They came swimming towards her, each competing against the other to see who would get to their mistress first. Once or twice, Kelpie would turn to Avalon and try to rake her green skin with his long claws, only to be whipped in the face by the latter’s tentacles. Smiling, Araxie swam backwards, coaxing her pets further towards the safety of the cave she called home. She loved how they would obey her and stick by her side. They were more than just protection; they were company.
Unfortunately, her father didn’t seem to agree, announcing his presence with a bellow, “Araxie!” Spinning around, the young mermaid turned to meet his frustrated gaze. “Araxie, how many times have I told you? The Grindylows aren’t toys. I need them for the challenge today, and I can’t have you wearing them out.” …show more content…
She was his princess and could never remain angry for too long.
As she predicted, Trenton sighed, breathing out a few bubbles as he looked at her. She gave him a smile, revealing her beautifully maintained, sharp teeth. Shaking his head, he looked up through the murky water towards the surface, seeing the barest hints of sunlight. Araxie didn’t know how he could tell, but her father always seemed to use that method to tell the