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2024-10-29 19:42:56Someone else was approaching.
She detected a safe field when an older man closed in from behind her, carrying human clothes, he stopped and looked at the president, then carried on when he got a nod from him, his cold wrinkled hand grabbed her arm and supported her upward, he stood in the way between her and her beloved, even though the man was short enough not to form a barrier between pitch-black and midnight connected eyes, she simply hated it.
The man draped the wide shirt that had his energy and surely belonged to him over her shoulders, he tied together her hands then started closing the buttons one after another, avoiding direct contact, when his finger brushed over her breasts once, her eyes looked down at him, he looked up at her apologetically. The vibes he emitted were those of a mother, and she immediately understood that he was a father to someone somewhere.
'Children do change everything'
She brought her eyes back to her pair, already missing him after their very short interruption, he looked overwhelmed with amusement as if he had died and lived to see her looking this pitiful.
"Do you like your new shirt, witch?"
"I wish it had been yours, my beloved."
The president narrowed his big wide eyes and tilted his head to the right.
***Meanwhile, in Paradise, all hell broke loose.
"Anna! Do you realize what you are saying! You just let her go alone without backup knowing that she detected a fault in the nearby environment and agreed to stay put!
Meliae pushed Anna with all her accumulated centuries of blame weight, further into the quicksand.
"Hck... I told you... hck! I was following Amalthea's order, she told me to stay put and... hck.. put you on high alert!"
Anna continued to weep tearlessly.
"YOU! Where do you live you... Do you think this is the military formation of the Odd World?! We talk things through here! It is called democracy! Have they taught you nothing about our ways in the cycle?! Who allowed you to graduate... tell me right this second!"
As Meliae was about to demote Anna sending her back to the first stage in the nymph's cycle, a magnificent light shone in the middle of the followers' circle. Every nymph standing fell to the ground in the approaching presence of their queen. Her life force was too intense for them to handle while standing up.
Before her spirit form manifested, Meliae managed to hold Anna's eyes and mimic a slit throat move with her thumb, knowing how her previous human self will react to the move that does not threaten a nymph.
"Hck!..."
The queen made no appearance in Paradise as she did not bother with her spirit form after her coronation, she existed as pure energy around Paradise, empowering the life-force of all its habitats and creatures. She only accumulated on a weekly basis when she had meetings with the heiress where they coordinated a variety of tasks. This unchanged system was a couple of centuries old, which meant that many of the younger nymphs would lay eyes on their queen for the first time now.
"The queen"
"Our queen"
"Hck!.."
It was the rarest of events indeed.
The queen had the white hair that all nymphs have in their spirit form, but unlike white which was the dominating eye color most nymphs had, hers were pitch-black.
'Just like Amalthea'
Many nymphs who had not seen their queen before in her spirit form thought to themselves, but all thoughts ceased to exist once their queen began speaking.
"... Care to explain to me why I cannot feel my successor's life force within our territory anymore?"
"..."
"..."
"Hck!"
"..."
"Crying nymph, you are a new addition to our circle, you look like you have something to say, commence."
"It was the dawn of the day... hck!.. I was taking over the watch... hck!... The heiress insisted on combing the area herself after getting a strange reading!.. She said to stay on high alert and she has not come back ever since! Huuuuuuu..."
"...Meliae."
"My queen."
"You were an earth nymph, were you not."
"Yes, my queen."
"Investigate with the sand, send a water nymph to investigate with the sea, have her probing it sufficiently, I sense its sorrow. Have we got a nymph who has an accord with the air?"
"I am afraid not, my queen."
"... I do not sense the primary medium if it left the territory to follow the heiress... the event is not to be belittled. Do we have anything urgent to take care of in the absence of Amal?"
"The one urgent item is the arrival of the suitors today."
"Men...have they finally come to their senses?"
"My queen?"
