Moments later he took note that the closer he drew the more audience appeared present drawn with the same trance. They appeared blind to even his appearance amongst them. With that fact being known he simply hid himself within the shadows watching closely. The questions forming began to aggravate him but those around him were skittish when endangered. One of two responses would happen should they become aware of his presence. Poseidon desired to avoid both scenarios.  Settling back against the wall the god waited patiently his scaled tail laying even with the wall. When the quick flash of color made it way past the small opening he paced himself. He could hear the squeals and counted the maidens in in area waiting until the numbers had dwindled drawing condensed in the cove. Reaching out in swift motion he gripped her arm his hand quickly clamping over her mouth to avoid alert. Tugging her close into the darkness he whispered into her ear to calm her.

“Calm yourself you are in no danger, who sings such a sad song. Her voice is not of your kind nor does it belong to any other I can relate at the moment. I am going to release you and you will speak!”

Poseidon stated calmly removing his hands from her inching back giving a small distance between them. His hands moved forward in caution knowing she very well could flee in fear of his wrath. He flashed a quick smile coaxing her over to calm her enough to speak. When she was finished he gave a nod handing her a fist full of “shinies” jewels in thanks. In quick motion he made his way past transforming into the very maiden he had spoken to.

They had of course gathered in large numbers. The king could not stand when they did so unless hunting. This was not the time to address such things curiosity was his motive.

He would simply wait for her song to end then all would clear away. Most of the coves were made of many channels. He would use this to get closer diving back under he rushed to find an entrance. Moments later he pulled himself from a small hole grumbling a bit before falling to the ground. A few inches to the opening on a ledge returning to yet another cove. the god could see clearly the girl who sang.  He folded his arms under his chin while laying on his stomach to listen to the melody from the small opening in the skulls eye. The hole he had crawled through only slightly bigger than his own form. He was high enough to be well hidden so long as he didn’t move too much. He had always adored a beautiful voice. He tilted his head a bit while raising a brow concluding it was well worth the trouble for a front row seat.

His interest was not just the melody but the fact she alone had the power to call on those of the sea as well. A mix of the two he finally understood. Glancing over the enchanted souls who listened to her words. Thankfully her reason was not in mischief. She appeared unaware of her trance she had brought. He then thought back to the blank faces who followed the notes carried through the seas. The more he thought the more her song muffled the god tuning her out a bit only to catch her melody. He watched them move to her words holding out garlands from the seas bottom. Was she truly this unaware, such a thing baffled Poseidon. Shifting in his small space he slowly maneuvered binging forth trident. Releasing those from the soft song of sorrow. The God narrowed his eyes watching the room empty out through the seas. When they were alone he gave a wicked smile ready to test her gifts, he certainly had use for such a being.

 He only had three sisters like her and they sang their song in the heart of Bermuda. Their cherry lips would lure any and all who climbed too close to the heart of the seas. They could do the same in the Aegean, but the last time he had tried that he had a hard time breaking out of the sisters’ spell. He should have never have infuriated them to such a degree, but he was drunk, and their song was intoxicating. After that point he wished the sisters as far away from his lot and manhood as they could be within useful standings.

“You carry an interesting tune, who exactly are you?”

The god demanded stepping out from the shadows behind her kicking a skull out of his way with a grunt. His dramatic entrance was ruined by the skull at his feet. With a roll of his eyes he scratched his head with the prong of trident and gave a light chuckle.

“You hold power behind such a melody, forgive me, I am Poseidon and that song lured half of the Aegean did you even take notice beautiful?”