A pair of feet landed on the small beach that stretches out along the coast. His weight caused him to press slightly into the sand. Green eyes take in his surroundings, seeing a sea of plastic that had washed ashore. Tilting his head up and letting his eyes wander along the coast, his sight was met with more of human-made stuff. Plastic boxes that were filled with dead fish, bottles that had turned green as plankton has started to grow on their surface. Carefully, Harry moved through the sea of plastic and seeing a bird struggle out of the mountain of plastic. His heart feels heavy with sadness as the emotion grew in his chest at seeing the little animal struggle. Moving quickly, Harry quickly freed the sea eagle. "This is no mere accident sister," his voice cut through the air. "Orm did this as a warning, sending all the plastic in the ocean back to the mainland."

"Orm is not wrong in sending this back to the mainland. Our people and the ocean population suffers from the surface world dwellers and their pollution. This… plastic ends up in the stomach of the fishes, and not only them but in ours too. In several years, we swim through plastic instead of water. Orm's fault is the way he chose to handle the situation is wrong." The voice of their companion, a woman with long flowing red hair spoke up. "He wants to bring total destruction to the surface world, and not only will humans die, but also the animals. Orm is ignorant of what his actions will do in the short run, my lord."

Harry turns on his heel and sees a beautiful woman kneeling behind his sister, this woman position gave the young Atlantean a clear view of the swelling of her breasts. A red-pink tint appeared on his cheeks at seeing her wet skin. It cost him a few moments to tear away his eyes from her chest and towards the woman's face and see her looking back at him with a bemused expression. Clearing his throat nervously, yet kept their eyes locked. "I had hoped that the son would be different than the father, however after witnessing the large tsunami that caused a lot of property damage and probably claimed countless innocents. This is not the way to help Atlantis, I know that there is a more peaceful option to save both worlds, yet Orm spat at the gift of life. Lowering himself to the same position the humans are taking with defiling the source of all life." He spoke, anger seeping into his voice.

"Since he was crowned, Atlantis was ruled fairly by King Orm despite no one knowing his actual origin. His strength, leadership and the love that he displayed for his Kingdom caused everyone making assumptions that he is of royal blood. Unlike his father, Orm didn't have to fear to be discovered and believed himself being of your blood, my Queen. It was after Orm learned about Arthur existence that he changed behind the closed doors of the throne room. Fearing for the rightful ruler to claim the throne, Atlantis King sought ways in keeping his power...and the answer he found when reading about the old legend that was told by our people." Mera of Xebel spoke. "This Legend is known as the Ocean Master. A title that elevates you to almost an equal position of King Atlan. With the Legend in mind, King Orm focussed on finding the Trident and a plan to rally the other Kingdoms to his side to get total control over the oceans."

Atlanna narrowed her eyes and she scowled at the thought of the usurper. "Orm knows that our people fear that humans will discover our Kingdoms. We see the devastating effects they leave in their search for resources. Knowing our fear, he used this flood to warn the surface dwellers that something is coming while also using this as an excuse to rally the kingdoms behind his cause."

"That is correct. Vulko and I learned the truth about Orm origin and planned to put your son, Prince Arthur on the throne...only to..." Mera trailed off when her eyes flickered towards the most famous relic of the oceans.

Harry turned and pushed his legs through the many mountains and piles of plastic, turning his head to look over his shoulder, Atlan's trident new master finished Mera sentence. "...Discover that someone else has claimed the Trident of my father. Don't fret about Atlantis future for now because we will fix that after our work is done in this town. These town people need our help and that is the least we can do for the trouble Orm is causing."

After trudging through piles of plastic and dead animal, Harry, Mera with Atlanana arrived at the sea house, Harry sees his cousin, Arthur Curry trying to reassure the population. Despite his tries, people were more focussed on the television that shows large parts of the world is buried under a never-ending sea of plastic. "I see that everyone is alright, no wounds or people hurt?" Calls out the young Atlantean. The reaction that he got was mostly positive, yet many were clearly still in shock of what had happened, and if not that then it would be the plastic that was now shown worldwide on the news. "Arthur, how is your father?"

"My old man is fine," Arthur replied. "The same cannot be said about the garbage that has washed ashore. I never knew that they have dumped this much into the sea."

"This much unnatural human-made garbage is bad for nature and in the long run, bad for all living beings. All this – plastic brings a disorder to the natural order and if we do not stop now, then we will run ourselves to our extinction." Atlanna spoke up. "Call your government and order them to get rid of this and not dumping this in our seas." Many people around her shuffled nervously their feet. "Now stand up and help each other to clean the streets so everyone can return home for the night."

