Romans & histoires First Son Of The Sea

The baby was coming. +××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××+ At the heart of the Encrient sea, on fantascia colossal island,divided into several smaller islands by a Web of rivers,king Herald had decided to take his wife and fourteen year old son out to the beach at the edge of the island instead of the usual one that surrounded their castle in the middle the island. He had sent the royal guards back to the castle for the morning just to get a little bit of privacy. But of course he couldn't send Bailewick away because he needed someone to watch his sin while he enjoyed a romantic picnic by the sea with his beloved queen.

"The thing in the trench. The First One. What is it?" Marcus's face went pale. Even in the firelight, I could see the color drain. "Where did you hear that name?" "I met it. It rose from the ocean. Dr. Reinhart woke it." Marcus closed his eyes. His hands shook. "The First One is not a Variant," he said. "It is the source. The original. Silas did not create the Variant DNA. He stole it. From a creature that has been sleeping at the bottom of the ocean for ten thousand years."

I recognize their style of dress—sailors, like the ones my father sends out fishing on the vast ocean. Now, the gentle rocking of the room makes sense. I’m on a ship, and we’re already at sea. Icy terror shivers up my spine. I’m alone at sea with these evil men. No one knows I’m here. But my mate is the Sea-King Alpha…. He can find me, right?

I smiled at him, “I also like these platters. But out of all the food there is, why is seafood his favorite? Mister, what is your son's name? “ “Samuel Aaron Del --------” “Don't ever dare tell her my name,” a voice cut the old man’s sentence. That arrogant and aggressive man of pride! “Why so rude? Your name is so ugly! Samuel Aaron- hmph, old fashioned too! “ His father laughed. Aaron looked like he was about to hit me with the chair when he heard me making fun of his name. Me on the other hand has a simple but cute name, Sena Sontoria.

I said to her. “My real name is Amansinaya, the goddess of the sea.” She said and smiled. I was spaced out on the way home. So that just happened, I just met a goddess named Amansinaya. Now that I got my memory back, I can’t help but think about the mermaid. Whenever I think about her, my heart throbs fast. I open the door of our house. As the time I opened it, mom greeted me, “Did you passed out again? Are you alright dear?” Mom said. I looked at her and nodded.

He would feel the burning of the smoke in his lungs, forever. My soul grew weaker and weaker, my form becoming transparent. Just then, I heard a familiar song. The Requiem of the Sea. I turned my head and saw them. My father, the Sea King, my mother, the Queen, and my sisters, the princesses of the sea. They shimmered before me, clad in formal robes of sea-silk, a soft blue light radiating from them as they held out their hands to me. "Marina, my child. It's time to come home," my father's voice was as warm as a spring wind. "You've suffered enough."

My voice cracks—a clear sign of weakness, but her hand tightens around mine, telling me that she does not care. “ I landed in the sea. ” I whisper, closing my eyes. “ I thought it was the end. The water was cold, and the pain…it was unbearable. For a moment, I think I died. Everything was just black, and there was nothing around me…But then, I heard a voice. A whisper in the waves. It told me that I was the son of the sea, that I couldn’t die in the water I was born to rule. ” I sigh, going silent for a moment. My fingers find their way to her hair, caressing the soft locks, wrapping them around my forefinger.