The first thing that I remember from that day is waking up on the steps of the Prince's castle and having him staring down at me. At my naked body. NAKED. No clothes. Thank goodness mermaids have really long hair (thank you saltwater) so I could cover up my indecency. But seriously, what a terrible first impression I gave this guy!
So the Prince kept asking me all these damn questions that I couldn't very well answer because I had given up my voice. This is when I first started realizing what a mistake I had made. It was like the world's worst hangover, but I'm pretty sure that I had made the decision sober. Ugh, that's just so much worse.
Then I started walking and all my doubts of this decision were confirmed because it FREAKING HURT. So much!!! I never wanted to walk again! But, since I had no voice, I figured I can't be the total werido who has to be carried all the time, so I powered through and walked with the Prince.
All the beautiful slave girls (who were singing, btw, like they were trying to rub it in my face that they had voices or something. But they had really terrible voices! I could sing so much better than them! Pure torture.) wrapped me in the really soft cloths. It was super awesome. But I had to hobble along.
I truly thought that I looked super awkward, but apparently I looked really graceful - Hans confirms it. I guess the creepy old witch took some pity on me and didn't take away my grace. So long as I was in pain and couldn't utter a sound, she would damn well make sure I look crazy beautiful. Yeah, I didn't appreciate it. Thank goodness I started coming to my senses then, otherwise I may have ACTUALLY been grateful she left me my grace.