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The Queen was not imagining; she yearned to see her parents again. She shared this with a group of creatures by the pond on a moonlit night. Her long hair reflected the white light, and her beautiful voice resonated like an echo through the golden cedar forests. Her hands were as white as snow, with small golden scales. Furthermore, her little friends knew that her gaze reflected sadness. It was then that the small seahorse spoke:

— Do not be sadder, my Queen. I will speak to the Lord of Wishes; he will help you. At that moment, they ventured into the depths of the sea, where many fish of different colors lived. Upon arrival, one of the guardian fish introduced itself:

— Why have you come, little horse?

— I request to speak with the wise one.

— What is your matter, noble one?

— I cannot tell you, only him.

— Answer! What number are you?

— I am the thousandth second millennium.

The guard looked at him suspiciously and said:

— I will announce you.

— Then, he drew his silver weapon and stirred the waters, creating thousands of bubbles that moved rapidly.

— I see, summon Crystal! Without delay, the dolphin races at great speed; a thunderous sound echoes in the sea, and the stars fall silent.

— Who has disturbed the sage? They wonder in the depths of the sea.

— It was the little seahorse named Milenio.

— He has said that my daughter, the Golden Queen, is sad. Why? One of his advisors is summoned to the scene.

— Swordfish, what is happening to my daughter?

— Lord, it must be the changes the child is undergoing. And he looks at the seahorse Milenio.

— What changes do you mean, noble? — the swordfish inquires.

— Lord, she wishes to ascend to where the humans reside. With haste, Crystal the mermaid arrives.

— Your Majesty, they have told me that my little one is sad. And she gazes at Milenio the seahorse.

— Everyone is bewildered, my Lord. — one of the guards adds.

— Neither the moon's color nor the shining of the stars brightens the heart of our little Queen. The lady shells have adorned her with the grandest and most beautiful pearls, but this does not interest her. They tell me they have seen her cry. My Lord, she wishes to see her parents.

— What are you saying? I am her father!

— And we know, great golden fish, but on nights of high waves, she looks to her mother.

— Bring the queen.

— Yes, Your Highness!

— Come, Milenio, accompany us.

On the way, amidst the waves, the mermaid Crystal scolds him.

— Do you understand the trouble you've caused us? This is a magical world unknown to humans, and the most terrible thing, young lad, is that they will degrade me... What will become of me?

Minutes later...

— My little Queen.

— Tell me, mermaid.

— Your father is summoning you. Milenio, the little one, couldn't bear to see you sad.

The Golden Queen sinks deep, in the company of the mermaid and her great friend, Milenio.

— Lord, the Queen approaches.

In the midst of the coral, the jellyfish dance to the rhythm of the water, in the songs of the whales carrying their offspring, they clear her path. In extraordinary reverence, the creatures, and schools of fish that admire her beauty.

— Father, did you summon me?

— Yes, my daughter, I've heard that there is sadness in you.

She approaches and looks at him with tenderness.

— You have everything you desire more than any of my creatures in the wide sea.

— I know, Father, your kindness and wisdom are unmatched by anyone. — she responds.

— Your friend Milenio says you're sad and that you cry. Why are you so inconsolable? Does sadness so fill your songs that even the nymphs do not come out to play in the forests?

— Father, I would like to see my people again.

Hearing his beautiful daughter's words breaks the king's heart.

— But you know you cannot live in the world of humans?

— I understand the risks, but I miss walking through the forests, playing with the creatures, with the flowers, talking to the children, and seeing my human parents' faces anew.

— My daughter, I am your father!

— I know, and I am the luckiest, but they should know that I am happy, and I wish them comfort, as they had no more children.

The king ponders. He knows the young one's heart and won't stand in her way.

— Father, please, —she bows and adds: —grant me this wish.

— Do you know the price?

— Yes, Majesty.

— You will leave the water, but your skin will be pale, covered in scales. You must hide your origin from everyone; you will have to conceal it.

— I will, Father.

— And you will not be alone, Milenio will accompany you, and the mermaid Miss.

— Lord, I will care for the Queen with my life. — Milenio responds.

— I'm sure you will.

They depart, and in the moonlight, the beautiful young woman is found at the edge of the pond; her skin completely pale and covered in golden scales.