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shed packing your bags!" Mother sho

where are you?" She called out again and I sigh

d. I hear her footsteps move around my bed, slowing down as sh

p playing these games anymore." She sighs, g

to God knows where, to marry someone I don't know anything about!" I rant, "how i

ed by the King and Queen themselves." I roll my eyes discretely, '

tter." I mutter. "How sure are you that t

fingers gently caress my cheek and I close my eyes instin

be real" I look into her striking grey eyes, "I want what you

wn at our intertwined hands and sigh. We are quiet for a

three months, you can come home." She sighs. I look deep into her

gree and s

o the airport." With that, she kisses my temple and walks out leaving me alone in my be

months. I'll just live out the three months, and come back h

That wi

urally long dark-curly locks to air-dry. With a swipe of mascara- to make the grey in my eyes pop- I dab a bit of lip-gloss and take one last look in the m

ile in return, "the car awaits you do

u Harry." I sm

hey notice me, they seem to be having a whispered conversati

dia.'' my father whispered. I tried to concentrate and lis

te

she can't--

ove a little clos

into.'' I hear my mother sigh a little loud

my presence known. My parents

standing in front of them with an arched brow. Father clears hi

initely hidi

g to hide it by hiding her face in the crook of Father

tely hiding

ms as he takes my arm linking it with

be" I say, sarcasm d

eating hall, where breakfast has already been set. My parents sit on either head of t

y ignored my questions. My parents wouldn

Secrets are a bi

r you darling" father smiles a

unity?"

." Technically I didn't have a choice. I nod with a forced smil

ill definitely be happy." Mother beam

wever, you mu

ruth about our family." Father looks over at mother

smiles a sad smile, while fath

.'' I say to no one in particular and look out the

re the Heir to the throne, you need someone to rule by your side

it have to be arranged?'' I ask seem

n invitation of sorts, think of it as a chance to get to know ea

n his face, ''and that is true.'' mother adds with the same look evident o

er is the type of King who doesn't show much emotion to the public, he always has a rather stern look, he's always serious. He is the kind of person that is interesting t

ept my hair, I like to think I have dark hair

ng anyone notices, are as grey and mesmerising as the moon, they contrasts well with her complexion. Her wild hair is dark- long and curly, just above her

s a

ngerous actually. But, they are also th

ight-so I've always been told. As much as it was forbidden for Sirens and Humans to ever

r, they banned her from never returning back to the ocean, and ever since that day, she never

and live as a human. It was hard for her at first, but eventually, she adapted to th

kid, but every time I did ask them I was always told the same story, and eventual

sed. I crawled out of the water screaming for help, thinking I was going to have a tail forever. Luckily, my father heard my screams and came rushing to the shore. When he saw me, he was shocked. He carried me all the way to th

, I am ha

ther is the kind of love I wish to have one day. Its pure, its raw, its beautiful, and it shows in the way they talk to each other, the way they look at each

at the same time. With one last final goodbye, I hopped into the awaiting vehicle and off we went. Sitti

a lie. He will never know the truth about me. I sighe

the most clearest and bluest waters. not many people know of our little kingdom,

ead of me to the airport