What do you fucking mean by your sister?
Roxy raised her head in curiosity as she looked at Nimue from head to head. She could see the resemblance; she was as mighty as Caspian.
But it was very rude for Nimue to be looking at her as if she were food getting prepared to be devoured.
"So," Nimue said, her voice a cool, resonant vibrato that seemed to hum against Roxy's ribcage. "This is what has been keeping you busy?"
She didn't wait for an introduction. With a flick of her tail, she glided forward, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat.
Roxy's heart caught in her throat as she ducked into the sheets.
No way in hell will I be eaten by a mermaid.
"Nimue," Caspian said, puffing out his chest like a proud father showing off his trophies. "Behold. The Little Landwalker. Is she not... fascinating?"
Nimue ignored him. She circled Roxy, who was sweating buckets.
