ᴘᴏsᴇɪᴅᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ

The first time I saw her was when Father and I were visiting another part of his kingdom. I had snuck away to see the humans. Odd little creatures. And then I saw her. A little girl playing in the sand. Her dark curly hair crowning her face. Her olive colored skin shining.
Each summer she went to the same beach where I was waiting for her. Denara, her name was. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.
A short story.