Mermaid Trap - Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Translator: Effe
Editor: Yonnee
—
A black night. The moonlight was unusually bright.
A beach with a long stretch of white sand. The coral sand tinged shimmered and sparkled in the soft moonlight.
Viviane stuck out her upper body from behind a rock between rippling waves while waiting for someone.
She should be well hidden. The moonlight shining here was no exception. Her dazzling platinum blonde hair twinkled while it danced with the waves.
After waiting a while, she glanced at the compass hanging around her neck. The needle was shaking slightly as it pointed toward the sandy beach.
‘He’ll be here soon, right?’
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Ah, so nice. The fresh night air cleared her head.
Feeling the cool breeze gently brushing her cheeks. The ripples tickling her tail fin felt pleasant.
It was the happiest wait in the world. It was a luxury that could only be enjoyed once a month, on the night of the full moon.
Rustle, rustle.
With the sound of footsteps in the sand, Viviane’s blue eyes shone as she saw a long shadow cast on the sandy beach. A familiar figure began to appear in the distance.
‘…He’s here!’
Viviane held her breath and held onto the rock. Thump. Her fluttering heart trembled with excitement.
There were things that would make her feel good just by looking at them. The newborn fishes playing tag through the anemones, and the splashes caused by her sisters dancing gently.
Of course, the best among them is the ‘perfect male’ right in front of her right now. In short, it was the best of the best.
“How handsome.”
She could even burst into an exclamation.
For Viviane, the youngest princess of the undersea merkingdom, the merfolk’s palace was a safe prison. Viviane had been seriously ill when she was a child, and that she was on the precipice of death at that time. She herself had no recollection of being ill, although the problem seemed severe.
Her father, the merking, forbade her to take a step outside the palace, citing her weakness.
Viviane grew up in good health under watchful care. Her swimming speed was fast, and she tirelessly learned to dance, even boasting superior prowess amongst her sisters.
Strangely, however, her father’s overprotectiveness continued. Her father’s words were the same each time.
He said that her body is weak, it was unknown when it would worsen again.
She was frustrated. She’s not sick, but he kept saying she’s sick. Even though she tried to understand that it was just a parent’s heart who cared about their child, she felt upset nevertheless.
When Viviane voiced her envy of her free-roaming sisters, the merking imprisoned even her sisters in the merfolk palace.
“Nuisance.”
“It’s all because of you, Vivi.”
That’s how she got bullied by her older sisters as well. Her only support was the numerous books and her dedicated handmaid, Annabel.
Even when she was all grown up—reaching her mating period and having her coming-of-age ceremony—her father’s overprotection intensified further.
The palace was suffocating, but there was still a gap where she could breathe from.
Once a month, on the night of the full moon, a religious ceremony would be held at the Deep Sea Temple. On the only day when the boundaries of the palace were neglected, she was able to enjoy her own escape.
“…Hi.”
A greeting that won’t reach shattered in the air. She knew he wouldn’t hear it.
She knew that.
She wanted to do something because just looking at that male made her chest fill up and she couldn’t control it.
“How have you been in the past month? You still look amazing.”
Even though he had dark eyes and jet-black hair like the night. It’s strange. He looked more radiant than the moon in the sky.
“My name is Viviane.”
Even if others saw her as crazy, she just wanted to let him know her name.
“You can just call me Vivi.”
What if he looked at her and called her ‘Vivi’? Her heart really felt like it would burst with joy just by imagining it.
His voice must be as beautiful as his face. She wanted to approach him right away and talk to him, to hear his voice.
“What is your name? Your name… I don’t know how to call you.”
He was too special to be regarded as just a mere human being, and even more so if he’d be regarded as a mere male.
Just. Even while she was alone.
She wanted to call his name.
His name, which would make her think of only him.
For now, it is ‘brilliant male’ or ‘perfect male’. She made several names, but it seems a bit childish. Viviane wanted to know his real name.
She originally had a lot of questions.
At first, she was curious about the moon seen from the land. Because the waves sway here and there it was disturbing the view. Just one time. She wanted to see the moonlight that didn’t fade with the waves.
That was the start.
The moment she went up to the land, her eyes were caught by a male brighter than the moon.
After seeing him, she kept thinking about him.
Even if she couldn’t reach him. It’s nice just to look at him.
She wanted to breathe the same air under the same moonlight with him. She wanted to tell him something even from a distance.
Just one time. No, just one more time.
She wanted to meet him.
After that, Viviane’s escape continued every month. She could name countless reasons to see him. Because the more she met him, the more she missed him.
Last night, when she found out it was raining. Viviane was so nervous that she couldn’t sleep.
Whenever it rained, Viviane’s ‘perfect male’ wouldn’t go out for a walk. Then she has to wait one more month. The rain that started in the evening continued into the afternoon.
However, in the evening when the moon was rising, the weather cleared up. In the end, she was able to see the male like this. So, today was a ‘lucky day’. Viviane thought so.
The male leisurely walked on the white sand. He was never in a hurry or impatient like he was a naturally noble creature.
Unlike her, who couldn’t hide her expression, he didn’t have any facial expression of particular importance. She often wondered what he was thinking when his face looked grim.
When he looked up at the full moon, his profile, extending from his forehead to the tip of his chin and down to his neckline, was too perfect.
Viviane kept her eyes on him carefully, not wanting to miss a moment. Even though she was locked up for twenty nine days, she was able to hold out thanks to this day.
Could it be because she was in her mating period? Her heart often felt hot. She wanted to come over and hug him, but she held back.
If only she could kiss those pretty lips. Say that she likes him. To whisper something that she has been wishing for a very long time.
If you like me too, would you hold me?
If she can say so.
How nice would that be?
—
※ note: Whenever Vivi calls Kian ‘male’ it’s more like ‘human man’ or ‘male creature’, in a way that you’d call another species
hello~ apologies for bringing in sad news but this would be the last chapter from us. we have noticed that a group has posted over us, so to honor their enthusiasm, we have decided to drop this project.
please keep an eye for a new title coming up soon~!
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
