Feza arrived quickly, her face lighting up when she saw him.
“Dan, what a lovely surprise!”
She climbed onto a rock near the bank, her tail shimmering in the sunlight.
Dan held out the necklace, and her eyes filled with joy.
“It’s beautiful, Dan. Thank you,” she said, touching the smooth pearls with her fingers.
They laughed and talked, unaware that Ziran was hiding behind the reeds, his eyes burning with jealousy.
He watched them, teeth clenched.
“This human thinks he can steal Feza from me,” Ziran thought. “I will show him the strength of a merman.”
The next time Dan went to the river, Ziran was waiting for him.
Feza had not arrived yet.
Dan was sitting on a rock near the water, skipping stones and humming a song.
Suddenly, the water boiled and swirled.
Before Dan could react, Ziran emerged, imposing and threatening.
“You,” Ziran growled, pointing a sharp trident at him.
Dan stepped back, started by the triton’s sudden appearance.
“Uh… hello,” he answered cautiously.
“You dare come to this river and speak to Feza? Do you not know she is promised to me?” Ziran roared.
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