TIBERUS

Weeks had passed since I found her, my mate and queen of the sea, and shared a kiss with her in my aquatic realm. Since our meeting, she never left my thoughts; she was my siren's melody, my vulnerability. I frequently took human form and ventured into the woods where I had seen her flee when her father called. To my disappointment, I did not see her again. I devoted myself to training day and night, honing my powers so I could be prepared to shield her from any harm that might befall her.

I was relieved when school resumed, and I could reunite with my friends. Their presence meant I wouldn't be overly anxious or fixated on finding her and unintentionally frightening her, as I didn't want to come across as a stalker with my second impression. While conversing with my friends, I overheard rumors about a new hybrid at school, described as the most beautiful girl ever seen. However, I disregarded the gossip about the hybrid girl and continued discussing the summer romances with my friends. They recounted being approached by some girls during the holidays and having fun, but none were 'her'—the girl destined for us all by prophecy, whose presence was said to soothe and keep us in check.

When my friends asked about my summer, I recounted the tale of my power-hungry cousin who betrayed me, leaving me for dead in his quest to ascend the throne after King Caspian's retirement. Then, I described how a beautiful girl rescued and stitched me up. I waited to give her the reward she deserved for helping me, and in a spontaneous moment, I kissed her. I joked that this kiss was my sole romantic encounter all summer, as Uncle Caspian kept me busy working tirelessly so I could become a great ruler.

my friends hissed because we had all been there with elders  making us work too hard  just so we knew  what to do when the time came for us  to take our positions from princes to kings  i sighed and then my freind Judas smacked my back and said that he understood my pain  as his uncle scar had him practicing  his fight skills and working on how clean his kills could be  instead of letting him feed  on the countless girls  who were sexually stimulated.

My friends nodded in agreement, suggesting I could find comfort with other girls at school. I smiled in apparent concurrence, but I knew I was incapable of such actions. The prophecy stated that once we found her, any kiss would bind us to her alone, our destined mate. When I kissed her, the prophecy was set in motion. My choice to kiss our shared mate meant my friends could not be with anyone else. It wasn't fair to them, but I couldn't risk losing my mate. If my actions condemned my friends to bachelorhood, devoid of intimacy, so be it. Our mate deserved men who were devoted solely to her and no one else.

We conversed more before entering the dining hall, and I sensed my mate nearby, prompting me to search for her. However, I couldn't see her. We collected our trays and heaped on the breakfast, and as I began to eat, I experienced a deep anguish and pain in my chest, as if my heart bore years of sadness, neglect, and abuse. I realized this pain belonged to her, my mate, and I yearned to discover her whereabouts so I could embrace her and assure her that she had me and the others as her personal pillars of support to lean on, and that we would bring her joy so profound that it would eclipse all the pain she had endured.

Following breakfast, I headed to Oceanic Combat, where I hold the rank of top student. While sparring with the younger mermen, cheered on by the mermaids, I demonstrated the correct sword-holding technique and the art of delivering a precise cut to the adversary. During life-and-death duels, I counseled them to always opt for life over death, as displaying fear could result in instant downfall. I emphasized that war exacts a heavy price in blood and lives, and they must neither willingly pay this toll nor let war claim it.

After my speech, the young mermen respectfully bowed and swam away to transform their tails into legs and their armor into clothes. As I packed my gear, including my swords and shields, a mermaid approached me and asked if I would like to go on a date with her. I declined gently, explaining that I had found my fated mate and could not be with her or any other woman in order to honor this sacred bond. The girl smiled and said...

"Of course, my liege, I will honor your respect for the mate bond and remove myself and my group of friends from your path. Rest assured, I shall spread the word that you are now unavailable for romantic pursuit. Good day, and thank you for your time and respectful decline."

The girl departed with her friends, and as I walked out of the room, I saw all the mermaids bowing to me respectfully. For once in my life, it felt genuinely good because, to be honest, I had been so suffocated by all the girls who only wanted to get close to me due to my eventual ascent to the throne, aspiring to become my queen and my queen could only be one girl  and that was her 

"αγγελική και όμορφη σεαρόζα μου(my beautiful  and angelic searose)"