Seeing his sister and nephew take charge of the people to help to clear the streets, Harry himself was seeking through the crowd for the girl he had met before it all happened. He found them quickly, sitting in a corner and waving at him. Quickly the boy moved through the people, gently pushing them out of his way until arriving in front of them. "Uhm...hi," Harry squeaked nervously. "...Surprise!" Exclaimed the boy, adding some humour to it.

Daphne arched a single brow at hearing him and crossed her arms under her budding chest. "I knew that there was more to you than the eye could see, mister." She then lowered her voice slightly. "Was that your Magic?"

"Why are you whispering?" Harry voiced equal low back.

"Do you remember that I told you about the Statute of Secrecy," Daphne got a shake of the head and she explained it to him. "The Statute of Secrecy is the Law in our society that protects us against the muggles, or what they called No-Maj." She told him. "If someone performs Magic, our Ministry picks that up and then comes to arrest the one who broke the law and also perform damage control on all witnesses."

Harry glanced at her family, at which the adults nod their heads. "Why are you telling me this?" The confusion was clearly seen on his face.

This time it was Daphne who is confused. "Didn't you just perform Magic in front of many witnesses, even your family used their Magic."

Harry chuckled once the galleon dropped. Shaking his head, a smile appeared on his face. "Magic? What Magic, all I and my family did was using the abilities that we have as Atlanteans."

"Atlanteans you said, I thought that they were a Myth." Daphne's astonishing voice faltered when Harry smirked at her and then let the trident fade away. His armour too disappeared and just like his nephew, Harry pulled his shirt up and over his head until all was visible was the muscular torso. She felt then a large hand land on her head, rubbing her hair.

"Enough talk Daphne, we can later speak more about your astonishing discovery of my people. For now, we need to help my family and the people of this town." Daphne felt her face turn pink as the heat coursed through her body and felt steam leave her eardrums once seeing him stripping. "Daphne? Daphne, why is your face red? Wait..." She felt something touching her forehead and she blinked when seeing another pair of eyes gazing into hers. "Hmm… you don't have a fever."

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Her scream cut through the night which was accompanied by deep, rumbling laughter from her father.

Many hours later at the break of day, we see the sun rising from the far beyond the sea and its light touching the lighthouse at the coast. Seeping through the window and touching the face of a young woman with blonde hair. Eyes scrunched, narrowing at the warm touch of the sun, and slowly they fluttered open. Blue eyes the same colour as the ice slowly focussed at the white ceiling of her room, before they suddenly sharpened. Realization sprouted in her head that this room wasn't hers and she quickly turned her head. Daphne sees more white walls, here and there paintings and pictures of the sea, a dolphin here and there jumping out of the sea of one painting. On a closet, a stuffed seagull was sitting on the edge, watching out over the sleeping people. She quickly noticed her parents sleeping on a mattress on the floor and feeling a weight leaning against her back. Turning her head, she sees her sister, Astoria burying her face into her back. Snuggling against Daphne which caused the girl to let out a breath of relieving before throwing the covers off from her body and then her bare feet touched the floor.

She covered her sister with the bedsheet again and then darted with silent steps around the sleeping forms of her parents. Daphne reached the door and stepped through before silently closing it again. Looking around, she sees a sea blue coloured wall and long curved stairs going upward, she turned her head to see curved stairs going down. Knowing from last night that the living room could be found at the base of these stairs. Climbing down, Daphne stops at the base, taking in the large circular room. Standing along the walls where bookshelves, paintings and a very large aquarium which held exotic looking fishes and corals, however sleeping with them is the most famous wizard. Floating in the water, Daphne could see Harry Potter asleep. "It is common, young lady." The girl turns towards the voice, seeing a tall, broad muscular man with long wild brown hair. "For our people, Atlanteans to sleep in the water." A smile appeared on her face and she stepped the last few steps down. "I heard from my father that my mother ate a fish when she woke up for the first time here. Coffee?"

"Sorry mister…?" Daphne quietly spoke out, a frown of confusion was shown on her face.

