the little mermaid (2023)

prince eric’s pov:

“we should allow you to get some sleep, and perhaps dried off as well.”

“oh, uh, yes! we took a boat out on the lagoon and i’m afraid we ended up in it!”

“anyway, goodnight.”

grimsby’s exquisite hosting etiquette saves me from my embarrassingly giggly manner. i’ve been like this all day, surprising myself as i have never been this way with anyone but myself, in my study. but today, as i rediscovered the beauty of the island with this very curious and very free-spirited young lady, i couldn’t help but enjoy the intimacy of sharing happiness and joy with her, as if it is what I am meant to do for the rest of my life

my eyes follow her small silhouette up the stairs and I am speechless, unable to say anything more to not embarrass myself further. i fail immensely as my cheeks heat up when she turns around catching me smiling, admiring how breathtaking she looks in my hat, how her beautiful long locks fall down her back. unable to hide my fondness for her , i stand still as she walks back down towards me and places my hat on my head. having nowhere else to hide, my eyes wonder else wear to not meet hers. my brain is only allowed to think of “goodnight. ariel” after inhaling her sweet salty scent once more.

as ariel walks up the stairs towards the guest bedchambers, my mind is reminded of the wonderful day i shared with her. In complete and utter bliss, here i stand, frozen as I stare at the girl that washed up from the sea just yesterday, desperately wishing i had built up the courage to have kissed her way before we fell into the lagoon

ariel.

my comfort and care-free spirit today with her leads me to believe i had to have met ariel before her arrival at the castle. i am reminded of the reaction my body had under her touch in the row boat, how familiar it was on my cheek. my mind has been a fog ever since, ariel consuming every thought racing in my mind. she is all i can think about now. after having had only spent a day with this beautiful stranger, I can not imagine what life was before her or what it could be after, without her. she has invaded me in every way possible and i can not seem to remember what occupied me before her.

i am snapped out of my heavenly thoughts by grimsby’s voice, expressing disappointment when stating they could not find the girl. What girl is he referring to?