𝙎𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 (𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚!𝙈.𝙎𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙓𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧)

Chapter 1

As the gush of the ocean waves slams against the withered rocks, the ship came to a creaky stop. The flag raised high, with crowds that acclaimed and greet. Young, fellow men went and waved with a chin held high.

They all ascended from the port and to the ground with a gleaming beam. Their eyes darted around the crowd as to seem more appealing than they are.

"Merrik!" they all yelled. The women squealed with flatter as some men backed away with a spiteful glare, feeding ones envy at it's fullest. The galad of sunrise revealed itself from the people as to say hello to the victorious hero. A tall young man walked out of the ship, making the rendezvous of a throng come forward.

Merrik, a charming young man whom people had adored. An excellent fellow that traveled along the blue seas to venture and kill the notorious Emeraldsnare that wiped and wrecked both mortals and ships. A four headed monster with marine nymph ears and scales that were of blue and green.

The Emeraldsnare's eyes were of a crystal green that shun so bright, that the voices from its eye can linger you through its whispering woo. An Emeraldsnare's jade was considered to be the heart of the ocean across the village of Kieshfah, for it brings those who owns it to their demising death and tragedy from the deepest of oceans.

The king's men all pushed them back to protect the fellow hero from any sustainable injuries to be met with. He flattered his hazel green eyes, waving his hand around the port as he combed his other olive hand through his silky, curled black hair that was met of the same color of the night sky.

A curved smile was plastered on his face while the crowd called his name out to heed them any attention. The heels of the horses clicked on the stone pavement floor, arriving at the sight of the fellow young man. "Sir Merrik, his majesty had been delighted of your return to Kieshfah." a man spoke with his eyes glued to the ground, lowering the upper part of his body with a hand placed firmly to his heart.

He was a neat gentleman, with not even one strand of hair out of place from his slowly whitening hair. He stood back up straight, fixing the wrinkles from his coat without even a glimpse of any wrinkled part of his butler attire. The young hero crossed his arms and laughed to himself quietly while he tapped his foot on the stone floor.

"Have I not sent enough letters to his majesty, good man?" he threw his hands up, the throng falling down to a silence with innumerable pairs of eyes darted towards the fellow hero. "Sir?"

"I am not to marry his daughter. Never I say!" the young hero bellowed with furrowed brows, his slight temper needing the need of control. The gentleman in front of him nod his head calmly, wishing to leave the crowd but would be caught dead like a rat if he returned to the imperial palace empty handed.

He sighed to himself and swallowed down the trepidation that he had sensed. "I do not think the king would like that answer, sir," he replied back slowly, "Perhaps it's better to discuss those matters with his majesty, sir." the fellow added, tilting his head downwards as to avoid any eye contact with the intimidating stare of the man that stood in front of his figure.

Merrik looked around, sliding his hands back to his worn out pants and sighed to himself, a strand of his raven hair falling back between his eyes. He looked at the gentleman at the corner of his eye who twiddle with his thumps to pass by time.

The young hero turned his whole body back to the fellow butler and nod his head slightly with eyes shut close, "Fine." he muttered out and went inside the carriage that was wide open.

As time passed by, he were to reside in the palace floors as he lived with luxury with a fiancé that he was forced to be bewitched and wooed. As the clock ticks with its ringing bells of the cathedral, there they went as to sail off in the blue seas to their honeymoon.