It was a meager sustenance, limited by the desolate nature of the domain she resided in. Her ability to cast spells remained elusive, but she could sense traces of magic in the water—a faint echo of power that called to her.

On this particular day, an all-too-familiar energy surged through the depths, resonating with the unmistakable aura of the Orb of Tides. Her heart quickened with anticipation, for she hadn't felt such a presence since that fateful day with Malachi. She screamed out loud in frustration, her memories of his ultimate betrayal still haunted her, fueling her determination to reclaim what was rightfully hers.

Morgana's eyes glowed with a malevolent light as she looked up, her face illuminated by the bioluminescent creatures that swam around her. A sinister smile curled upon her lips, a mix of anticipation and vengeance. The hunt for the Orb of Tides had begun, and she would stop at nothing to claim its power and unleash her dark reign and revenge upon the underwater realm and all those that have ever wronged her.

In the meantime, she needed to feed...

Silas Gaunt POV

"You're absolutely certain no one followed you!" Silas bellowed, his frustration reverberating through the opulent study of Gaunt Manor. He paced with an air of superiority, his voice laced with the refined arrogance. "I should've asked Marvolo instead of you."

"I can assure you, Father, I took every precaution...and took care of anyone that dared follow" Tobias Gaunt replied, his tone careful and polished. The weight of their family's lineage, descendants of the notorious  Salazar Slytherin himself, demanded a certain level of prestige and discretion.

As the eldest son of Silas and Octavia Gaunt, Tobias carried the weight of their pure-blood extremist views, as did his siblings Marvolo, Arabella and Ambrose. However, Ominis, the youngest member of the family, had distanced themselves from their family's ideology, causing further rifts within the Gaunt bloodline.