“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?”
