"Okay, Roxy," she whispered to herself, her voice vibrating in the water. "This shouldn't be too hard, you have done worse things, she swims past the fishes like you own the damn sea."
Though it was easier said than done.
She looked down at her tail. Then grabbed a dark grey silk shawl from the wardrobe and wrapped it tightly around her waist and tail, dimming the pink to a dull, muffled color.
She took a deep breath and then kicked off.
The speed was intoxicating.
As a human, swimming had been a struggle due to the constant need for air. As a mermaid, her body sliced through the water with zero resistance. A single flick of her hips sent her rocketing forward like a torpedo.
She dove straight down, hugging the side of the volcano to stay in the shadows.
Below her, a patrol of Shark-Riders glided past, their electric tridents crackling.
