In the village of Bya lived a young boy named Dan. Every evening, he loved to sit by the river behind their house, gazing at the stars and, above all, playing his flute. While the other children spent their evenings playing different games, Dan spent his time on the riverbank, admiring the whispers of the waves and the reflection of the moon on the water.
The melodies from his flute were so gentle that even the sky seemed enchanted by their charm, and the stars themselves paused to listen. Dan believed the river could speak and respond to his melodies. He listened to the wind blowing and the water flowing as if it were whispering back to him.
Every evening, he was there, watching the moon dance on the water. He felt that the river was his friend.
But one special night, something magical happened.
The river began to glow.
A shining figure appeared in the middle of the water.
Dan’s eyes widened. He stood up.
The water surged, and a creature emerged.
She had long, radiant hair, and her eyes sparkled like sunlight on the ocean. She was not human.
She was a mermaid.
“My name is Feza,” she said, her voice as soft as a breeze.
Dan smiled. “I’m Dan. Are you real?”
“I live here in the river,” Feza replied. “Many people cannot see me, but you can.”
Dan’s heart began to race. He had never seen anything like her. Feza was very beautiful and very kind.
“The melody of your flute drew me here. I came to see with my own eyes the source of my healing.”
In fact, Feza had been suffering from an incurable illness, and it was by listening every evening to the repeated melodies of Dan’s flute that she had finally been healed.
The great priestess had told her that she must forever be grateful for that sound, wherever it came from. For it was the answer of the Mother to her greatest wish. It was the fulfillment of a prophecy—the melody of a chosen child, a child with a pure heart, a child with an innocent soul.
And Dan knew none of this and understood none of it.
“Will you come back again?” Dan asked her.
“Yes, if you keep believing,” Feza replied.
“I will always believe,” Dan said. “One day, when I grow up, I’ll marry you.”
Feza smiled. “But I am a spirit of the river. Our two worlds are very different.”
“I don’t care,” Dan answered.
Days passed.
Dan visited the river every evening, playing his flute and looking into the water.
Feza often appeared.
They talked and laughed.
He told her about his family and his village, and she told him stories about the kingdom of mermaids and life beneath the waves.
Dan brought Feza candies, and Feza sang for him.
“Here, this is for you,” Dan said, holding out a sweet to Feza.
“Is this what humans eat?” Feza asked.
“Yes, but not only this. These are called candies.”
“Candies?” Feza asked.
“Yes. All boys my age love them.”
“What a funny name,” Feza replied, laughing.
Years passed.
Dan grew up, and he still always remembered Feza.
One Wednesday in October, on the day of his eighteenth birthday, at sunset, Dan went to the river to see Feza, his pockets filled with candies.
The air was cool, the moon full.
He began to play his flute.
A few minutes later, Feza emerged.
“There you are at last,” Dan said, stepping closer to her. “Do you remember my promise?”
“Dan, it’s impossible,” Feza replied. “Humans and mermaids cannot marry. I am destined to marry Ziran.”
“Ziran? Who is Ziran?” Dan asked.
“He is a Triton prince,” Feza replied. “He is the one the Mother chose to be my fiancé.”
Dan’s face darkened with sadness. He stayed silent for a moment. He looked at the sky, then at his flute, then at Feza.
“But we can keep being friends. I don’t mind,” Feza said.
“All right,” Dan replied. “That’s exactly what I was going to say. I’ll come see you every day. I’ll always play my flute on the riverbank in the evening.”
Feza smiled. “And above all, never forget the candies.”
Dan burst out laughing.
Deep in the river, Ziran, the strongest and most respected triton in the kingdom, began to notice Feza’s frequent absences.
One day, as he swam through the reefs, he saw Feza talking with Dan on the bank. Seeing them laugh together like old friends sent a wave of jealousy through his heart.
“Who is this human she spends so much time with?” Ziran muttered, his chest tight with anger.
The next day, Ziran approached Feza as she sat in her coral palace, brushing her hair.
“Feza,” Ziran said in a calm but tense voice, “who is that human you meet by the river?”
Feza froze for a moment, then turned toward him, trying to stay calm. “His name is Dan. He is a friend,” she answered lightly, avoiding his piercing gaze.
“A friend? A human? Do you not know the dangers of associating with their kind?” Ziran’s voice rose slightly.
Feza sighed. “Dan is different. He saved my life, and I owe him a lot. He has been kind to me and has shown me nothing but respect.”
At once, Ziran’s face darkened. “You owe him nothing beyond your gratitude. Spending too much time with humans can only bring trouble. I will not allow it.”
Feza frowned. “Allow it? Ziran, you do not control me. Dan is my friend, and I will continue to see him if I wish.”
Ziran clenched his fists but said nothing more. He swam away at great speed, his mind full of everything he had seen.
