Public summary: Syic, the head of the Royal guard, had been enjoying his break. He casually roamed the capital when he spotted a cloaked mer moving through the market. As the stranger passed, valuables disappeared from citizens. A thief. The second Syic approached, the cloaked mer bolted. Syic chased him through the city, only slowing once they reached the very edge of Oceanica. The mer dove deeper, into the Dark Sea. The exile slums. A thief was bad enough, but an exile sneaking into the capital? That was a far more serious crime. Instead of turning back, he followed him into the darkness below. (3) opposite POV (y/n is the guard) on my profile.