Claiming her Reign
The Holy Power kicked in, taking over the respiratory function and stabilizing my vessel, but the sheer relief was physical.
I pressed my cheek against her foam-like hair and whispered into the water.
“I’m here. Please, be calm now, little Goddess. I am not the enemy, and I am not leaving you.” I tightened my grip on the small, shivering body. “I am going to protect the sea, no. We’re going to protect all the water resources, Marina.”
At the word 'we,' Marina’s heartbreaking sobs hitched and stopped completely. She went rigid in my arms, then slowly pulled back just enough to look up at my face. Her indigo eyes, still swimming with tears, searched mine with an ancient longing.
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