A few days later, Dan came back to the river with a pearl necklace he had bought in town. He wanted to thank Feza for being such a precious friend.
“Feza!” he called from the riverbank, holding the necklace in his hand.
Feza arrived quickly, her face lighting up when she saw him.
“Dan, what a lovely surprise!”
She climbed onto a rock near the bank, her tail shimmering in the sunlight.
Dan held out the necklace, and her eyes filled with joy.
“It’s beautiful, Dan. Thank you,” she said, touching the smooth pearls with her fingers.
They laughed and talked, unaware that Ziran was hiding behind the reeds, his eyes burning with jealousy.
He watched them, teeth clenched.
“This human thinks he can steal Feza from me,” Ziran thought. “I will show him the strength of a triton.”
The next time Dan went to the river, Ziran was waiting for him.
Feza had not arrived yet.
Dan was sitting on a rock near the water, skipping stones and humming a song.
Suddenly, the water boiled and swirled.
Before Dan could react, Ziran emerged, imposing and threatening.
“You,” Ziran growled, pointing a sharp trident at him.
Dan stepped back, startled by the triton’s sudden appearance.
“Uh… hello,” he answered cautiously.
“You dare come to this river and speak to Feza? Do you not know she is promised to me?” Ziran roared.
Dan raised his hands defensively. “I mean no harm. Feza is my friend, that’s all.”
Ziran narrowed his eyes. “A human and a mermaid cannot be friends. Leave now and never come back.”
Though frightened, Dan stood firm. “Feza has the right to choose her friends. You cannot control her.”
Ziran let out a roar of rage and lunged at Dan with his trident.
Dan narrowly dodged, stumbling as the trident struck the rock behind him.
“Ziran, stop!” Feza’s voice rang out as she arrived.
Ziran turned toward her, his face twisted with fury.
“Feza, this human is a danger to our people. He must leave and never return.”
Feza placed herself between Dan and Ziran, using her body as a shield.
“You are wrong, Ziran. Dan is not a danger. He is my friend, and I will not let you hurt him.”
Ziran’s anger flared. “Friendship with humans leads only to destruction. Feza, do you care nothing for our people?”
“I care about you and our people, Ziran. But Dan saved my life when no one else would have. He has proven that he can be trusted.”
Ziran hesitated, loosening his grip on the trident. He looked at Feza, then at Dan, and growled in frustration.
“This is not over,” he said, disappearing into the water with a powerful flick of his tail.
After Ziran left, Feza turned to Dan, still shaken.
“I’m really sorry for what just happened,” she said, helping him up.
“It’s nothing,” Dan replied, brushing off his clothes. “But Feza, is it really wise for me to keep seeing you? I don’t want to cause you trouble.”
Feza gave him a gentle smile. “You have done nothing wrong, Dan. I will handle Ziran. Don’t let this stop you from coming to see me.”
Dan nodded, though a sense of unease remained. He felt that Ziran would not stop there.
As for Feza, as she swam back into the depths, she felt torn. The friendship she shared with Dan meant a great deal to her, but Ziran’s jealousy was becoming uncontrollable. She knew she had to find a way to make peace between them before things got worse.
What she did not know was that Ziran was already preparing his next move.
A move that would change their lives forever.
Heart pounding, Feza swam as fast as she could toward Ziran’s coral fortress. She could not believe that jealousy had driven him to attack Dan. She had always known Ziran to be proud and possessive, but this time he had gone too far.
The coral palace rose through the water, gleaming, guarded by two sea warriors. They immediately recognized Feza and stepped aside to let her pass.
Without hesitation, she glided into Ziran’s great hall, her face set with determination.
“Ziran!” she called, her voice echoing against the coral walls.
Ziran came out from a side chamber, his trident resting casually on his shoulder. His expression showed smug satisfaction, as though he had done something noble.
“Feza,” he said calmly but firmly, “what brings you here?”
Feza swam closer, her tail cutting the water with irritation.
“You know very well why I’m here. What you did to Dan today was unacceptable.”
Ziran raised an eyebrow. “Unacceptable? Feza, I was protecting you. That human is a threat to our kingdom.”
Feza’s voice rose. “A threat? Dan saved my life, Ziran. He is dangerous to neither me nor anyone else. What you did today was not protection. It was jealousy.”
Ziran’s face darkened.
“Jealousy? You think I’m jealous of a human? I am your fiancé, Feza. You are supposed to belong to me, and yet you spend your days laughing and talking with a stranger.”
“I belong to no one,” Feza shot back, her voice trembling with anger. “You do not own me, Ziran, and you certainly have no right to decide whom I may be friends with.”
Ziran struck the coral floor with the shaft of his trident, making the water vibrate.
