For a few seconds after taking off, Ariel was still very wary of her surroundings as well as her situation.
Though she had successfully run away, she couldn't help but feel like she would get caught soon.
She was constantly feeling as if her father would soar behind her and would take her away. She had already imagined her father locking her up in a room for the rest of her life.
"Please don't let anyone catch us," she kept on praying.
After a while of getting hit by the cool and fresh country air, the fear in her mind floated away.
She felt as if her wings were truly free. She could fly as high as she wanted, as fast as she wanted, and as far as she wanted.
"Are you happy, Ariel?" Damien glanced at his friend and asked.
Ariel looked at Damien's face. Even in the dimly lit night, her eye rims were glistening with tears – tears of freedom.
"I don't think I've ever been this happy in my life!" Ariel wiped her eyes and exclaimed.
