The siren's plan

What could they sirens be thinking now?

The question has been lingering in my mind for way too long now. A glass of wine in my hand and a person staring comcernlynat my back. Turning around, I find Laura wanting to speak something, but far too shy to do so.

"You can tell me, Laura." It has been a few hours since the sirens have poofed into thin air. Laura has been concerned for the kingdom since then.

Or maybe she is just thoughtful for herself and her hidden plan with the Sirens. Blood loving, ungracious sirens.

"Calm and collected. How are you experienced with their disappearance." Her shoulders up and body stiff, she asks me.

"Well," The breeze falls on my bare back as I smile, "They never left a note. Nor can I determine who was that for." I say. There is an unexplained contour in her face as I see under the moonlight. She approaches me, like a cautious deer against the lake shore,

"Then I'll be blessed if it was for you." Saying, she kisses my cheek to go to sleep. I smirk, under