"...Send the suitors back upon the arrival of their boats, if any of them make it all the way here, that is. Our appointment is the next sunset by the shore for the harvest, I expect more information by then."
"Understood."
Unknown to the nymphs in Paradise, their composed queen had a secret or two, and unknown to the queen of the nymphs, some skeletons in her closet were about to be revealed.
***
On a ship that burnt without sinking and kept sailing in the opposite direction of Paradise, the president of the Men's Island stood with his wide eyes narrow, his proud head tilted, and his eyes fixed on his wicked enemy, he wondered how something so weak and evil dared mock him so casually while he was the one with the upper hand in the situation.
He had studied the books about nymphs from cover to end, he knew all about their tricks and mechanisms. Once they saw his ship on fire, they would suspect that they were being attacked and send a scout to check the overall situation, he only needed one of them, one was enough to lure the rest of them into his base.
He would end this absurdness right where it had started once and for all.
And against all the criticism that his plan received from the nearest people to him, and against all their doubts, he stood victorious today.
He always knew that the nymphs could not have been as strong as they were described, strong things were brutal like he was, and while the nymphs abducted the women through manipulation and deception, not a drop of blood was shed by them on Men's Island.
'The top of the food chain is for carnivores.'
This is what he had always believed, he did not bat an eye today before throwing three of his most loyal men into the sea, he followed them because he had always led by example, it was true that there was a risk of mortality but survival had always been for the fittest, if any of the men had drowned in the sea, it would have been due to their weakness.
And if he had died?
Well, that meant that he was not fit to lead those men or the revolution he had planned for since he was just a kid, it was pure fate that with his set of mind, he happened to be the president's nephew.
He vowed to show that witch her place and make an example out of her for both the nymphs and mankind. He poured all the acid he had inside of him for her kind as a response to her blunt mockery.
She had called him her beloved only a moment ago.
"...My what now?"
The president challenged this lowly scout to mock him again, her female facade would never work on him, he could see her beauty that was worthy of worshiping day and night, he had to admit that when she pressed herself to him as they fell down, he was physically influenced by her body, he was not a blind man nor an impotent, but he was no fool either.
He had educated himself well about the nymphs' nature and knew far too well how they use sex as a weapon.
"I said I wish this new shirt of mine were yours, my beloved."
The audacity of the lowly rebel knew no boundaries! He decided to give her a taste of the hell he had prepared for her once they reached Men's Island. He walked over to her glaring at the cook who had covered her up to make way for him, once there was only one breath of air left between them, he found that he did not have to lower his head much to look down on her, she was taller than most of the men on his ship.
This was not good for the men's ego, but he knew better, women were just like men, they came in different shapes and sizes.
'She is not a woman you idiot!'
He shut his eyes squeezing the thought away and then he opened them again, showing her all the hate he had inside of him for her and her kind. He held the back of her neck ignoring the satin feeling the lush of the coal-colored hair gave his nerve endings, he bumped his forehead with hers just like he would do to intimidate his newly assigned soldiers.
'This will teach her not to fuc* with me.'
The beautiful camouflaged face was cool against his boiling skin, his entire head was shaking with anger, and to his pure pleasure, the fake porcelain doll closed her bewitching eyes, the slightest of frowns forming right above the bridge of her straight nose.
'FEAR ME!'
Those were the words he screamed in his head for her to hear, but what happened next was the last thing he could have ever imagined, even if he was to live a thousand more years.
"Haaaaah"
A cry of pain escaped from the witch's mouth, both his ego and his manhood approved, that was until she opened her eyes which were two black holes, sucking everything close to them in, and placed her hand over his beard with her fingertips touching the tips of his cheek.
Static electricity went through him, from the beginning of her fingertips to the tip of his groin. He retracted his hand from her neck and recoiled away from her strong magic.
'Even the lowly scout has this amount of sex appeal...'
He needed to protect his men from falling into her spider webs.
'I will have to make sure she becomes ugly as fuc*.'
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