#untoldadventures

[sirensought]

@untoldadventures  said  ;  "After our mother died, we were forbidden from going to the surface. You are the first human I've seen in years." (From Indira)

❛ i  hope  i'm  not  a  disappointment. ❜  he  regretfully  replies,  an  awful  attempt  at  lightening  the  conversation.  he  wanted  to  ask  more  about  her  mother  and  her  previous  experiences  with  humans  but  he  realizes  this  may  not  be  the  appropriate  moment  for  that.  he'd  save  his  curiosity  for  another  time.  ❛ it  must  be  an  incredible  feeling  rediscovering  something  you've  been  away  from  for  so  long. ❜

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"You're so much like Mother." (From Indira)

◤‧₊˚🦀˚₊‧⁺˖ ARIEL◢         ---  it’s not the first time these words have been spoken to her. each time they arouse a mixture of conflicting emotions within her. the two most prominent being pride && sorrow in equal measure. she was so little when she died her memories of her now are painfully vague. sometimes she wonders if even the few memories she does have are accurate or simply things her mind made up to fill in the blanks left behind in the wake of a tragedy. ❝ father says that a lot, but like it’s a bad thing. ❞ she muses with some humor, smirking a little.

but it fades, her brows furrow and she twirls an auburn loc around her finger. playing with her hair is a habit she tends to do when something is on her mind. ❝ indira? i’m scared that someday i’ll forget her entirely. my memories of her are already so…practically non-existent. i used to think i remembered the sound of her voice, how it sounded when she would sing me to sleep but even that’s begun to fade with time. ❞ she confides in a moment of uncommon vulnerability, if she could shed tears she would do so in this moment. ariel has always tried to be the sunshine of her family, the bringer of joy && laughter.

part of her feels like she doesn’t deserve to grieve their mother like her sisters && father do. she hadn’t known her like they did as long as they did. she’s only starting to realize now that the loss fostered a different type of grief in her —- the sorrow of never being able to grow up with a mother to guide her, to comfort her. the younger mermaid whimpers and loops her arm around indira’s and presses her cheek against the yellow scales on her shoulder.

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Ariel’s brown eyes were nearly pleading, a tinge of desperation in her voice; a desperation to be heard, truly heard. “Haven’t you ever wondered what it’s like above the surface? What life is like in the above world?” There was a whole other world up there! How could Ariel be the only one, out of all her sisters, who had taken the time to consider the possibilities? To be curious enough to wonder about life in the human world?

[encntada]

feeling her hands beginning to shake, ella quickly folds them behind her back. heat began to rise in her cheeks as the desire to cry grew and grew. the girl did not dare meet her stepmother's gaze with a new pool of tears filling her eyes lest she be chastised again for her needless grief.

the ways of the world, she thought, surely, the world was kinder than this. " love is given f-freely. " a quivering whisper in response, " i-isn't it ? " ella seemed to shrink beneath her stepmother's words. so calculating and intimidating.

" i — i am very grateful for everything you've done for me, madam. " she was still adjusting to addressing her this way. " my — my apologies. " a single tear dares to slip down her cheek. " i — i did not mean to make it seem as if i were at all u-ungrateful. i just ——- " i miss my father. ella's hands still shake as she quickly wiped at her eyes and nose. " i am very sorry, madam. "

Marguerite rolled her eyes at the display of emotion from her stepdaughter.

So dramatic.

"It is long past time you learned the ways of the world. Nothing in this God forsaken world is given freely, and one must do what they must in order to survive. I married your father to save my daughters, his death has left us destitute once again, and trapped in this backwater. Be grateful that I have been kind enough to provide you food and a place to rest your head, the law only states that your late father's worldly goods go to me as his widow. I have no obligation to provide for his child, especially when there is no will to speak of."

[dminica]

gliding into the dining room, dominica sets her sights on her place setting at the grand table with a plate piled high with her favorite breakfast fare. a perfect cube of melon is moments away from her lips when the queen poses her question. “ well—- good morning to you too, mother. ”

popping the fruit into her mouth, dominicia takes the few moments it takes to chew and swallow to formulate her answer, “ i think she’s very beautiful and i love her hair. ” the princess leans over the back of one of the dining room chairs to pluck another piece of fruit from her plate, “ but, does it really matter what i think of her ? ”

with elbows perched on the high back of the dining room chair, she’ll rest her cheeks in both palms before looking over at her mother with a quirked brow and a smirk, “ eric seems to like her. ” she shrugged, “ i heard he might might even be ready to call off the search for his mystery girl. but i think our very loyal prime minister might know more about that than i do. ”

@dminica liked for a starter with my The Little Mermaid (2023) muses.

Selina was a mother first and foremost, so even when her children thought she didn't know about what they were up to, she, more often than not, did.

Barely glancing up from her papers when her daughter came in to breakfast, the queen spoke.

"So, your brother has been showing our guest a nice time. What do you think of her?"

[encntada]

" oh, father. " ella knelt before him, reaching up for his hands. " you deserve to be the most happy. " a bright smile illuminated her features as she gave his hands a gentle squeeze. seeing her father so hopeful just warmed his daughter's heart.

" i'm so very happy for you. " a soft kiss is placed onto his knuckles, "what is she like ? is she lovely ? "

“ it’s never too late for a second chance. ” to auguste from ella 🥺@encntada

A second chance at happiness.

