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I exchanged my cherished talent—my melodious voice—for human legs, becoming the merman spouse of the suspicious Victor Cadwell. For millennia, I remained loyal to him, only to learn he had been nurturing another—a female of the sea near the Azurebrook Stream. Each evening, I observed their intimate encounters in the river's waters, their passion exposed under the lunar glow. "Oh... please be careful," she pleaded, her words quivering with a mix of discomfort and desire. "I've already caused you pain with the Soul Ember Stone. I can't handle such roughness..." Vic's voice grew harsh, his actions more forceful. "You'll bear

Siren's Lament, Betrayed by Legs and Love

It was I—or more accurately, my mermaid self from millennia past.


The elderly woman caressed my hair with such gentleness that it nearly brought tears to my eyes. "The Master spoke of your voice as the most enchanting in existence, likening it to the very essence of nature itself. What transpired to render you silent?"


My mind was a haze of bewilderment. I struggled to recall any link between myself and the individual she mentioned, but my memory yielded nothing. I had no recollection of him whatsoever.


"Hurry back, lest you catch a chill!" The man approached, draping a pristine arctic fox pelt over my shoulders and presenting me with an elegant warming device. His actions were so purposeful and considerate that I felt an odd sense of solace, despite my lingering confusion.


I gestured urgently, seeking answers: "Have we crossed paths before?"


Chapter 9