Seventeen:
Princess Sirena
The last thing that I remembered before I fell was Antero. He had been there with me. I had wanted him there with me. I shouldn’t have. I was engaged to Zale, but I barely felt anything for him. Other than that I was an obligation. My eyes flickered open, the room came into focus, and it was not Antero that I saw in the room with me. It was Zale that was sitting on a chair by my bedside, reading a book out loud to me.
It happened to be my favorite. The Girl and The Moon, by Amelia Goode. It was about a girl who fell for the man in the moon who visited her every night as an actual man. Zale’s voice was deep, smooth as he read it to me.
“Why are you reading that?” I asked.
At the sound of my voice, Zale put t