“That human has no place in our world. If he returns to the river, I will deal with him personally.”
Feza’s eyes blazed with anger.
“You will do no such thing, Ziran. This is my final warning. If you harm him again, you will regret it.”
Ziran gave her a mocking smile, leaning on his trident.
“We shall see.”
Without another word, Feza turned and swam away, her heart heavy with frustration. She knew Ziran too well to believe he would stop there.
That evening, Ziran went to Feza’s family home, a great underwater palace made of gleaming shells and coral. Feza’s parents, King Tango and Queen Shi, were seated in the main hall.
Ziran entered and bowed respectfully.
“Your Majesties, I must speak to you about something of great importance.”
King Tango motioned for him to continue.
“Speak, Ziran. What troubles you?”
Ziran straightened, his face grave.
“It concerns Feza. She has been spending far too much time with a human, a young man she meets by the river. I fear that this may endanger our kingdom.”
Queen Shi’s eyes widened.
“A human boy? Feza?”
“Yes,” Ziran replied heavily. “I saw them together today. She has grown very close to him, and I believe she is putting both her safety and that of our people at risk.”
The king’s face hardened.
“These are grave tidings, Ziran. Thank you for informing us. We will speak to Feza immediately.”
But before he could summon her, Feza herself entered the hall, defiant.
“No need, Father. I am here,” she said, crossing her arms.
“Feza,” the king began, “is it true? Have you been associating with a human?”
“Yes, it is true,” she answered without hesitation. “But Dan is not a threat. He saved me when I was dying, you know that. And he has never done me any harm. I will not let Ziran or anyone else treat him as a danger.”
Ziran stepped forward.
“Feza, that is old history, and no one knows if it is even completely true. Who knows whether you and the great priestess did not invent that healing story to fool us? You are blinded by your feelings for that human. You are putting us all at risk over this so-called friendship.”
Feza turned to him, her eyes blazing.
“And you are blinded by your pride and your jealousy. Dan has never harmed anyone. The one causing trouble here is you.”
Queen Shi tried to calm the situation.
“Feza, we understand your gratitude toward that young man, but perhaps Ziran is right. Humans are unpredictable. They cannot be trusted.”
Feza shook her head.
“This is not about humans, Mother. It is about control. Ziran attacked Dan today without any provocation. Is that what you call protection?”
King Tango frowned and turned to Ziran.
“Is that true, Ziran? You attacked this human?”
“I acted in the interest of our kingdom,” Ziran replied defensively. “The boy needed to be warned.”
Feza moved closer, her voice low but firm.
“Warned? You threatened to kill him, Ziran. And I tell you now: if you ever lay a hand on Dan again, I will never forgive you.”
Ziran’s jaw tightened.
“You are making a mistake, Feza. That human has no place in our world. If he returns to the river, he will be eliminated.”
Feza’s voice rose, steady and resolute.
“If you harm Dan, Ziran, you will lose me forever.”
A heavy silence filled the hall, like a storm cloud suspended in the water.
Ziran stared at her, his pride colliding with his emotions.
“What do you mean, Feza?”
“I mean I am done,” she replied firmly. “Done with your jealousy, your control, and your threats. I no longer want to be your fiancée.”
Ziran’s face twisted with anger and disbelief.
“You would break our engagement for a human?”
“This is not about Dan,” Feza said. “It is about me. I deserve to choose my own path, my own friends, and my own happiness. And you, Ziran, are no longer part of that.”
The trident trembled in Ziran’s hands, but he said nothing. With one last dark glare, he turned and left the castle, leaving Feza standing straight and unshaken.
Later that night, Feza sat by her window, gazing into the vast ocean. Her heart was heavy, but she knew she had made the right choice. She could no longer allow Ziran’s jealousy to direct her life.
Meanwhile, Ziran swam toward the dark trenches of the ocean, his mind filled with revenge.
He would not let Feza’s decision go unanswered.
As the tide turned, the balance of peace in the underwater kingdom began to shift as well. And without Feza realizing it, her choice was about to trigger a chain of events that would change her life and the lives of all those she loved forever.
Dan, for his part, could not resist the call of the river. Ever since he had met Feza, his life had changed, and a deep, inexplicable bond connected them. Despite the warnings he had received and the dangers threatening him, he returned to the riverbank with a little gift for Feza—a wooden bracelet he had carved himself.
The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the water. Dan sat near the shore, skipping stones, waiting for Feza. The air was calm, the soft ripples of the river soothing him.
“Feza,” he called softly, hoping she could hear him.
But before she appeared, a dark shadow rose from the water.
It was Ziran, his trident gleaming ominously in the fading light.
“You again?” Ziran growled in a low, threatening voice.
Dan stood up quickly, startled.
“I’m just here to see Feza. I don’t want any trouble.”
