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“I’d love to stamp on your head like you hit Marcina, but this’ll do,” Willow stated, bringing the rock down Siera’s head.
A variety of emotions trickled through the currents as Willow stood victor.
“Their punishment is to be banished to the surface with their merform intact. But they’ll never swim freely in the ocean again, as all Seas and Oceans will reject them,” Poseidon stated.
“Not all of them are guilty,” Willow said, her eyes on General Rychill.
Poseidon followed her gaze. “No?” he asked softly.
“No. He had no choice. Siera threatened his family with death. The currents tell his story. And many of the soldiers had similar threats levelled against them. Oh, quite a few are guilty of treason and the other charges, but not all,” Willow replied as she twisted her head to study the captives.
“I am perfectly happy to send Atlantis back to the surface,” Poseidon stated, crossing his arms.
“But you don’t punish innocents. I know that’s a fact. You’re fair, Poseidon, to your people, and these are yours; even if some were treasonous, not all were,” Willow argued.
“Fine, I’m not sitting in judgement. You will. But she goes and is locked into a two-legged shape,” he demanded, pointing at Siera.
“Lock her form, but we don’t get to judge her. The Sea Dragons do. She committed a crime against their kind. They get first dibs at her,” Willow decided.
“Sure!”
“Good!”
Willow looked around. “What a mess, where do we start?”
“By getting Rychill to order the rest of the troops inside the city to step down or face banishment. Then take the throne of Atlantis, or nobody will believe you have the right to hand judgment down upon them,” Marcina added as Lyris came closer.
“We need to contact your parents,” Willow muttered.
“They are already here. They were the first to surrender and the first to die,” Marcina said, her gaze on the statues that were covered in dragon scales.
“No!” Willow gasped, horrified.
“Yes. I am the Queen of the Sea Dragons now. And I will call you a friend,” Marcina stated.
“I am so sorry,” Willow murmured, tears forming in her eyes as she reached out and hugged the young queen.
Protocol be damned.
That child needed a cuddle!
Poseidon/Jase
He watched as Willow embraced Marcina and marvelled at her empathy. It would never have crossed his mind to offer Marcina a hug. Nor would he have considered giving Siera to the Sea Dragons.
Poseidon’s heart ached a little more now he knew whose scales adjourned the monuments Siera had raised of herself.
Molun had been a good king and Bellaine an amazing queen.
All that remained of their legacy was Marcina.
What Willow didn’t understand was that dragons aged slower than any other creature walking the planet.
Because of their high intelligence and ability to perform magic, dragons aged at a reduced speed to absorb the needed knowledge. Marcina was technically thirteen in human years, but she was actually sixty-five. Sea Dragons aged one year to the humans five.
Even so, Marcina was mature for her age compared to other teenagers, but she was still a child. A regent would need to be appointed. Then again, maybe not. He reconsidered as Marcina’s eyes narrowed on Siera.
Beside her, watching was the royal guard or what was left of them. Poseidon noticed a few faces missing.
