The Wild Mermaid by Mel Braxton

Author:Mel Braxton
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2020-04-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven:

Musings and Memories

Cora stirred to the sound of Maestro and Davit whispering at the table. Their voices were low, but she could make out the words. She kept her eyes closed and pretended she was still sleeping.

“Tomorrow then,” Davit said. “In the morning we’ll go to the stables. I talked with my friend, and he’ll help us. He’s a sympathizer, I trust him.”

“There are sympathizers?” Maestro asked.

“Amongst the…younger generations…there are some. It’s mostly talk, but this isn’t the first time my friend has helped someone leave Atlantis.”

Maestro paused for a long moment.

“Is that all right?” Davit asked.

“No—I mean—Yes that’s all right, better than I hoped for. Thanks for your help,” Maestro muttered. He cleared his throat. “It’s that I really had no idea that anybody cared. I mean, I suspected you did, but that there were more?” He hesitated, shaking his head. “I hadn’t realized I was so out of touch.”

“I admire you,” Davit said. “Many of us do. Most of us were children when…everything happened. It left a lasting impression on us.”

After another pause, Maestro switched topics. “Your friend will take us from the city, that’s perfect. All that remains is getting the three of us to the stables. I think keeping it straightforward is best. Sarina, Cora, and I will dress and act as mortals being transplanted, while you’ll swim beside us as our escort. If we move through the servants’ corridors, nobody will give us a second glance.”

“Agreed,” Davit said.

“Where will we go?” Maestro asked. “The Caves of Tetheris, perhaps?”

“That’s what I was thinking,” Davit agreed. Cora knew of the caves from myth. It was a nebulous cave system that had been abandoned ever since Atlantis destroyed the last of the Tetherean.

Their conversation shifted to the wellbeing of the choir, comparing notes on the health of its members and candidates for the next soloist. They discussed methods Davit could use to shield them from the worst of Queen Mari’s wrath.

Cora lost track of their words and drifted back to sleep. She lingered in a cloudy daze, too light for Kyla to call her to earth…

When she stirred the second time, Cora saw a strip of light, bright in the crack between the window and its closed curtain. There had been no windows in the choir room, and while she’d passed windows along corridors, she’d never had the luxury of looking.

Cora crawled towards it and peeked out of the corner.

She gasped to see the city of Atlantis sprawled out before her. She wanted to hate it, to be angry with all that it had cost humankind, but still, there was no denying the beauty and architectural marvel of the mer city.

The houses beyond the fortress were bright with colors and rooftop gardens bloomed with sprawling plants and brightly colored reefs. The city was much more than a place to live. This wasn’t a dense and uncomfortable population, but a city thriving under its establishment.

Mer stirred in the streets, and she found herself studying them. There was a vast marketplace where many of them bustled.

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