Once again, Hoel enchanted the water and, picking her fully up into his arms, got into the water with her. He held her entire body under the water and waited until bubbles ceased to rise from her mouth. The water sparkled around them, shimmered…
And the girl’s eyes fluttered open, wide, and gasped in air before Hoel could carry her body past the surface again. Her arms flailed, and he laid her out on the rock, letting her cough and gag the sea water from her lungs.
“Wow!” Peirce couldn’t help but say. He looked up at Hoel. “You did it so quickly, too!”
The girl looked up directly at Peirce, then at Peirce’s back flipper, which he flopped proudly. Her eyes widened and her body went rigid. She blinked several times in succession, and then slowly turned her head towards Hoel, her eyes resting on the long, dark horns protruding from his temples.
And then she screamed—loudly, shrilly, and desperately, clambering backwards until she fell off the rock and back into the water.
Hoel frowned. “Well, a blank slate isn’t all what it’s said tae be, I suppose. But it canna be helped.” He trudged through the water, perusing the girl that came up and was clambering as quickly as she could to the beach. When he caught up to her, he had to tackle her to the sand to keep her from running. She screamed shrilly enough that Mrs. Hoel even heard and came running out of the house, her mouth wide open.
Hoel turned and hugged the girl onto his lap, rocking her like a small child. The girl tried to struggle against the hold, crying incoherently, “Let me go! Let me go! Don’t eat me! Dear Jesus! Jesus!” But she stopped struggling as soon as she realized there was no hope. She couldn’t even bite him.
“Shush now, Lass,” Hoel told her. “Ye had a bad time of it, now, but ken I’m not meanin’ tae hurt ye. Just be a good lass and we’ll be gettin’ along very well.” He pet her wet black hair like she was a frightened animal. “There, there. Do you be knowin’ yer name?”
She shook her head, looking quite shocked about it. “N-no…”
“What’s going on here?” Anwen demanded, startled as she ran down to the beach where he husband was holding the girl tightly.
“The young seal-lad has brought us a family member,” he informed his wife patiently. “Add some more meat tae the stew an’ set her up a cot. She’ll be stayin’ with us for a long while.”
The End
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Table of Contents
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Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
The End
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