Sure, if my home was being attacked, my parents would want me to be safe. They would send someone to take care of me. I was healthy and fine. Yet, I had a Guardian with me. All the time. It was infuriating. What was so different about this princess? It took a few minutes before Shelly answered with a, "I don't know why they sent her without protection. It's not the norm. I plan on finding out when I get to the Kingdom." We needed answers. I deserved to know how much trouble this princess was getting my family into. "Good," I blew out. Shelly leaned against the sink and observed the ceiling. This was her 'something was up' stance. Whatever it was, I hoped it wasn't too disastrous. If anything, and it was serious, it would give the king another reas

The ringtone from my cell phone blasted through the room. It had for the past few minutes. There was a part of me who wanted to watch it ring without picking it up. The other part, the obedient son, knew the consequences of neglecting his mother’s call. She was a crazy person. This was the main reason she never rang more than twice. The first would be considered as a missed call. The second would be intentional, not even if it was not. Mom was never the person to piss off. If anyone thought my temper was bad, my mother’s was worse. And unlike me, she didn’t care. I vacuumed a nostril of sea air for courage and answered the phone, hoping my voice sounded and my face appeared chirpy enough. “Hi, Mom. How's the city life?”I forced a smile. Mom had a motherly sixth sense to know when things were going to shit. She often video calls to let me know she knew everything was going on in my life despite her location. Those calls were happenin

The room grew quiet as everyone watched the prince leave. Shelliot didn't seem surprised, but Alex, Sophia, and I were. The prince had made it very clear he was not on board with Alex practicing with us. Now, not only had he changed his mind about Alex, but he wanted Sophia to train with us too. That was even better than the first plan. The smug look on Shelliot’s face proved she had something to do with the prince’s change of heart. This went to show the prince listened to the advice of his subjects. A Father often said a great King was one who listened to his people. “Okay,” Shelliot said, gathering our interest. “We should get started before it gets too late.” Her eyes met Sophia and Alex. “Can you two change into something you would not mind getting wet?” Alex glanced at himself. Sophia dragged a hand through the end of her ponytail. “I have clothes here. I think there are s

No one told me the communication box called a cell phone could be so entertaining. There were challenging things called games one could play. Some were harder than others. The creation even could allow one to watch movies or clips. Humans were so intelligent, they made the cellphone so it could also talk. For a small thing, the communication box was marvelous. It sucked that I could not return to the ocean with one of them. Maybe I could and would be able to keep it as a treasure. Even if he was not working. It would just become a trophy to remind me of my time on land. Mother kept most of her land treasures among her other possessions. No doubt, once I return home, merfolks would be gathering to hear my stories as much as they did to my mothers. One of these things would surely sell my story. Others would become envious. I used to daydream about land. It was far better than my fantasies. Sometimes far worse. 

The pillow moved and I pulled it closer. It was so comfortable. My fingers were hitched on something. Something like… Wait, it didn’t matter. I was asleep. It was nice to sleep, so relaxing. The pillow moved again. Could it do that? It became bright. Who the hell was in my room? Why did they open the blinds? I was going to kill Alex or Sophie. My eyelids flashed open. Bad idea. It was too bright. The sun. I moved. Water. I was… Fuck! What happened last night replayed in my head. My eyes opened again. The mermaid! There she was, looking at me. I opened my mouth and ingested too much water. I swam to the surface, gasping once there. The mermaid came up moments later with my pillow. She handed it to me. Someone blocked the sun. No, three people did. I looked up in the faces of my friends and my guardian. “Sleep well?” Shelly asked. It sounded more like a tease with a hint of irritation. I was not even s