She knew I was coming…
Roxy knew that this was the moment she would finally get to know what was going on.
Queen Nerissa did not speak as she guided Roxy through the winding corridors of the royal castle. The ancient octopus-mermaid moved with a terrifying grace, her eight magnificent tentacles propelling her effortlessly through the water.
Roxy followed closely, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against her ribs. She kept her eyes forward, terrified that if she glanced down a side hallway, she might catch a glimpse of the royal nursery. She couldn't afford any distractions.
Finally, Nerissa pushed open a set of heavy, pearl-inlaid doors, ushering Roxy into her private sanctum.
For the first time, Roxy was able to truly see the beauty of Queen Nerissa's room. It was a breathtaking, abyssal garden. The walls were lined with soft, glowing anemones in shades of lavender and deep rose, casting a warm, comforting light.
