Outside of the cave lay decorative mosaic stones that looked like a path. On either side of the path were waving patches of kelp that bared more than a passing resemblance to bushes in a castle garden. Around the cave’s opening from seafloor to peak Morgaine could see colored, glittering sand. On one side of the cave’s mouth was a solid rock post that had an electric eel wrapped around it to provide illumination. The other side of the cave featured a bronze pedestal that stood waist high and on top of it appeared to be a bowl giving off a pearlescent mist into the water, the occasional colored bubble provided an extra sparkle to the area.
Directly in front of Morgaine sat an old log that looked fossilized. On the fossil sat the fairest creature that Morgaine had ever laid eyes upon. Morgaine had heard the legends of Melusine. People said that Melusine occasionally saved sailors that were battered and bruised by the waves of the oceans and fate. By turn Melusine could have fins, wings, or even human legs.
Morgaine couldn’t begin to count the times that she had walked the wharf and docks on behalf of Cantorix. In all her business there Morgaine had heard more than one sailor talk of the Lady of the Seas, as they called her. Every last one of them said that Melusine was kind and helped a troubled sailor in a heartbeat.
There were even darker rumors about the coldly beautiful and elusive Melusine. There was more than one hoarse whisper about how a sailor had lost both heart and life for her affections.
Morgaine had always believed those rumors. Looking at Melusine now, Morgaine knew that she was right to listen as she did on all those business trips. Melusine simply stared at her with lidless green eyes. The light green tint of her skin caused her to look ill. She had heavy black hair and thick eyelashes that rimmed her lidless eyeballs.
After several moments of silence Melusine noticed that her guest was awake, and gave her a toothy smile. That toothy grin caused Morgaine to shudder because Melusine’s teeth were not the pearly white shades of health. Instead they were a mottled yellow and grey and had flecks of brown rot dotting them. Nor were they smooth and even. Melusine’s teeth were sharp as fangs that allowed the blood red of her tongue and gums to show.
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