"Haa....ha..."
Nikolai sat against the cold wall... his face looked gaunt and pale. The queen of the mermaid's purple lipstick remained on his neck as he closed his eyes, trying to focus. He couldn't focus his mind properly, and his legs felt like jelly.
'I wonder how that happened...'
He lifted his right arm, marks left from her scales imprinted along them. In his palm, a sticky... moist and warm sphere the size of a small golf ball.
"A queen's pearl..."
With a deep sigh, he dropped the pearl with a sticky thud before it rolled and tapped against a pile of over six of them.
'I thought I only needed one...'
'Never trust women from the ocean! Mermaids are nothing but liars and scoundrels!'
Nikolai used this mantra to calm his mind before taking out his clothes and quickly dressing himself.
