161 FOOL ME TWICE, SHAME ON ME

NEOMA, while staring intently at the beautiful merman in front of her, noticed that they had silver-ish gills on the side of their neck. Their eyes were also unique as the color kept on changing in different shades of blue. Needless to say, it was fascinating.

"Didn't you learn that staring is rude, child?" the merman snapped at her. Their voice was masculine, and they had a commanding (rather demanding) tone. "What are you looking at me for anyway?"

Neoma smiled her most charming smile. "I apologize for staring," she said. "I was simply fascinated by your beauty."

The merman raised a brow at her as if they were surprised by her remark.