Calista comes back out carrying a purple-colored lei you would find on the Hawaiian Islands on Earth. “Give him this. He will come to see her then.” Calista blew Lucca a kiss and went back to her storage closet.
“She is a strange woman but has never steered me wrong. Are you ready for this?” Straightening my shoulders back and a new determination running down to my bones, I knew I was ready. I was going to find out my true history and maybe why my parents didn’t want me.
“Let’s go, fishy.”
Chapter Thirty-Five
Melina
Luccaledustothe main square of Atlantis. People watched Horus and me with leery eyes, but he continued to hold his head up high since he was a proud creature. If only they knew how large and powerful he was, they would cower in fear. Horus continued to stay by my side, always touching me. If not with my hand on his side, his tail was protectively wrapped around my waist.
When we were away from Atlantis, Lucca could manipulate his looks to make him look more human. Here, everyone kept their colorful scales and hair while they walked about, more in their true form minus the tail. I stuck out like a sore thumb, looking every bit human. Many girls donned beautiful, short skirts that wrapped them with shells beading around their waists. Hair came in an assortment of colors you would find in a thriving coral reef. My hair was dark, and I didn’t have the colorful clothing or scales they had.
Many male sirens looked over, licking their lips, flexing their muscles, and advancing toward our little entourage, but Horus only let out a low growl in warning. Lucca didn’t sway in his steps as we continued down the main road up to the palace gates. His eyes were stern, looking like a prince.
Once we arrived, soldiers holding spears came to speak with him while Horus and I stood back. Their eyes glanced back and forth between Horus and me, also eyeing the beautiful flower lei. The guards finally nodded and opened the gate, and with one look, we were guided into the palace.
The Little Mermaidmovie had nothing on this place. It was grand, stunning, and competed with Osirus’s palace. Pearls and marble decorated the floor and pillars, and the orb lights lit up the entire dwelling. Women with shell anklets and short, beautiful dresses came prancing in, giggling and talking. I had not seen one woman in the entire kingdom wear any clothing longer than mid-thigh or cover their shoulders.
“Those are my brother’s mates.” He nodded in their direction.
“They are beautiful,” I whispered.
“They are. They are the perfect complement to my brothers. I’m glad my father only allows us to be with our mates instead of arranged marriages like they used to so long ago.” Lucca’s eyes fell distant as he continued to lead us down the grand hallway. “Ever since my mother left, he made it a law to follow that of the Cerulean Moon Kingdom and only accept your true mate. I’m surprised the Golden Light Kingdom doesn’t follow suit.”
“They do now!” I smiled brightly, thinking of Osirus bringing forth a new era in his nation. “There is a war in the kingdom right now. That is why he had me fly with Horus to the Isle of Dragons to keep me safe until it was over.” Lucca let out a breath of relief.
“Good, I was getting worried about that, Princess.”
“Why is that?”
“I thought he was going to keep you on the side and marry someone else to gain more favor with his corrupt Court.” I gasped in disbelief.
“No, he would never! He waited for me this long. Why would he mate with someone else now!?”
“Royal marriages aren’t that simple, Princess.” Lucca shook his head.
We came upon two large double doors that reminded me of Osirus’s throne room. My heart fluttered in nervousness as he knocked on the door. Horus’s tail wrapped possessively around me but nuzzled my cheek for confidence.
“He’s grumpy, but he won’t hurt you,” Lucca trailed off until we heard a loud roar from the other side.
“I said I don’t want to be disturbed!” The voice was angered, hurt, and almost pitiful. My heart broke hearing him speak. Lucca looked down at me as he saw the distressed look on my face.
“Father, it’s me, Lucca.” There was a long pause, and we heard him say, ‘enter.’
We all walked into the massive throne room. The King was sitting at the very end, and even at a distance, he was large. He was bare-chested with muscles comparable to Alpha Kane. Wearing a long skirt as opposed to the short ones to the knees that the men wore. His hair was platinum blond, with a neatly short, trimmed beard.
“Who is this, son?” the gruff voice growled as I stood closer to Horus. Horus stood beside me as he sat on his haunches.
“This is my friend,” Lucca was quickly cut off.
“Is this some whore!? Do you understand what I told you about mates, son?” Lucca’s father stood up to a towering height. My small body couldn’t comprehend what was happening, and it began to shake.
“No, Father, we come seeking help,” Lucca remained passive.
“I’m in no mood, Lucca. I suggest you go elsewhere with this human.” He turned and walked back to his seat.
“Sing something,” Lucca nudged me.