Chapter 402
Naia
We follow the direction of the parrot, sailing The Bunny through the fog.
It has been three days since the captain disappeared into the gray. Three days of silence, of waiting, of watching the horizon for any sign of her return. The crew is restless. The prince's men are worse. There have been arguments, near-fights, accusations thrown across the deck.
No one knows what to do without her.
Until a few hours ago, when the parrot appeared on the railing and told us to follow.
During the journey, the prince's men fish more debris from the water. Pieces of his brother's ship,splintered wood, torn sails, a rusted sword. Skeletons too.
The prince does not weep. He stands at the bow, staring at the water, his face pale and still.
Larissa stays close to him. She does not speak. She does not need to.
From the little mermaid, we have learned things. Pieces of a story that is starting to fit together like shards of a broken shell.
