Chapter 390:
Marina
I watch as he watches her swim in the waters below, leaning on the deck of The Bunny. His arms are crossed, his posture relaxed, his eyes soft.
The mermaid drifts through the waves like she was born there,sleek and graceful and otherworldly.
She was born there, I remind myself.
She's not human.
"Your Highness, you should be careful," I warn him.
He turns. Blinks. As if he'd forgotten I existed.
"Oh, Marina?" He smiles that easy, charming smile that used to make my heart skip. "What are you talking about?"
"Do not forget." I step closer, lower my voice. "She's not human."
"I may have noticed." He waves at the mermaid. She waves back, her dark hair floating on the water, her blue eyes bright.
I clench my jaw.
"One thing I've learned living on the water," I say, "is that every rumor, every myth, every tale—they all come from a basis of truth. The sea does not lie."
He doesn't take me seriously.
