AUTHOR’S POV
IN THE OCEAN
Selkie's question hung in the air like a thick fog, and Seidon opened his mouth, but the words seemed to stick in his throat. After a tense silence, he finally spoke, his voice strained and hesitant. “Mother, please, sit down.” And Selkie stood rooted to the spot, her eyes locked on his, still searching for answers in his troubled gaze, as a wave of dread washed over her, chilling her to the core. Finally, she nodded, returned to the bed, and sat down, her heart racing.
Seidon took a deep breath and spoke with a pained expression. "Dorian gave you a sleep herb," he said and Selkie froze, her entire body becoming rigid as the words sank in.
"What?" she asked, her voice barely audible. “Why would he do that?” But before Seidon could respond, another name escape
