This couldn’t be the end. I refused to let this be the end. In seconds, I would be dragged beneath the waves to be devoured by this monster. The woman had been so beautiful, her hair the perfect shade of gold, her skin creamy and lucious. I was taking my morning walk when she stumbled to me crying out in pain from her mangled and broken leg. She pleaded for help to the castle, the perfect damsel in distress. But the second I touched her, she had shifted into a Kelpie, one of the faerie horses of the sea. I realized my mistake too late, and before I knew it we were rushing towards the ocean.
I was under her spell, unable to break away. But she hadn’t allowed my mind to slip underl. She left enough soundness of mind for me to see my death’s approach, as if she savored every second of my blinding terror.
“Please,” My scream was that of a terrified child, but I didn’t think to be embarrassed. “Spare me, I’ll give you anything you ask!”
Anything? The words sounded in my mind in a phantom voice that was beautiful in pitch and hideous to its core. Even your throne, young princeling?
Don’t make deals with faeries. Everyone knew that. But the water was splashing my feet now. I screamed, fighting with all my strength against her hold. I didn’t have time to think, to consider anything but a horrible death. The dark abyss of the ocean couldn’t be my resting place.
“Yes.”
A soft laugh went through my mind, and I knew I had played into the beast’s plans perfectly. But all I felt was relief as the Kelpie turned from the ocean and slowed to a walk.
You have yourself a deal, Princeling.
She pulled me deeper into her spell, and the world went dark.
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