Chapter 128

The merman shut his eyes again as Elara continued telling her unfinished story. "Eryndor rejected the woman who loved him, leading to her untimely death. So, the gods were enraged and decided to punish him. "One day, Eryndor was wandering through the forest when he stopped by a lake to drink. As he bent down, he saw an impossibly beautiful young man gazing back at him from the water. "At the time, he didn't realize he was looking at his own reflection. He fell deeply in love with the boy in the water and, in his desperate longing, drowned in pursuit of his love. "Out of pity, the gods transformed his body into a transparent flower." Her voice was soft as she gently traced the wounds on his tail. "That is the story of Eryndor." "That doesn't sound like a good story," he remarked in a soft, hoarse voice. His sharp, keratinized claws scraped into the tiles as he struggled to suppress the overwhelming urge to make her cry. Her voice was light and soft. It brushed against his ears