The Sea Witch (The Era of Villains Book 1) by Valfroy S.J

Author:Valfroy, S.J. [Valfroy, S.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-10-14T22:00:00+00:00

“You were right, Father,” said Triton. “It’s time for me to settle down and start focusing on my royal obligations. I need a smart, kind, and ambitious mermaid to rule at my side and to continue on the family bloodline, and I’ve found that mermaid. I don’t want to have any more dinner parties or wait until the end of the month to choose. There’s no need.”

Triton held Serena’s hand. They were in the throne room, floating in front of Poseidon— sitting in his octopus throne—like merfolk requesting an audience. The only difference was that they were up on the throne pedestal instead of staying humbly down near the open floor below. Light poured in through the many windows carved into the stone, feeding the anemones and various sorts of coral (some yellow-orange and tube-like, others pink and fan-like) growing in pots hung on the walls. Serena leaned into Triton’s side, at ease, unspeakably happy and in love after the dream-like night before. They had talked into the early hours of the morning, learning each other’s likes and dislikes, dreams and fears. Triton had more to learn than Serena; she had been observing him from afar for years, while he had never even noticed her until the day she had “accidentally” bumped into him in the atrium. But observing from afar could only tell her so much. Last night, she had learned that he loved clams, but hated sea grass. His favorite battle technique was using a trident (though he wouldn’t be allowed to hunt with the magical Trident until he was king) and a net. He loved to swim with dolphins at play. He did it every weekend in the early morning. She had been correct about his sense of duty and his caring heart. His tone changed when he talked about his people. Normally, he spoke loudly and happily, with lots of enthusiasm and hand gestures. When he talked about taking care of his people, his tone grew serious and gentle, his hand gestures more subdued. They had discussed magic—Serena’s and the Trident’s—and Serena’s heart had warmed when his eyes grew bright and he nodded his agreement with vigor as she talked about using both forms of magic to help the merpeople, not lord it over them and force them to pay extravagant sums for it. And talking hadn’t been all they’d done. His touch set her on fire. His kiss made her feel lightheaded and powerful all at once, her magic singing in her veins each time his lips met hers.

Poseidon looked at their clasped hands with disdain, and the happy bubble in Serena’s chest popped. The look was all too familiar; she had seen it on another beautiful face set below a crown.

“You’ve found a maid, you mean,” said Poseidon. “This is your idea of doing justice to the bloodline? You choose the most common of common folk? And not just any maid either; the maid who spited your mother so. The maid your mother would never have let touch you, much less marry you.

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