Bought by the Feral Billionaire
The ten-month-old prince was completely calm, his silver-gold eyes gazing out at the dark storm outside with quiet, curious fascination, totally immune to the fear that would grip a normal infant.
"Deployment parameters set, Alpha King," Marcus called out over the comms from the main bridge. "The Leviathan has ascended to two thousand feet below sea level. It’s creating a massive hyper-pressurized sea-vortex that is threatening to trigger a tsunami across the southern coastline. If it breaches the surface, its aquatic Qi will flood the regional atmosphere."
"It won't breach the surface," Clara stated with absolute, queenly authority, her white-gold frost-fire flaring around her boots.