Sometimes court gets too much to handle. King Teran needs to escape from the day to day nonsense, the constant bickering between the high lords. In these times he feels like a teenage boy, sneaking out from his underwater castle. Sneaking out from his responsibilities. He has done these late night rides but he never knew how this one would change his life.

He covered his muscular six foot frame with the common garments that the lowborn folk wear. Over this he dresses in one of his priceless robes. He made his way out the back door of his chamber and down the rear stairs. Down to the lowest level. He activated the algae on the wall. It gave off a low yellow glow. Down deeper he went. Into parts of the castle not many people travel.

He pushed on the old seaweed gate and entered into a grove of fucus and caulerpa. A few paces to the small clearing and his familiar came swimming to him. Pea as Mor, his dolphin, came swimming down to him. With one quick grab at his fin he was pulled along with her as they escaped for their night’s adventure.

Peanas Mor swam for over an hour before they passed the last village. As his trusted companion crossed the border in the forbidden lands he saw movement from the corner of his eye. Down below his keen eyes spotted an orca swimming below him and to the left. Its large form glided through the coral with easy. He noticed that the orca was chasing a merfolk. It appeared to be a female trying to escape from the large beast. What was she doing out this far.

He had Peanas Mor turn and drop down to the swimming orca. As they went into a dive, Teran pulled a net from the bag on the dolphin’s side. Just above the orca he let go of Peanas Mor fin and dropped over the surprised orca. One moment the orca was swimming the next he was tangled in the net and rolling to a stop in the soft white sand.