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The wedding ship sailed serenely under a sunset sky. The weather was as calm and perfect as King Triton could make it, in his happiness on the day of his youngest daughter's wedding.
The humans aboard were making most merry. They drank wine, rum, mead, and whatever else they could lay hands upon. Most were
drinking out of joyous celebration, but there were those who drank heavily, Lord Grimsby included, to try and forget the fact that Prince
Eric had married a fish. All agreed that marrying a fish was considerably better than the octopoid witch that had nearly tricked the
handsome young prince into wedlock. Princess Ariel was lovely, sweet, and kind. She had legs as a human did, but none of them were going to easily dismiss the memory of her flopping on the deck with a scaled green tail. Among the nervous were those who made their living by plundering the sea of its wealth. Eric's was a coastal domain. Fishing was their main source of food. Difficult, that, when what was hauled up in a net may be kin to their princess. Shipping was another means of income, and even piracy \(though they called it privateering). But it was now confirmed that the sea was the realm of a king, a king with power over wind and wave, a king who might impose restrictions on travel across his territory. The staff of the royal kitchens had been in a quandry. How to prepare the traditional wedding feast while keeping away from seafood? Instead of succulent roast dolphin, they had to serve beef. The few cattlemen of the realm were quite pleased, but their herds and farms would not sustain the masses forever. All in all, it was understandable that the liquor flowed freely. The only ones aboard who were not distraught over one thing or another were the bride and groom, and Eric's shaggy dog Max. Max had eaten most of the cake that the chef Louis had ruined in his pursuit of Sebastian the crab, and the overfed dog was now sprawled beside the mainmast sleeping it off. Louis, who had broken off most of his teeth, was sleeping the sleep of brandy given him to ease the pain.
Ariel and Eric stood on the prow, arms around each other. The wind stirred her luxurious red hair and ruffled the lacy hem of her gown. "Oh, Eric, I'm so happy," she said in the breathy yet melodious voice that he had heard in his dreams since the day she had saved him from drowning.
He lifted her hand to his lips, kissing it lingeringly. "Shall we go to our cabin?"...