Whispers of anxiety

The cave exuded an eerie, non-sentient odor, as if no creature with a shred of awareness would dare venture into its oppressive darkness. Its walls bore a moth-like texture, and menacing stalactites hung like a colossal chandelier. Yet, nothing could deter her determination to stay at this forsaken place.

The girl yearned for solitude; no one could fathom the depth of her anxiety. Even she was unfamiliar with this overwhelming emotion. If there was anyone who truly knew her, it was Sebastien. After an arduous search, he finally found her. As he approached, he moved cautiously, crabwalking to avoid triggering her hostility.

"How long have you been here?" he inquired.

"I lost count of the days. How did you find me, anyway?" She replied, her irritation apparent, fully aware of his intentions to help.

"Mr. Trinton has been very worried," Sebastien explained. "He's gathered all his mercenaries, and it won't be long before they discover this wretched cave of yours."

"Then I'll find a new one," she retorted, refusing to face Sebastien.

"You know you can confide in me, right?" he asked, his concern evident.

"Why don't you try me?" Sebastien implored.

The girl turned to face Sebastien, her terror palpable as she said, "I can't stay at home. I'm scared, Sebastien. I feel suffocated."

 Sebastien suggested with a relieved smile.

"It's not that simple, Sebastien," she responded. "I'm... I'm afraid of water."

Sebastien's eyes widened in disbelief. This revelation left him utterly dumbfounded. It was something he had considered impossible. With trepidation, he approached the princess and said, "But Ariel, you can't be afraid of water. You're a mermaid!"

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