"𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙, 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙. 𝘼𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧y, 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣'𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙, 𝙡𝙤𝙩'𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙩..."𝘼𝙣𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙝𝙖𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙮.
"𝙝𝙢, 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡'𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙚."
𝘼𝙣𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙪𝙡𝙜𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨. 𝙉𝙞𝙢𝙤𝙠𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙩.
𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡'𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝙞𝙛 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝘼𝙣𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣.
𝙉𝙞𝙢𝙤𝙠𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡'𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 extremely pale violet 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨, so faded they looked as a blind man's, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙣, 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙡𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡; 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙉𝙞𝙢𝙤𝙠𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖 𝙙𝙪𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚.
𝘽𝙪𝙩... 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 6 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙞me.. 𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙧 112- 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧; 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚.
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𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨.
"𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨... 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚... 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧!" 𝙃𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛. 𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙩, 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙒𝙃𝙊𝙇𝙀 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧. 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙝- 𝙮𝙚𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙋𝙡𝙪𝙨, 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.
𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖 𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚. 𝘼𝙣𝙣𝙚... 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩... 𝘼𝙣𝙝𝙚.
𝙃𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙: "𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡, 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙨?"
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙨 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜? 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙡𝙮.
𝘼𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙏𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙚𝙣 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙬.
𝙤𝙝 𝙣𝙤.
"𝙐-𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙚. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙪𝙝.." 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙬𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚.
"𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜? 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙙." 𝘼𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙙. 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙨 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘼𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨, 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙩, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩.
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FanfictionSirens, beautiful creatures that feast like vultures on humans who are unfortunate enough to cross their path. The sea beast and a prince whose ego and arrogance could never be subdued. Two unlikely souls who met on a path of fate, and burned each...
