gift?”
Lorwella smiled. “No, this is her bridal gift. Her dowry. As she got older, we kept adding to it, but you are the one to finally benefit. It is our gift to you for taking a risk on my daughter.”
Lorai rolled her eyes as her mother opened the chest.
Gold, jewels, pearls the size of Adam’s fist. Everything was tumbled together, and it filled the chest.
Adam’s eyes bugged slightly. “All that?”
“Oh no. There are six more chests.”
Lorai grinned and fished out a necklace with dangles, waving it above Raia. “I was single for a really long time.”
Adam’s shock was funny, and he stared. “Where did it all come from?”
Lorwella shrugged. “Any beings that sailed the sea. Her father was astute in collecting a dowry for his daughter. It was how he finally passed.”
Lorai whispered, “Harpooned while sinking a ship. My mother sought out every survivor and destroyed them.”
“So, serious family loyalty.”
She leaned against him. “Nothing lasts forever, except family. No matter how dangerous or crazy, blood ties us now and into the future.”
“What a cheery thought.”
Lorwella closed the chest and smiled. “So, shall we meet Adam’s family? They look a little confused.”
Lorai chuckled. “Veema has been trying to hold Raia for days. I think I should put her out of her misery.”
Lorwella laughed. “You held to that tradition.”
“I did.”
“Good for you. Now, if she has any giant characteristics let me know. I will create a lesson plan for her.”
They talked about Raia’s future as Veema showed the baby off to the rest of Adam’s family.
With the family issues sorted, Lorai leaned against her husband. “So, Flipper, still happy that you chased my tail?”
He squeezed her, kissed her passionately and whispered, “I really hate that show.”
She snickered and enjoyed the sight of friends and family enjoying the baby. The island had several guesthouses, and many of the guests would return to the sea. It was the perfect home for merfolk and shifters who liked privacy and the rich fishing areas nearby.
Life was good; it had just taken time to get here. Patience wasn’t a virtue, it had been her destiny.
Author’s Note
I have often wondered what fictional characters would think of modern entertainment. At least, this time, we got to take a look under the sea.
Zenina Masters
About the Author
Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.
An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the cheap laugh.
Lorwella smiled. “No, this is her bridal gift. Her dowry. As she got older, we kept adding to it, but you are the one to finally benefit. It is our gift to you for taking a risk on my daughter.”
Lorai rolled her eyes as her mother opened the chest.
Gold, jewels, pearls the size of Adam’s fist. Everything was tumbled together, and it filled the chest.
Adam’s eyes bugged slightly. “All that?”
“Oh no. There are six more chests.”
Lorai grinned and fished out a necklace with dangles, waving it above Raia. “I was single for a really long time.”
Adam’s shock was funny, and he stared. “Where did it all come from?”
Lorwella shrugged. “Any beings that sailed the sea. Her father was astute in collecting a dowry for his daughter. It was how he finally passed.”
Lorai whispered, “Harpooned while sinking a ship. My mother sought out every survivor and destroyed them.”
“So, serious family loyalty.”
She leaned against him. “Nothing lasts forever, except family. No matter how dangerous or crazy, blood ties us now and into the future.”
“What a cheery thought.”
Lorwella closed the chest and smiled. “So, shall we meet Adam’s family? They look a little confused.”
Lorai chuckled. “Veema has been trying to hold Raia for days. I think I should put her out of her misery.”
Lorwella laughed. “You held to that tradition.”
“I did.”
“Good for you. Now, if she has any giant characteristics let me know. I will create a lesson plan for her.”
They talked about Raia’s future as Veema showed the baby off to the rest of Adam’s family.
With the family issues sorted, Lorai leaned against her husband. “So, Flipper, still happy that you chased my tail?”
He squeezed her, kissed her passionately and whispered, “I really hate that show.”
She snickered and enjoyed the sight of friends and family enjoying the baby. The island had several guesthouses, and many of the guests would return to the sea. It was the perfect home for merfolk and shifters who liked privacy and the rich fishing areas nearby.
Life was good; it had just taken time to get here. Patience wasn’t a virtue, it had been her destiny.
Author’s Note
I have often wondered what fictional characters would think of modern entertainment. At least, this time, we got to take a look under the sea.
Zenina Masters
About the Author
Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.
An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the cheap laugh.
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