A Mermaids Rage

"AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"

Glass shattered on t he marble floor as a frighten maid stared in fright at the grand stair case. Shocked at the blood curling scream that had echoed out. Rushing feet made her head turn as Prince David followed by his close friend Charlie burst throw the hallway that connected to the dinning room.

She bobbed a quick curtsy as he rushed by, racing up the stairs to the room the scream came from. How strange she thought. Her lord had brought home a strange young women, covered in David’s coat. She had not stirred when David laid her to sleep in one of his guests rooms, nor did she awaken when Alice herself tried to ride her early this morn. Like the dead she slept.

Alice dared not ask why her lord had brought a naked women home, it was not her place to question. But she could not help but wonder, as she knelt to pick up the broken bits of her tear set from the floor.

What Lady Marie would think of this...

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Pain, like her very bone of her body was being ripped away from her.

Lily laid upon the floor, her face twisted in pain, tears falling down her eyes. The covers of the bed she was tucked into was tossed away, leaving her to lay in a simple night gown. Lily awoken from her deep sleep, confused and bewildered. Was she dreaming?

She stared at what seems to be folded sheets, hung neatly over a wooden beam. Light danced across the ceiling and walls, the sounds of birds whispering to her ears. This was nothing like the sea.. it was more warm... Very dry... Closing her eyes tot he bright world, a deep sigh slipped throw her lips. She felt sage, relaxed. Circled in a bed of clouds besides the rough surface of coral sponges. It had to be a dream... A smile touched her face then, perhaps she would see her dear friend. Hear her sweet voice and feel her soft touch before she was ripped away.

That was when she remembered.

Like a flash, her eyes snapped open and her body jerked up. She looked upon the room in fear, in confusion. Where was she?! What had happen?! Thinking back, she remembered being upon the sand of the beach, drinking the potion and feeling such pain.. But everything blacked out then. Why was she not on the beach any more? Fear grabbed her. With a shove, she pushed herself to her feet and rushed forward.

and the pain hit.

The very first steps she took, pain shot up her legs like crashing waves. She paused in mid walk as her legs buckled under her, her bones feeling as thou someone ran and struck her legs with an rock. Shattering. A scream ripped from her throat as she fell, hitting the floor roughly. Her body trembled terribly, tears falling down her eyes. Her legs were on fire, her legs..

Looking down slowly, her vision blurred from her tears, she stared in awe at what had grown from her hips. No longer did she see her tail, not a speck of a golden snarl. What laid instead were two longs, long and slender. Golden tan skin covered her. Ten toes, perfect and curved, far better then she had thought.

She had legs...

Slowly she reached, touching her shin, feeling the warm skin. She was in awe, beside herself. She was so caught up at the thought of having legs, that she did not hear the door of her room slam open.

David stood panting, his eyes wide with worry. Just a few moments ago he was sitting at his table enjoying a good meal with his dear friend when a scream like the night before rattled throw his house. But what greeted him made his breath stop short and his pulse race. His golden red hair women from the shore laid upon the floor before him. Her slender body of curves and softness draped in a night gown that hardly did anything to hide her rising and falling breasts, those whiskey colored nipples pressing against the white thin fabric. The skirt was raised up to her hip, baring her long legs, his eyes watching her hand trace down along her thigh to her knee. Like a temptress, becking him closer to her. Her innocence touch caused his loins to grab tight and his brow to coat in sweat. But he snapped out from his thought when his friend cleared his throat.

"Well.. Your one lucky bastard. This is quiet a catch." David turned to his friend, remembering he too was with him. David snarled a little, seeing his friends eyes rest upon the women’s breasts, a grin touching his lips. 'First you had the lady with the long red hair and now you gone and got yourself another." With an oath he shoved his friend out the door, which only earned a spurge of curses.

"Leave, I need to speak with her."

His friend protested, wanting to see more, but only snorted and complained when the door was slammed in his face. "I wasn’t going to do anything." He muttered tightly. "Not yet any way." But with a toss of his hand he turned and made his way back down the hall. If he was going to be treated like such, he might as well take the time he has alone and rob his friend of his good brandy.

He smirked, "That'll show him."

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Silence lingered between Lily and David. Not a word, not a movement could be made. Lily stared upon him with confusion yet stubbornness. If he was the person whom brought her to this strange place, she would kill him if he so tries to harm her. She may be weak now, but she will not stay such forever. With a grunt she pushed herself to sit up slowly, her arms trembling from the after shocks of the pain. But with a sigh she managed to get herself to sit up, her legs curled before her lightly, the collar of her night gown slipped off her right shoulder, causing it to graze down along to her elbow, baring her skin and even her breast.

David choked on his words at the display and cursed. Shoving away from the door, he removed the coat he wore, moving himself closer to her. She started back, her face twisted in fear as her arms rose to protect herself, ready to fight if needed. But he came to a slow stop before her and knelt, moving slowly so she could not flee. She was like a scared child. A soft smile touched his face as he wrapped the coat around hr closer, blocking her nude form. "There." He whispered. "Now... Better?"

She jerked a little the moment the coat touched her, the warmth and scent of him circling her nose. It was...nice.. Her fingers curled into the collar lightly, holding it close to her as this man sat before her fully. He was.... Handsome. Dirty blonde hair, soft blue eyes. Tan skins showing how he stood under the sun. His smile was very gentle and warming.. She could feel her very blood rush to her cheeks and a tingle that hit her between her thighs... She liked it not. But staring at him, she frowned.

"First things first. My dear... What is your name?"