It might be inevitable that she give in but it wasn’t going to be this “noble” because he was dangerous, he would likely take advantage of her and there would be little she could do to stop him. She needed to get away from and try to learn some control over her new condition unless she could find someone she could trust.
Lord Mason continued the caressing of her body and she had to admit it felt wonderful but she could feel her conscious mind faded from control with her remaining will she grabbed the door opening it to the speeding wilderness they were passing. As an elven ranger the jump would be easy but with the transformation, a lot of her knowledge was unavailable to her but it was worth the risk so she leaped.
She realized she had miscalculated as it looked she about to strike but as she hit it she didn’t feel any pain. Narra’s body flowed through the tree and the other plant life of the forest took her to a gentle stop. The wild was the friend of nymphs and never harm her, she could hear them asking for her to stay and bless them with her fertility. Her thoughts were clearing out in the wild, away from the man.
The sound of the wagon came to a halt, “Come back to me my little darling!”
Narra felt her head jerk towards the man, the sound of his voice was a siren’s call, she felt herself growing moist. Her naked body wanted to have sex with him but she wasn’t going to allow that to happen, she rushed away from the noble into the middle of the forest. Her senses had always been keen but the forest was like a whole new world to her since becoming a nymph.
Her hearing had diminished as well as her sight from what she was used to but she could feel the forest. The animals were not just creatures, she could see if they were hungry, diseased, or on the hunt, their stories were clear to her. It was becoming clear to her why nymphs always seemed so stupid, they were concerned with all of the stories around them. These creatures were family to them and they thought of them, she could feel herself wanting to stay in the woods helping them, they would protect her from the noble if she wanted that, or she could see if she could turn the tables on the man.
She needed to stop thinking about herself as an elf or a ranger, right now she was neither of those things, she was a nymph. Being a nymph meant that she had new powers and abilities, perhaps it was time for her to use those powers. Lord Mason was searching for her with his servants but they were still far from her and would likely not find her if she didn’t help them perhaps with her pheromones.
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