I know now that dreams are made of ephemeral strands, easily washed away in the tides. No matter how much you yearn for them, they remain pitifully outside of your control. Dreams are the plaything of Fate and the gods. 

I run a hand over the fresh new scar that runs over my where my tail meets my abdomen. The scales are itchy, eager to recover and go about doing their job. The skin is white, jagged, and smooth to the touch. 

I have lost so much that the eye cannot see.

I shake my head and don my half cloak, tying it over my shoulders with a simple silver chain. When I was well enough to swim, Melodia summoned me. Today, she will bestow a great honor on me. 

I strap my ceremonial sword at my waist, mindful of where the belt sits so it will not press too tightly on the still sore scar. In the mirror, my reflection looks back at me with empty eyes.

I make my way to the balcony. Melodia waits there, triumphant and glowing. She is the youngest Siren in our history, and she is rightfully proud. I bow at the waist, placing my left hand over my heart.

"Militum, you stand before me as an honored warrior and a champion like no other." 

The Undine gathered below us cheer. They all witnessed the concerto and I have gained unwanted fans, just as Melodia has gained their respect.

"Today, I bestow upon you the glory of being my personal guard. You will accompany me at all times, subject only to my orders. Do you accept?"

I keep my head bowed so she will not see the tears brimming in my eyes. Surprisingly, my voice is strong when I reply. 

"I accept." 

Our clan cheers wildly and Melodia lays a hand on my shoulder, bidding me to rise. I take my place to her right, and slightly behind her. From now on, my only dream is to remain here and keep Melodia safe.

I will never tell her. I can't tell her what price her dream has come at. I won't ever be able to ask her if she might be mine. How could I? I could not give her the life she deserves.

I stare out into the water, lost in my thoughts and deaf to the cheering. Melodia turns to me and takes my hand, threading her fingers through mine. She smiles at me, a light in my darkness. 

I would die a thousand deaths to save you from one. 

My name is Militum and I was born to the Undine clan. 

I am in love with Melodia. 

I will never tell her.