The Grace of a Thousand Stars
If the first mistake was saving him, then this was definitely the second.
He sat, mesmerized by the voice which held no power in it, it was purely my voice, my controlled vocal cords working to create a tune which I often sang to my father, a famous lullaby that all merpeople knew of.
If I wanted, I could so easily have killed him, and I wonder if he knew that? Mermaids have a special vocal cord, one which is used when hypnotising prey to lure them in, a magical sound that you focus on your chosen victims, but as I sang to him, there was no magic in my voice.
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