The palace grounds were warm as I sat down, a few of my books layed next to me, the pages moving slightly from the wind. My thumbs traveling each page, the freshly printed books felt smooth to the touch.
On the other side of me was a young Nymph that danced around, her feet ever so lightly tapping the ground.
Her small voice ever so traveling to my ears as she sang of her people.
This ‘Young’ Nymph was my soon to be bride, she was a lovely young Auloniad nymph, an older race of nymphs that were often found in mountain pastures and vales, often in the company of Pan, the god of nature.
This year marked a pinnacle year for the young nymph, it was going to be her christening.
An event where she is crowned and begins to become one with an area of ground she will coven and if she has found a partner they will also be christened, what that intelled was unknown to me, Auloniad nymph’s christenings were different that a tree nymph like me.
But at this point if it made her happy I would do so without a doubt.
My thoughts were interrupted with a small poke to my knee.
My eyes jolted up to see the young nymph in front of me.
“Yes love?” My voice soft as I spoke, my nerves calming down from the sudden jolt.
“About the christening” her voice was small as she spoke, her words soft and calming as they traveled.
“What about it love?”
“You are my partner, but you are not a nymph” her words slow as she tried to process her words and find the right ones to use.
“Yes?” She was half right, I wasn’t an Auloniad nymph but I am- was a tree and dream nymph but that was a special case.
“And because you are my partner it is only fitting you come with me”, “But I am to be christened, and when a nymph is to be christened their partner is to also be christened but you are not of the forest or the values'', her eyes were to the ground as she spoke, her hands waving around slightly as if to try and express her words, she always did have a hard time speaking, her native tongue was not of english but of the forest and mine was of an old english, “And I must ask of you if you would like to be christened with me.” her voice full of uncertainty as she spoke.
“Love. I would love to be Christened with you, and nothing could changed my mind”
“It would change you unto a nymph of the forest”
“Love it's going to be okay, I am already a tree nymph”
“Wait-...” she paused to look at me with shock, “You were born of the trees?”
“Pfft-” I let out a small laugh, “Love, haven’t I told you this? I am a tree Nymph, born of Nim the great tree spirit.”
“...” her hands soon moved to my face, moving it around, looking around to find any sign of a tree Nymph, “But you do not look like a tree Nymph, Nothing like the spirit tree!”
“Ahh. That is because I ate the fruit of the tree dear, don't you remember?” she was there when it did happen but even before I think she didn’t think I was a tree nymph so never asked.
“But! You never- I-... Waa!” she turned my head up and was now looking at my teeth, “But your tree!” I let out a laugh as I removed her hands from my face, moving them into my hands, and laying them next to my hearts.
“Love of course I wouldn’t look like a tree nymph. I was of Nim the great spirit tree, and Rêves the divine dreamer-” her hands soon after I uttered that name covered my mouth in a kind of fear.
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Nightmare sans x reader
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