The man laughed and mentioned with his arm that she needs to follow him. "Arthur, so please don't call me mister ever again." A chuckle escaped him and Arthur led her to the kitchen island and pointed to a high bar crutch for her to take a seat. "My uncle," a pause happened when the girl looked at him surprised. "I see your surprised look, but yea… Harry is my uncle. Don't ask me how, but Atlanteans are practical long-lived. According to my mother, a force that is called the Blue and her father King Atlan did something… let us say… they worked together with Harry's parents to give birth to him. Harry is Atlantean and Magical and got the best from two worlds."

"Harry is royalty?" Daphne thought out loud.

Another chuckle left the man and Arthur slid a cup of coffee towards Daphne. "No, Harry is King. Like my namesake, King Arthur of Britain, whoever pulls out the sword, in my uncle's case this would be the trident… is King of Britain and again, for Harry it would be the Kingdoms under the sea."

"Who told you that story?" The girl was now curious, wondering if this story of King Arthur actually had any connections with that of Atlantis and was merely adopted by her people and the non-magical. She accepted the cup of coffee as she listened to the man.

"My mother's advisor, Vulko told me the story," Arthur told her. "You can say that Vulko is my trainer and quest giver, pushing me to visit Atlantis and search for the Sword in the Stone. But now, Harry has completed my quest." Arthur then pushed a plate of fruit to the girl and with a grin said. "Now that you know a little about your crush and our people, what about telling us about yours." Daphne sputtered when hearing the man's claims about her and Harry. It was then the word 'we' settled into her mind, however before she could say anything, someone else spoke.

A shadow glide over the floor of the kitchen and a well-trained body rested lazily against the doorframe. Harry smiled at the girl and kept looking at Arthur. "Comparing me with your namesake now, aren't we?"

Arthur lips curled up into a smirk and lifted his cup. "I know you have listened to our conversation before you joined us, Harry. Vulko told me many times about the story of the first king of Atlantis and what it entails, while my father read to me many times the story of my namesake. I cannot help that I connect Vulko's quest with that of the British King, which you succeeded." Laughed Arthur merrily, slapping his tight. The boy glared playfully at his nephew but couldn't help to smile when Daphne let out a cute snort.

Grabbing a cup of tea and joined the table, letting himself fall in a chair next to Daphne. Turning his attention to the girl and ignoring the overgrown man child, Harry spoke. "Hi, Daphne, I hope that you weren't shocked when finding yourself in a foreign room. You and your family helped so much with clearing the debris that you worked yourself into exhaustion. I–"

"Harry carried you in his arms. Once settled in his arms, you nuzzled your face into his chest and you looked so content. The whole ride with the car, you sneaked your arms around him, holding Harry tightly. I would almost say that you two were a pair if I didn't know any better." Arthur interrupted, causing the two of them to blush at what the older boy in the room spoke.

A heavy, deep voice joined the conversation. "He is right, my little snowflake. You refused to release the boy and it was only after we managed to pry off your hands that we could lie you down in bed." Daphne turned her bright coloured face towards the direction of the voice, recognizing as her father's voice. "I'm almost tempted to write down a marriage contract between the two of you. One of my reasons would be that those fools of the former Dark Lord would stop pestering me, second, you looked pretty smitten with him already."

"Dear… that is enough, you are embarrassing our daughter and her boyfriend," Diana chastised her husband, yet at the same time embarrassed her daughter. Lady Greengrass made herself comfortable in the chair next to her daughter. "Mister Curry, do you mind if I call a friend to help setting breakfast for us all. It is a thank you from us, for your hospitality. Cupid, can you please prepare breakfast for us and our new friends."

Out of nowhere, a small elf-like being appeared in the kitchen. This creature reached the height of an adults knee. Large batwing like ears and a pair of large tennis ball sized eyes. "Cupid serve, mistress Greengrass and her new friends." The creature spoke, lifting her hand and with her fingers made a snapping motion. Magic exploded in small sparks from her fingers and vegetables appeared in the air. Tomatoes, cucumber and onion were peeled, and cut in small cubes before the dressing covered the food, giving it taste before it was placed in a bowl. A whole chicken which was already prepared danced on the dining table before the meat was stripped off the bones and then were neatly cut before it lands on a plate and some herbs were spread over the meat. Arthur smiled when his nose caught the scent of freshly baked bread which appeared in a basket. Before his eyes, everything space at the dining table was soon occupied by plates of food. "Hey dad, do you think that my uncle's girlfriend can get us such elf?" Atlanta's son called out loudly, causing the two mentioned persons to blush while his father laughed loudly, slamming his hands on his knees.

