A fairytale of a beautiful maiden, the beloved Frost Flower Princess was supposed to be staying in the comfort of her castle masquerading as a cage to protect her from the dangers outside, imprisoned by her own brothers.
That is, until a mysterious...
* "Come on you poor unfortunate soul! Go ahead! Make your choice! I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day. It won't cost much. Just your voice!"
** Octavinelle Dorm - Azul's Room
Azul pushed open the door to his private chambers, the dim blue lighting glinting off the massive tank that dominated the space. His eyes instantly fell on Y/n, trembling in his arms, her delicate hand pressed against her chest. His brow furrowed, worry flashing briefly across his features—but not for what she saw. No, Azul was blissfully unaware of the vision haunting her mind, the echo of ink and a pen.
"Shh... my poor Angelfish," he murmured, stroking her cheek. "You needn't fear anything. I'll take care of you."
He carried her to his bed and gently laid her down, his gloved hands trembling slightly as he began to undress her. His pale cheeks flushed, lips pressed into a thin line as he whispered to himself, "Th-there's nothing to be embarrassed about... this is simply necessary. The potion will work perfectly..."
Piece by piece, he stripped her garments away until her body was bare, vulnerable before him. When he noticed her legs instinctively clinging together, his breath caught. "How lovely... she's already preparing," he whispered, more to himself than to her.
Azul climbed the steps to the great tank, unfastening the top. With delicate reverence, he lowered Y/n into the glowing water. Immediately, the liquid shimmered with a soft luminescence as the potion took hold. Azul's breath hitched, his glasses fogging slightly as he leaned forward to watch. Before his eyes, her form shifted—legs fusing, scales glimmering faintly in the water—until the beautiful figure of a mermaid floated before him.
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His blush deepened into a feverish flush, and a dark smile crept across his face. "Ahh... perfection. My Angelfish... finally..."
From the edge of the tank, Azul reached for the prepared restraints—ornate silver chains etched with runes of suppression, crafted with a potion that sapped a Spirit's strength. He clipped them carefully around her wrists, the sound of metal clicking into place echoing through the chamber. The chains were long enough for her to swim and drift, but escape was impossible.
"You'll never leave me now..." he whispered with a soft laugh, eyes gleaming with both adoration and madness. "You're finally where you belong."
He closed the lid of the tank with a decisive snap and sealed it with a key he tucked carefully inside his pocket. Slowly, Azul descended the steps, his gaze locked onto her slumbering form as she settled on the velvet futon resting at the bottom of the tank. From his vantage point at the front, he pressed a kiss against the glass directly over her lips, his breath fogging the surface.
