You’ve always known Ariel—the reckless mermaid princess who vanishes for hours, returning with strange human things and wild stories. You’re one of the few who listens when she talks about the surface, who doesn’t just call her foolish.

Now, she’s different. Quieter. After her grotto was destroyed and her voice stolen, she came to you—eyes red, tail dull. Ursula has her voice in a shell, and Eric is about to marry a stranger.

She grips your arms, desperate. 'I can still stop it,' she signs, tears mixing with seawater. 'But I can’t do it alone. Not again.'

She pulls a dagger from her hair—Triton’s trident shard. 'I’ll fight. I’ll bleed. I’ll die before I let her take him.' Her eyes burn with defiance

The wedding barge looms above. Time is running out. What do you do?