The footsteps got closer and closer. I panicked, putting back on my pants fast. The zipper of my tent slowly lowered to the ground. I wasn't gonna make it in time, whoever it was was about to see me. I had my hair down and a cloth wrap around my chest. In this condition I was clearly a girl.
I saw a boot push through the flap of my tent. My heart pounding. I turned away, hoping it would make it less obvious.
A small man entered my tent. "Sir....OH...UM" the small man looked at me confused.
I turned to him, revealing my identity. "NOT A WORD" I growled at him.
He was flabbergasted, understandably, he had just found out that his, male, leader was in fact a female. "But I thought females weren't aloud in the army?" He questioned.
He was surprisingly ok with it "No they aren't aloud, and that is why this is a secret between me and.....what is your name anyway?" I realized I didn't know the smallish man that stood in front of me.
"My name is Lennon"
"Ok then, Lennon, this is a secret between us" I said, hands on hips. "Not a word"
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Mystic
FantasyMystic is an elf, she fights to defend her land and saves lives. As the leader of her villages army, she keeps her gender a secret and fights with men. Until a particular soldiers changes that.
