The darkest part of the sea

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Chapter 2: The sunlightzone

My eyes follow the guard as he directs me towards the palace. He seems to be a captain, for he wears a amour of gold. The helmet resembles the waves viewed from the surface. Not that i ever had the privileges of seeing that sight. No. I am not even allowed to leave the palace without guards and "supervision" Talk about a overprotectif parent. Well.. Not like that stops me though. Years and years of sneeking away, made me quite the sneaker. I would probably be able to sneak in and out of every place in the castle. I know the Schedule of the guards, so it is a piece of cake. Besides they don't form the problem. No the problem are my overprotectif brothers. All 5 of them are ignorant bastards. Ofcourse i love them, but they.. They just don't understand. Never. Not anything. The thing that makes them ignorant though is the fact that they won't even listen. Not at all. They don't try to either. No they all want to live their own live, so they just pass down the throne. That isn't what pisses me off though. I mean i totally get that you don't want your life decided for you by some stupid law or traditions or other people. And not to be arogant or something, but their temper would get in the way too. No what makes me furious is the fact that eventhough they chose not to let that happen to them, they force me to marry. And to a guy i have never met before! How dare they! Just because i am a girl and for that they thing i am not capable of ruleing a kingdom! No i am not capable of that, but some boy from adel is. A child that grew up ignorant and lazy. Probally foolish too. Did he studied the laws? No. Did he studied our economy? No. Does he know about our politics? Our enemies? Our army? The fragile balance between all our species? No no and no. Yet i did. From birth i have studied these things. Only driven by my endless curiousity, for all they taught me were princesses manners and ways. But do they know that? No, for they never listen to me. They all write me off as some stupid naïve child. No matter what solution i came up with, they just waved it away as if i was sugguesting what colour the table ware should be. And oh irony. Those are precise the thing they do ask off me. Not because they value my opinion, No just because they are too damn lazy to learn etiquette. But i learned how to deal with that. To unnoticed sugguest ideas. To subtily tell the salution. But i am sick of that. And no way that i will continue with that. If i am forced to marry, i will never be able to truely help this country. For my "husband" will that have the highest power. Ugh it just sickens me to think about it. The way all men try their best to court me. To gain that power. To make me fall in love with them. Just to become king. To think they would use something as beautifull and pure as love to gain something as simple minded as power. The guard clears his trought, which causes me to snap out of my thoughts. He points with his tritant towards the gigantic golden doors, but manages to hit a vase off it's standart. It falls to the ground in shatters. You shake you head. Sure the weapons represent the tritant of the king ,the very object that has protected us for years, but it isn't practical. Stress and discomfort spitt of the guards expressions when he spotted my action. He starts to sutter an apology. 'i-i s-sincerly ap-pologise m-my lady' he stutters lacking any form of false respect. The honest way he speaks causes me to smile warmly. A small giggle makes it's way over my lips and i see the stress of the guard disappear from his face. 'no problem sir' is my awnser. He nodds firmly, obiviously glad that i am not angry with him. He quickly tries to clean up the mess, but in his hurry he cuts him self. The water arround his hand turns into a crimson red, which causes my smile to become a worried frown. I quickly grab his hand causing him to look utterly confused. 'm-my lady.. W-what are y-you doing?' he ask suprised. I grab my shell necklace in my left hand and put my right one on his wound. Come on! What were the words.. I know i read them in that book. Oh yeah! Momento asarac!
The guards face shows akwarsness now as i start to whisper it into the shell. I close my eyes and focus on the words. I can feel the water around the wound grow warmer ,almost hot, as i keep repeating the incantation. Suddenly the water turns back to cold. Did it work? I slowly open my eyes to see the guard's suprised face. I quickly look at his hand. A small scar is the only proof that there actualy was a wound to begin with. I feel my mouth fall open in suprise.. It worked..it actually worked! Yes! Yes yes yes! After all this practice it worked!
My little celebration is disrupted by the guard 'h..how did you do that?' asks he absolutely confused. 'i..' i start. Ik took me a whole lot to gain this locket, i don't want to lose it.. 'i learnt to use healing magic from my father' i lie. The guards looks up from his hand. He just stares in wonder. I start to feel uncomfortable when i realise i am expected in the ball room. 'sir? I do not mean to cause trouble, but i should realy enter now' the guards nodds ,still in shock, and walks away. As my hands lay on the door and i am about to open the door, i hear the guard mumble: ' who knew the little mermaid knew some tricks..'
When i turn around in order to glare at the guard i meet a suprised face. A boy ,maybe a few years older than me, is standing in front of me. His scales are dark blue at the bottom, almost black, and turn into a lovely lightblue. He wears a golden necklace on his neck with a small figure of kraken. He is clearly a royal and is ,i guess, handsome. He is slightly muscular, what suggest that he hunts. He obviously has put a lot of work in his looks. His short brown hair flows in the waves and his dark blue eyes are wide with suprise and couriosity. I can stop my eyes from rolling just in time and realise i am still glaring. I quickly put on a smile and bow. 'Could i be of service, sir ?' i say with a fake happy tone. His eyes seem to soften and his lips turn into a goofy smile, showing of his perfect teeth. I can't belive people buy the fake smile crap. I see his mouth open to awnser me and i swear if he is going to say anything flirty i will. 'N-no miss, thank you' he stutters. I strugle to keep a natrual expression. It is uncommen for a royal to stutter ,stuck up people, and the only reason he mabye would, was if he knows who i am. Which i doubt since i am not in the attire fitting for a princess. 'Well then. May i know who you are, sir?' i ask. I wonder... If he is the boy who i am forced to marry. I hope not. For eventhough he clearly cares about looks, i begin to.. Well not like him, but more not hate him. At least he is not rude or obnoxious. Yet. That may come later. They are all the same after all.
'i a-am.. M-my n-name is e-ethan' he stutters. Ethan huh... Does not ring a bell. 'Well ethan' i fake smile again 'It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is' BANG!
The opens with a loud noise, interrupting my sentence. My father and another gray haired and bearded man stept through the door, loudly talking and laughing. Both of them are wearing expensive tail decorations, my father's in the form of the waves and the stranger's in the vorm of tentacles. So this must be the nobel whose son I have to fall in love with. Assuming the tentacles are also from a kraken, this man is ethans father. Conferming that ethan is the ass who I have to marry. I can feel anger boiling up inside me. Keep a straight face. Don't show it. Now. Lift the corners of your mouth. Fake smile. Loose the angery look.
I manage to change my expression just in time. 'Thereg she is!' my father bulders 'Our little mermaid! My beautiful daughter!' I quickly bow while turning my head down, hiding the disgust on my face. They didn't noticed. Yet I can just sense the shock arround ethan as he realized who i am ' You see my friend! Isn't she exactly as I told you! And young earl ethan! My how much you've grown! You have become a real man!' I see ethan bow as i glance to my right. The shock is now replased with respect. 'It is an honor to meet you sir' the honesty in his voice suprises me. My father just nodds 'Well son...' ethans father says with a demanding tone 'Aren't you going to great the princess' what. A. Hypocryt. Like he greated me. 'Y-yes father' ethan stutters while turing to me. 'I-It is a pleasure to m-meet you princess' he says while bowing again. I can see his father looking rather dissatisfied at him. Remember to bring that up later. 'I believe the pleasure is all mine' i awnser while bowing back.