In front of Harry and the Curry family, food quickly filled every space on the table and soon they were enjoying their time together. Delian and his wife, Diana were wrapped in a conversation with Atlanna about their cultures. Further down the table sits Arthur whose eyes were sparkling mischievously while listening to Astoria, and both of them peaked a few times at Harry and Daphne. Tom laughed, listening to the conversation between his wife and guests, awe and wonder shining in his eyes. Daphne listened with rapt attention to Harry's story in how he survived the SS Anne and how he stranded on an unknown island after being chased by the creatures of the depth. This is how Harry spent his morning with his new friend and her family before they departed each their own way, but not without promising to see each other again.

Somewhere in the vast ocean...

Moving through the water is a mechanical fish, a vehicle the Atlanteans use to move through the oceans. Inside we can see Mera controlling her ship as she guides it over the crystal bridge that has become the only entrance towards Atlantis. "Mera why do we use your ship while we can swim faster?" Mera heard her companion, Arthur Curry ask her. She couldn't help to roll her eyes at his naivety.

"Using my ship to navigate through the water will let us converse our strength that we might need if Orm's grasp on the Militair of Atlantis is too firm. Vulko informed you that Orm is afraid of your existence. You are a threat to his rule of Atlantis, or at least you have become one of many." Mera told them while they moved with speed through the water. They moved further away from the mainland and dived deeper until even the sun couldn't reach the bottom. For anyone that isn't an Atlantean or any other species in the oceans… the depth of the ocean is like one black pit. But for Mera and her companions, the depth of the ocean is rich in colour.

Their eyes flared with ancient magic and the iris of their eyes light up, however for one of them the power was so much that it couldn't be contained. In wisps of emerald arcane magic, Harry's eyes showed pure power. But for him, the ocean depth revealed their treasures in all their splendour glory. At the bottom, wrecks of long-forgotten ships that had found their end at the bottom of the ocean were all covered by corals, moss and underwater floras. It all illuminated with different kind of bright and attractive colours that the surface people will never be able to witness with their own eyes.

A whole new world opened for them and when Atlantis appeared for the first time for Harry, it illuminated so much that it looks like a bright beacon that could be seen from the surface if they had the eyes of the Atlanteans. Atlantis seems stuck in their own age period which was super high advanced even to this age period. Large statues of Atlanteans soldiers stand along the walls of the capital. "How will we get into Atlantis if there is only one entrance?" Harry smirked once hearing his nephew. "I am serious about this little uncle!"

"Like most Royalties and palaces, many secret passages are hidden that only a royal member knows of. Your mother knows a secret passage and we intend to use one of them to enter Atlantis. However, we cannot show our hands that your mother had survived or that I possess the Trident but what Orm do know is you, nephew." Replied Harry with a wicked grin. "Orm probably keeps the only gateway under sharp supervision and do have people looking out for you. He expects you to show up and will have people on standby."

Arthur laughed heartily. "You say that Orm has a party waiting for me? Good! I always wanted to punch his people for ruining my parents' lighthouse all those years ago."

"They are also your people Arthur." Mera retorted. "I can understand that you resent them for the time lost with your mother and the destruction of your father's lighthouse. But those were only the people that followed Orm's father."

"Mera is right my son. You cannot blame the whole of Atlantis for what has happened to me or your father lighthouse. They are soldiers and they follow the command of their rulers and sadly they followed the wrong rulers. Once we retake the throne from Orm, an investigation will happen in who betrayed the throne and then they will be sentenced to the Trench." Atlanta voiced out. "Even Orm will get the chance to survive the Trench, if he isn't foolish enough to challenge my brother to the Ring of Fire." A small smile flashed for a short moment on her face at the idea of it.

"Orm is probably arrogant enough to demands the trident to be handed over to him." Harry joined the conversation. "However, my father's trident is already bonded to me and see me as its rightful owner. With the trident in my possession, Orm claim on the throne is gone and in desperation, he will demand the Ring of Fire to save face and more importantly to claim the trident to strengthen his place as ruler."

Atlanta opened the ship when the distance closed the further they moved to Atlantis. "Mera good luck and can you keep an eye out for my son, thanks and we see you soon. Arthur, be safe please... don't be too reckless okay and listen to Vulko." She launched out of Mera's vehicle.

"See you soon Arthur and try to keep the damage minimum. Mera, a pleasure to meet you and like my sister said...keep that big lump safe, bye." Harry said before following his sister and the two disappeared from view the further they dived towards the seafloor.

