To the Prince that I’ve loved and lost,
You probably don’t have all the time in the world now. Maybe, I’m no longer part of your memory. But please, do me a favor. Finish this letter.
I bet you’re thinking, “Who wrote this?” “What’s up with the bottle with my name on it?” You must have a thousand questions in your mind right now. But don’t worry, I’ll explain everything.
Remember the mute who ended up living in your castle for three days? The weirdo who can’t even walk straight when you first saw her? That’s me. And I’m…I’m a mermaid.
Yes. We exist, Eric.
I lived under the sea, which is pretty close from your castle. I’m the youngest among the seven daughters of King Triton. I’m the troublemaker among my siblings. Well, I guess I’m too adventurous.
The population of our kingdom is a tiny speck compared to your world, but enough to keep it going. Based on the books that I’ve read from your library, people think that living as a mermaid feels majestic.
Sorry to burst everyone’s bubble, but being a mermaid sucks. While humans get to maximize the use of their feet, we’re stuck in the ocean, with weird unlikeable sea creatures, wearing boring clam bras. Looking for adventure is challenging and I get bored all the time–except when your kingdom go on crusades.
I first saw you on one of those marvelous ships. It’s also the first time I saw human beings. At first I was terrified, as my father had been warning us about “horrible land creatures”, but seeing your smile swept my fear away. That encounter made me curious about humans. So every time I got the chance, I’ll swam across the ocean to follow your ship.