A familiar head of inky hair watched Aengus skip away with his new shell and sketch with a smile on her now relaxed face. She knew those evil humans were not to be trusted, but this one was strange.
He did the selkie ritual for marriage, but he didn't seem to notice her as a wife. She has heard horror stories about Selkies being trapped and abused, and the only escape is suicide, but this guy was... weird. It's like he didn't even know who she was. Did he know?
She began pacing and panicking. This man didn't even know her name, let alone know that she was. She had to properly introduce herself, given that their first meeting ended with her fainting from an anxiety attack. She had to give him something personally; that's the wifely thing to do.
The selkie girl strighted out her light gray shawl and long jet black skirt and made her way towards the ferries, on a mission to the mainland to get a gift for her unsuspecting husband.
YOU ARE READING
The Overseer of The Isles
RomanceA light house worker meets someone a tad magical. And now they have to work through the trials and tribulations of each other's worlds. will romance blossom or will they have to abandon ship?
