She thought that the girl was her friend.
She had trusted the young "Lady", trusted Olivia with her life.
Olivia had been her "friend" for the last five months.
For five months the teenage girl had held and kept the mermaid's trust.
She hadn't brought over a single soul since the day the pair met on that rocky shoreline.
Ariadne placed her hands against the glass of the water filled jar as she stared into the light brown eyes of her one time friend.
She wanted, needed to know why her friend had betrayed her trust. Why her confidant had broken her promise...
The laughter and excited jabber of Olivia's teenage friends echoed in her ears.
For more than three hundred years the existence of mermaids, her people, had been a well guarded secret. They had managed to keep themselves from the prying eyes of man.
But now, thanks to Ariadne's misplaced trust, mortals had seen her and soon, she feared so would the rest of their kind. What then would become of her and her people...