Bow Echo
“What are you?”
Zephyra dreaded answering the question, but she answered anyway. “A nymph, nephelai to be exact.”
A smirk appeared on his face. “A nymph, huh?” He made a small chuckle that was a purely male sound. And there it is, Zephyra thought. Most men heard the word nymph and thought immediately of the flighty, flirty nymphs who gave birth to the term “nymphomaniac.”
Zephyra gave him a good hard glare. “Yeah, and?” she said back, challenging him to say something stupid.
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