Mera guided her mechanical fish vehicle through the gate of Atlantis and Arthur got his first view. Large buildings that resemble the marine lives and shines like neon lights in the depth. The natural light comes in all kind of colours but Mera led them to the old city of Atlantis is closer to the seafloor and showed the original roots of Atlantis with ancient statues of the gods and kings of ancient Greece and Rome when they still lived at the surface. Large stone marbles lies spread over the ocean bottom and Arthur could even spot several ships that were made by the surface dwellers. "We have arrived at the safe house Arthur, a friend awaits you inside." the beautiful woman with red hair told him. She hid her vehicle between the ruins of an old temple. They left the Atlantian ship and entered the remains of an old V.O.C. ship and Arthur landed on his feet. "What is this?" Mera heard her prince ask.

"This is an air pocket that we use as an extra layer for precaution. Most Atlanteans need time to adjust to breathing air and there are few like us who could change at the drop." Mera explained before a welcome voice joined her.

"Plus, it keeps the animals out." A tall man with a young, yet old face awaited them. The man picked up a small fish that had found its way into the air pocket somehow and with a gentle flick of his wrist the fish was thrown back into the water. "Or else it can get become kind of messy."

"Vulko, here I am, your old man." A dull thud was heard when Arthur planted his mother's trident into the floor of the ship. "After all these years, you finally get what you wanted." Vulko just smiled at the man that he had helped grow into what he became. Arthur smiled and planted a hand on the other man's shoulder.

Vulko moved a hand to his chest in the Atlantean welcome gesture for the royal line. "Arthur, I wish it was under better circumstances."

Mera smiled, seeing Arthur relax in the presence of Vulko. She learned that the Queen's advisor had trained the Prince once they grew more trustworthy to each other. Joining them, her face a mask of seriousness. "I can't believe Orm attacked."

"It is not an attack. Legally, he's not allowed to yet." Vulko told them with a shake of his head while leading the pair to an old treasure chest. "What he did to your surface world was merely a warning."

Mera brows furrowed together in thoughts. "Then what did provoke the attack?"

"King Orm and your father were ambushed by the surface." Vulko explained to the pair. "A large submarine ship found the location of our meeting and opened fire."

Arthur arched a single brow upon hearing the explanation. "By the surface? I don't think so Vulko." The prince buttered in, "For years the surface believed that Atlantis was a fairytale. Besides, don't you find this suspicious that when Orm and Mera's father held a meeting...a submarine suddenly shows and attacks? Let me pronounce it better… the surface world has only discovered five percent of the sea and oceans, how can they find that exact meeting if they aren't that advanced yet?"

Mera snorted upon hearing Arthur and she friendly slapped the man's powerful shoulders. "And here I thought that you were all muscles and no brains. But Arthur is right. It is highly suspicious that on that exact day the surface warship appears on Orm and father's meeting, let's stand that the scouts haven't noticed such a large vessel closing in."

"You think that Orm has betrayed us to the surface world and let that warship pass the patrols, just to attack us?" Vulko exclaimed in shock, only for his eyes to widen. "Wait! If Orm did what you just said then his goal is to put fear into the hearts of his people to rally them behind his banners and he started with Xebel...the second-largest army beside Atlantis."

Mera caught the thought process of the Queen's advisor. "Orm plans to force with the power of Xebel beside that of Atlantis to get the other two kingdoms rally behind his banner."

"So… if we want to stop this war..." Arthur breathed out when he too connected the dots and seeing the strong, determined face of his mother's loyal servant.

"...You must dethrone Orm to prevent this war from happening." Vulko finished the prince sentences. Vulko pulled out a leather-bound bundle and unrolled the bundle once seeing Arthur grimacing at the thought and could predict what the prince would say. "And I know that you don't want to become King, you told me that enough times that I can fill a whole book full of it but if you win the heart of the people and retrieved this..." Vulko pointed at the image of a familiar trident. "You can stop Orm to execute his plans."

Arthur sighed and leaned heavily against the chest. "Yea...old man, one problem." He chuckled with some amusement and threw a thumb over his shoulder towards his mother's trident that stands tall without any support. "I already got one of those, my mother's trident." The man let out a chuckle while folding the leather back into a bundle but his eyes stayed connected with Atlantis most loyal advisor. "Vulko there is something I need to tell you..."

The safehouse walls suddenly exploded, sending debris and splintered wood throughout the space. Arthur, out of reflex jumped towards the floor while Mera and Vulko hid behind the large treasure chest. Lifting his face off the floor, Arthur sees a heavily armed boot step through the hole which was accompanied by a metallic voice. "By the order of King Orm...you are under arrest!"

