Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King
I watched in awe as the years trickled down into the vessel, its tears glittered and twinkled – like fairy dust was infused with it.
"—but my king, she can't touch the tears of the nymph. She is a human." I picked up the voice of the witch speaking to Zahir, but by then it was already too late, I had collected the vial from the nymph already.
I was scared as the vial laid in my hands, wrapped in my fidgeting fingers. I waited one, two, three seconds. Nothing happened – I suppose. I was alright, thankfully.
I turned to face the nymph, "Thank you so much for your help, we are immensely grateful." I said and just like that, all the nymphs disappeared within a snap of the finger.
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