Ziran’s face twisted into a cruel sneer.
“You are trouble, human. You have already disturbed our world too much. It is time to put an end to it.”
Before Dan could react, Ziran grabbed him violently and dragged him underwater.
Dan struggled, fighting to breathe, but Ziran’s grip was too strong.
Days passed.
Dan’s mother began to worry. He had not returned, which was unlike him. She searched through the village, asking neighbors if they had seen him.
“Have you seen my son Dan?” she asked a group of women sitting by the fire.
One of them looked up.
“The last time I saw him, he was going toward the river.”
Dan’s mother’s heart tightened.
“The river?”
“Yes,” the woman replied. “I saw him walking in that direction earlier today.”
Panicked, Dan’s mother ran to the river, her wrapper tied tightly around her waist. Tears streamed down her face as she reached the bank.
“Dan!” she cried, her voice echoing over the still water. “Dan, where are you?”
She fell to her knees, trembling, sobbing uncontrollably.
“My son! Where is my son?”
Feza was swimming nearby when she heard the cries. Alarmed, she rose to the surface and saw Dan’s mother weeping and calling his name on the bank.
Her heart tightened.
“Madam, what is wrong?” she asked gently.
Dan’s mother jumped in fear at the sight of a mermaid. But seeing the genuine concern on Feza’s face, she managed to speak.
“It’s my son Dan,” she said between sobs. “He has disappeared. Someone said he came to the river, but he never came back.”
Feza’s heart clenched.
“Dan? He was here?”
“Yes,” the woman answered, wiping her tears. “Please… perhaps you saw him?”
Feza shook her head, her tail quivering with anxiety.
“No, I haven’t seen him today, but don’t worry. I will find him. I promise.”
Without waiting, Feza dove back into the water, her mind already racing.
There was only one person who could have taken Dan.
Ziran.
She swam as fast as she could toward the coral fortress, her tail slicing through the water like a blade. Her heart pounded with fear and anger.
At the entrance, the guards tried to stop her.
“I must see Ziran,” she ordered.
“He is busy,” one of them replied.
“It’s urgent,” Feza shot back, shoving past them and rushing into the great hall.
Ziran was reclining on his coral throne, his trident resting beside him.
He looked up when she entered, his eyes blazing.
“Ziran!” she shouted. “Where is Dan?”
Ziran’s expression stayed calm, but a flicker crossed his eyes—a mix of guilt and satisfaction.
“I do not know what you are talking about,” he said, leaning back deeper into his throne.
“Do not lie to me, Ziran!” Feza cried, moving closer. “I know you took him. Where is he?”
Ziran’s face hardened.
“Even if I did, it was for the good of the kingdom. That human has no place here.”
Feza’s fists clenched.
“Dan has done nothing wrong. He is my friend. You had no right.”
Ziran rose, trident in hand.
“He is a danger to you, Feza. Can you not see that? Humans are chaos. I am protecting you.”
“This is not protection. It is jealousy,” Feza cried. “You cannot bear that I care for someone other than you.”
Ziran stepped closer, his voice low and icy.
“You are right. I cannot bear it. But it makes no difference. That human is gone. He will not return.”
Feza’s heart shattered.
“What have you done, Ziran? Where is Dan?”
Ziran gave a cruel smile.
“Let us just say he will trouble us no longer.”
Feza’s eyes filled with tears, but she remained firm.
“You will regret this, Ziran. I swear by the ocean itself—you will regret this.”
Without waiting for his response, she turned and fled, her mind already burning with plans to save Dan. She knew she had to act quickly, but she also knew she could not do it alone.
When she returned home, Feza found her mother, Queen Shi, who immediately noticed her distress.
“Feza, what is wrong?” she asked, coming closer.
“It’s Dan,” Feza replied in a trembling voice. “He has disappeared, and I am certain Ziran is holding him.”
The queen’s face grew grave.
“Ziran? Are you sure?”
Feza nodded.
“He did not admit it, but I know. He has him. I must find Dan before it is too late.”
The queen placed a hand on her daughter’s shoulder.
“We will help you, my child. You will not do this alone.”
Feza nodded, her determination growing stronger.
She would do whatever it took to save Dan, no matter the cost.
Meanwhile, in the dark depths of the ocean, Dan was being held prisoner in an underwater cave guarded by two tritons loyal to Ziran.
The cave was cold and damp, and Dan shivered against the algae-covered walls, his wrists tied with sea vines.
“Why did he do this?” he murmured. “I only wanted to see my friend.”
He thought of Feza.
She would come for him.
He was sure of it.
And he clung to that hope like a lifeline.
Feza, meanwhile, was gathering her allies.
She would not let Ziran get away with this.
She would not rest until Dan was free.
The battle for Dan’s freedom had only just begun.
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