Nali landed along the bank of the river and shifted from her gargoyle form back to her normal appearance. She raised an inquiring eyebrow at Orion. The Sea King stood in the middle of the river, holding his trident.
“Are you telling the fish a bedtime story?” she asked with an amused grin.
Orion chuckled and shook his head. “Yes and no. You can learn a lot from the water,” he said, wading ashore.
She tilted her head. “And what did it tell you?” she curiously asked.
“That it is very wet,” he dryly replied.
She laughed. “I would think the Sea King would have already figured that out,” she teased.
He walked over and leaned back against a large rock, propping his trident against it. She marveled that his clothing dried as soon as he was out of the water. She walked over and leaned next t
