[center][h2]Thalassa[/h2][/center]

[@Legion02]The nudge was what had chased away the dreams of her dead mother. Bringing her back from the hazy of sleep, to the reality which was before her. She expected to see Splatter's playful round face. Instead the frightening sight of gleaming silver met her pink eyes. Fear, sharp fear, sparked through her. Shinning from her pink eyes. Widening the eyes that were elegantly embellished with long, dark, lashes. She could not move, her body refused. The fear of the weapon in front of her eyes froze her. Thalassa felt like her stomach was filled with stones. Causing her to sink beneath the bitter waves of fear. Disappearing into the darkness. Her eyes slowly traveled up the blade. The light from the cave's glowing plant life shimmering off the steel. Her eyes Coming to meet the human she had saved. Father was right, humans were dangerous. They would only kill you if given the chance. That's what he had told her. She had always wished to give humans the benefit of the doubt.... But now she was going to die. 

Slowly, in what she though would be her last moments. She studied the males handsome face. Noting each small detail. The human looked confused,
Shaken beneath a mask that tried to deceive her. For some reason, as she looked into his eyes. She was calmed. Never before had she unfrozen in such a manner. It was shocking it her. That she was able to speak. [b]"[color=pink]Please don't hurt me[/color]"[/b] the words were not a command. But a quiet plead instead. Being a princess, she had never before had to ask for her life. The guards had always been there to protect her. 

She had always been a bit 'flinchy' when it came to strangers. Those she did not know, where hard for her to trust at all. And more than often, she felt as though she was in harms way. She had to remind herself that her father would not let her come to harm. However, she was on her own now, with Splatter sleeping besides her. If she spoked to loudly, she would wake the seal... And if he saw this human threatening her. She could not hold him back. But she also knew, that he would stand no choice against a blade. The playful seal had no natural weapons of his own. He was not a killer in nature. He wouldn't be able to fight. If he was killed, she would be heart broken.