Ariel nodded in reply, leaving her palm over her heart for another moment. Her eyes soaked in the woman before her. She had heard of her, Ariel had heard Maleficent's name on the lips of the others, had seen her at the gathering. Ariel knew magic and while she was unfamiliar with land magic, the mermaid assumed it was one in the same. Magic.
Love was much more powerful though. Love overcame many things, and it also tore down many things.
Finally Ariel dropped her hands to her sides and then broke eye contact. She turned to look at the peaceful water and the sunny, warm and inviting aura it offered to her. The temptation to just turn and run to it was overwhelming. She had reached her destination. Why was Maleficent holding her back? Why did the Queen care for a girl like she?