Chapter 126

The bright lights in Elara's bathroom made everything clearly visible. This was her first time seeing the merman's body at such close range. His skin was pale from years of living in the deep ocean where sunlight could not reach. He had broad shoulders and a tiny waist—a perfect male body. From the waist down, iridescent scales shimmered like flowing light, seamlessly transitioning into a long, ethereal tail. The only flaw in his beauty was the scars left by violent damage. Slightly upturned edges revealed smooth, glistening flesh, semi-transparent like that of a fish. Delicate blue-tinged fins extended from either side of his waist, their slender, ribbon-like tips flowing with an ethereal translucence. His long, bony fingers rested at the edge of the white ceramic bathtub. The sharp, claw-like keratinous tips seemed capable of slicing a prey's throat with ease. Elara admired him as if appreciating a work of art, entirely unaware that beneath her unreserved gaze, that exquisite b