Shaking his head while a burst of slow, rumbling laughter moved through his chest and out of his throat. "Finally! Some actions!" Climbing back to his feet and Arthur easily towered with head and shoulders out over the soldier. "I got a bit boring but I hope you can show me what Atlanteans are made out off."

Not taking Arthur's comments in good grace, he set off with his feet and charged the intruder. The soldier trusted forward with his sword, only for the interloper to sidestep the attack and a sudden powerful fist buried into his chest, denting his armour. Letting out a roar of pain and he lost his grip on his weapon. Arthur quickly intercepted the weapon and used the pommel of the sword to knock hard against the side of his helmet, making his head ring.

Arthur let the soldier drop to the floor when more soldiers swarmed through the hole. "Come and get me!" The Half-Atlantean spoke in his mother's language and they then clashed. Sparks flew when Atlantean steel met each other. Arthur duck under a slash from one of the soldiers and the surface born Atlantean then Spartan kicked the soldier in which he was in sword lock. An intensive battle erupted, hack and slash while Arthur just blocked or re-directed the attacks while trying to keep the Atlantean busy. "I expected better from Atlantis soldiers if only one man can easily wipe the floor with you all." Laughed the man while surrounding him where the unconscious bodies of his victims.

"By King Orms' command, you are under command!" Arthur sighed when hearing the strong, unbent steel of a soldier behind him. Turning around, only to see the armoured glove of the Atlantean soldier flare-up white before everything turned black to him. There was only one thought left in his mind. 'Next time when they need someone to distract a Kingdom, I will let Harry do all the work.'

Pain flared up through his whole body when something rudely pulled him back from nothingness. His eyes shot open as he arched his back. Breathing hard the current of electricity finally left him and Arthur slowly took in the space around him. His sight fell immediately at Orm, who arrogantly looks down on him from his spot on the biggest throne. Besides Orm were smaller thrones which were occupied by Mera and Vulko. "Ah, brother...welcome to Atlantis. I had hoped on a better reunion between us."

"Spare me your slithering tongue Orm," spat Arthur in disgust. "You, who sit without any claim to the throne sit on the ruling seat of Atlantis. Have you ever wonder why you never met my mother, Queen Atlanta?" The chained Atlantean could see anger sparking in Orms eyes. "The reason why you never met her is that she was banished after your birth. Your father orchestrated a coup and in her weakened state she couldn't fight back." Arthur then turned to the eight soldiers who kept him chained. "Have any of you seen my mother since her return to Atlantis? Was she ever announced to be back in her Kingdom?"

"My Prince, Queen Atlanna, your mother was diagnosed ill after her recovery at the surface world. I'm afraid that Orm never met Queen Atlanna because his father kept him away." Vulko spoke up from his throne. "She passed swiftly away a few weeks later when the burden of Orm's birth and her illness caught up to her weakened body. I'm sorry."

Two figures stepped into the throneroom and one of them spoke up. "You are forgiven Vulko," the melodious voice of Queen Atlanna was carried through the water. "I have returned to Atlantis to prevent war to break out between our different Kingdoms of the Oceans and with the surface world."

"GUARDS! ARREST THESE PRETENDERS THAT DARED TO USE THE QUEENS IMAGE!" Orm snarled at seeing a woman who looked like his beloved mother. An image that he had only seen on a painting. King Orm watched how his soldiers charged towards the intruders, only for the smaller person to lifts his hand up and a golden light shone around his ring finger that blinds everyone. Once the light dimmed, Orm breathed in fear of seeing something that he had only heard myths and bedchamber stories of.

A golden trident that was only thought to be a myth, radiated with a golden powerful magical glow. "In the Name of the First Son of King Atlan, I, Hadrian Atlan - Second Child of King Atlan and younger Brother of Queen Atlanna - First Daughter of King Atlan demands my Nephew Arthur Curry to be released by the Power that is bestowed upon me through Magic and Blood!" His eyes burst unrestrained power. Green wisps of arcane magic wisped in long strings of arcane magic from his eyes. "I call everyone present as my witness, or when my words founded untruthful...Magic will claim my life!" Atlan's trident radiance brightened, basking the whole throneroom into a golden light, blinding everyone while the words of the magical oath echo repeatedly through the throne room.

Next Chapter: Ring of Fire