After the death of his wife, Auguste had never thought it would be possible, at least not happiness from romantic love.

"I had thought that time of my life was over, but I believe that I might have been wrong."

[sirensought]

eric  agreed  with  indira's  sentiments,  it  was  lovely  to  hear  that  ariel's  curiosity  was  a  constant.  he  let  out  a  soft  chuckle  while  making  a  silent  wish  to  himself,  don't  let  anyone  take  that  curious  spirit  from  my  dear  ariel.  

❛ i  suppose  it  doesn't  sound  very  safe. ❜  eric  agreed,  though  he  himself  wasn't  one  to  pay  much  concern  to  safety.  at  least  his  own  safety.  he  was  more  driven  by  his  sense  for  adventure  and  discovery.  which  he  supposed  could  be  why  he  and  ariel  were  such  a  great  fit. 

❛ i  don't  think  safety  was  a  primary  concern  for  your  sister.  she  was  more  interested  in  exploring,  and  i  can't  say  i  blame  her  for  that. ❜

Indira smiled fondly.

"It is nice to see that whether she has fins or feet, not much changes when it comes to how curious my baby sister is." The eldest of Triton's daughter shook her head.

"No, I don't tend to wander. Doesn't exactly sound safe now does it?"

[sirensought]

a  smile  instantly  appears  on  eric's  lips.  showing  indira  around  his  kingdom  was  a  wonderful  idea.  and  a  perfect  starting  point.  ❛ you  know,  i  think  showing  your  sister  around  my  kingdom  was  one  of  the  things  that  made  her  more  curious  about  the  human  world.  i  remember  how  captivated  she  seemed  to  be  by  everything  she  encountered. ❜

the  memories  he  held  of  showing  ariel  around  his  kingdom  for  the  first  time  were  some  of  his  fondest.  they  were  memories  he  held  very  close  to  his  heart.  that  day—  he  hadn't  had  that  much  fun  in  a  very  long  time.  hadn't  laughed  that  much.  his  cheeks  had  actually  ached  from  how  much  he  had  smiled  and  laughed.  he  shakes  his  head  gently,  dismissing  his  reminiscing.  ❛ your  sister  is  somewhat  of  a  wanderer. . .  just,  before  we  embark,  is  that  something  you  have  in  common? ❜ 

Indira inclined her head respectfully. She knew her brother-in-law was trying and that she could appreciate.

"I suppose the best place to start would be showing me your domain, I've never been on land before. Perhaps you could show me your kingdom, maybe then I'll come to understand what my little sister loves about it."

[sirensought]

❛ ah, ❜  his  head  nods  gently,  ❛ ariel  has  told  be  a  bit  of  what  she's  been  told. ❜ 

eric  too  had  been  told  all  kinds  of  wild  tales  about  sea  creatures  and  mermaids.  he  never  believed  any  of  it.  no  matter  how  much  his  mother  tried  to  convince  him  that  the  sea  gods  were  against  them.  they  would  kill  us  all  if  they  could  he  recalls  her  telling  him.  but  instead  ariel  had  saved  him,  multiple  times  and  in  many  ways.  

❛ of  course,  anything  you'd  like  to  know,  i'm  an  open  book. ❜  a  slight  wince,  unsure  if  she'd  understand  the  idiom.  ❛ i  mean,  it  would  be  an  honor  to  help  you  learn  more  about  my  world. ❜  

"A disappointment, no. But you are not what I expected either." Indira said, for so long her father had said that humans were barbaric creatures that would kill them all as they had her mother, if only they could.

But Eric was not that way. He very obviously loved her sister. Perhaps everything she knew to be true was wrong.

"I would like to get to know more about you. You and your world are what my sister has chosen. I won't pretend to know why, but I am sure Ariel has seen something in you that I have not yet."

[encntada]

the poor girl is burdened by the realization that all of the love and kindness that had been afforded to her in childhood had died with her parents. were the tremaines and their cruelty all she was to know now? as she slipped deeper and deeper into mourning whilst clinging tighter and tighter to memories that threatened to fade?

the reality of her own situation inspired far less ire in her own heart than this conversation. madam's response caused the typically agreeable young woman to burn. " you were still married. " did her loving and compassionate father not inspire any mourning at all? all that black worn out of obligation with only a strip of fabric left for his daughter. not even a moment for his generosity and companionship? no matter how short lived the engagement. " did — did you truly hold no fondness in your heart for my father? " 

Marguerite scoffed. If she hadn't been certain that Ella was a stupid naive child, she was certain now.

There was no love between Marguerite and Ella's father. Their marriage had been born of obligation, life was not a fairy tale, and if Marguerite was going to miss anyone, it was going to be Francis.

"I barely knew the man."

[encntada]

" i — i know that. "

with her eyes downcast, the hardwood floor beneath her feet began to blur in her vision. ella was never one to judge for she knew each person wore grief differently but, she could not understand how her stepmother could sit there so calculating and unfeeling at the loss of her husband.

" but, i just ——- i miss him so much. " the poor girl sniffled, " d — don't you ? "

“ i’ve cried pints of tears. ” to marguerite from ella @encntada

"Crying will not change anything," Marguerite had learned that lesson at a very young age. It was long past time Ella learned the same.