~Niamh's Father~
In Develdion, Damien landed with his dragon in the courtyard. He was visibly fuming with the way he dismounted his dragon.
Azazel, another demon prince came to meet him.
"You look off, what's wrong?" Azazel asked.
"I will wipe out that forsaken realm. I swear it!" Damien gritted, his red eyes shimmered with a dangerous light.
"Yhoo! You still haven't gotten the chance to take that lady" Azazel grinned widely but by a mere intimidating glare from Damien, his grin faded away. That's Azazel, he's always find of teasing famine even in the most crucial situation.
"Where's Vulcan and Ramiel?" Damien asked.
"Quit that gaze, I might die!" Azazel complained.
"Demons don't die! Silly!" Damien snapped.
"Ay, devil's son. " Azazel rolled his eyes. "Oh I can see you're annoyed. The other two devil's sons are in the perilous house" he quickly added
"Take care of Draco" Damien hissed and walked away.
"What a kill joy!" Azazel glared at his retreating figure.
Damien went straight to the Perilous House. He summoned his general to meet him there.
General Sullivan, a man with a shoulder-length silver hair and dazzling silver eyes, but his silver eyes had a unique shade of red ring at the center. He appeared in front of Damien and bowed. He was dressed in a complete armour and was holding his sword. He looked fierce and stern.
Damien smirked. Seeing this man alone made him want to spill out the blood of anyone who stopped him from taking Niamh and making her his completely. Why was that? Because General Sullivan is Niamh's Father!
"Yes, my Lord!" General Sullivan bowed
"I wanted to take her. I wanted her for myself but they took her away. I'll kill every single soul in that kingdom to take her" Damien gritted.
"You have my support, My Lord. I'll kill all your enemies and give you what you want" general Sullivan stated.
"Of course you'll do that because she's your daughter and you haven't seen her for years" Damien smirked a sinister smirk.
General Sullivan slowly raised his head to stare at Damien. His face was void with no emotion.
"I don't know about it. I have no idea of who you're talking about...My Lord"
Back to the Breathing Sea, Neriah and Neptune's conversation was distracted by the arrival of one of the mermaids; a red-haired mermaids, her lower body covered with iridescent shimmering scales.
"What is it, Ariel?" Neptune asked, his voice was low as he lazily gazed at her.
"Apologies Your Tranquil Majesty, I found something strange" Ariel bowed her head.
Neptune creased his brows like he was confused or something.
"Be more specific, what did you find?" Neriah asked on his behalf. Woah, she'll really make a good goddess.
"It'll be better if you come with me to see, My Gentle Lady" Ariel stated.
Neptune gestured Neriah to come with him which she did. They arrived at Ariel's suite.
In her room was a lady, laying on her mother pearl bed, unconscious. Neriah gasped loudly.
"Neev!" She ran to her side. And as if Niamh heard her calling her name, she slowly opened her eyes.
"Neev are you alright? What happened?" Neriah asked, worriedly.
Niamh blinked rapidly as if trying to remember what has happened.
"Where's this place?" She suddenly asked.
"Don't worry. You're in a safe place" Neriah patted her.
"Neptune calmly stared at the duo as the worried Neriah kept examining Niamh. He sighed and turned to Ariel.
"Where did you find her?" He asked.
"I found that lady when I was picking pearls, nearby. She must have a strong power to keep her alive, like a water powers, or a power to breath underwater. If not, no ordinary person can survive the Breathing Sea" Ariel explained and Neptune nodded.
Neriah was now standing in front of him.
"Did you two know each other?" He asked.
"She's the reason I came to ask for your help. She's Lansel's woman" Neriah whispered the last sentence do that Neev couldn't hear. Maybe she forgot Niamh is a mind reader.
"I am not his woman. He only saved me from Damien. He's my protector" Niamh was quick to correct, making Neriah go speechless.
"Right, right, right. Neev, meet Neptune, the sea god" Neriah changed the topic.
"The sea god! We're in the sea and still breathing?!" Niamh asked, visibly shocked. That is when she explored the liquid moonlit kingdom and appreciated the beauty of the watery tapestries. For some moments, she was deeply carried away. She was really thrilled. They're in the sea and still breathing! This is out of the world!
Niamh thought she's in her imaginative world but she knew that even her wildest imaginations couldn't come up with something like this.
"We're breathing underwater?" Niamh couldn't help but ask.
"Actually, not everyone can live in this sea. You know I have water powers... And you, wait... (Gasps) you have water powers too!" Neriah squealed while Niamh nodded thoughtfully.
This is surreal! Her, having different powers is extremely unimaginable.
Why the hell is she different from the other lowlife supernaturals?