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She gave me one of her mischievous smiles.

"Doesn't make it untrue. You don't believe me, then go pick up her journal. You read out of it when you freed him."

I glanced over at the book in the middle of the circle, along with the cracked open amulet. I could've pushed back more, scoffed at the tale, and refused to believe it. But my aunt never lied about this kind of thing. And I had the evidence in my room upstairs.

"He thinks I'm his queen," I murmured.

"You are a descendant of royalty, my darling," Aunty said.

I snorted and wiped the tears that had started up again.

"I'm overweight, still dealing with the emotional abuse of that asshole I married and I'm pretty sure I'm having an early midlife crisis. How the hell is that royal?"

"Oh, my little anemone, I wish you could see what I do."

I giggled at the nickname, and nodded.

"Me too. What am I supposed to do now though? Send him home?"

"Unless you go with him, he can't go home."

I jumped to my feet and stared at her, heart in my throat.

"What?" I screamed.

But my aunt just sat there like a fucking Force Ghost and smiled up at me.

"Give it a day, open yourself up. Not all men are like that mule you divorced, may he never again know the touch of a woman."

"But...but going to a sea kingdom?" I sputtered. "Like, under the water, rule the fish people kind of sea kingdom? That's what this is! That's my future or deal with him on land? That's no place for him, obviously! And all those beings, they're waiting for him."

"They're still asleep, at least until he comes home."

"Oh my fucking Christ!"

I pulled at my braid and started to pace. This just got worse and worse. If I kept him here, then a whole kingdom was trapped in a magical sleep. If I went with him...

What? What would happen? I'd live with a gorgeous Sea King the rest of my life, rule as Queen and get my fill of orgasms. But I'd miss things here too...but how much? NO! No, this is fucking crazy! I'm not fucking Ariel.

"Think about it," Aunty said as she got to her feet. "Give him a chance but don't take too long. The spell will return him to the amulet by the full moon."

"So I have..." I ran to her moon calendar and my stomach dropped. "I have until the day after tomorrow to decide if I'm leaving my life behind and doing this."

"My dear, what exactly do you have holding you here?" she asked, and I didn't have answer for her. "You were always meant for more. I saw it the moment you were born. Your magic never became exceptional because you were born to be a queen of the sea, not a witch on land. If you think about it, really think, you'll see that's why you never felt like you fit here. I love you, little anemone. I will see you again one day, though not soon."

"Aunty--" I reached for her, tears in my eyes as she faded away.

The last thing I saw was her smile and then I was alone again.

I stood there, absorbing everything she'd said. I could never hide anything from her, no matter how much I tried. She'd been right, I never felt like I fit. I was always too loud, too outspoken for my genteel mother. Not smart enough for my father. Not cool enough for my sister. And not enough of anything for that dog's asshole I'd married, may wine taste like vinegar to him for all eternity.

The few close friends I'd had in my life were all connected to the craft or were supernatural beings. But even those relationships had lacked something I could never put my finger on, and I was always left being an outsider.

Now I knew why. I was a descendant of a fucking Siren Princess!

"Well, this is some kind of fucking day and it's not even noon yet."

My heart wasraw when I had finally calmed myself down enough to leave the room. Everything was topsy turvy in my head. I'd never been the kind of person to dive into something without sitting with it for a while, examining every angle, asking every question. I needed to know the cost of a risk before I took it and that always took time.

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