I watched cautiously from the sea at the couple arriving.
They seemed to genuinely care for her but I couldn't trust them.
My fins began to stand upright ready for an attack in case they tried anything.
My breathing went sharp and I was already seething.
But the woman simply bent down over Scarlett and seemed to check if she was breathing.
She looked back up at the man.
"She is alive." The woman replied softly.
The man breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who could leave such a beautiful child out here?" The woman asked looking around in confusion.
The man went on his knees and gently caressed her head in a paternal loving manner.
I finally assessed them properly.
Wondering what to do in that tensed moment.
The girl didn't even recognize who she was anymore.
I wondered if this was the right thing for her.
To find people who would take her in and take care of her.
I didn't trust her going back to the royal family.
Only the gods knew what would happen to her there.
