#Chapter 323: A Royal Apology

Nicholas’s growl returned tenfold. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold him back. Yet before I could become even more seriously worried, a different merfolk swam up from the space down below us into the quickly narrowing space between Nicholas and Ronan. At once, both men kicked backwards to give her more room. She was absolutely stunning, her tail the color of coral, all pinks and oranges and yellows. Her scales sparkled in the light of the nearby dancing orbs. Her bodysuit was elaborate, decorated in many dozens of small shells and gemstones. The decoration continued up through her long hair, merging into the tall crown she wore. Her crown was the tallest of any other in the room. Yet even if she hadn’t have been wearing it, from her regality and her poise, I would have known this merfolk woman was the Queen. Nicholas immediately bows his head in respect, and I do the same. Julian, likewise. Ronan does as well, though he seems to do so begrudgingly. His face is twisted wit