The Luna Choosing Game
Together we swam to where Elva was asking the merfolk servant questions about the food.
“And what’s this one?”
“Sea bass,” the woman said.
“And this?” Elva pointed.
“Lobster.”
Elva tried each of them, and soon, I joined her. Seafood like this wasn’t on our usual dining list, so I wanted to take advantage. Nicholas watched us both with an endearing look and a soft smile.
Before long, a group of merfolk children, some wearing narrow crowns of strung together pearls, approached Elva. They swam in small circles around her, until she laughed.