Chapter 38

“Did you like all your presents?” The little nymph nodded frantically making her tiny red curls bounce rhythmically, despite the fact that Darius had sent all their bought items home, she still had her hands and pockets filled with chocolate and mango candies along with a cat keychain.

“But I have a last one left.” They were walking out of the festival with Roxanne clutching onto the federal judge’s bicep to her front when she paused to look at him for a moment before continuing.

“…they keep coming...” the nymph whispered, dazed, making Darius chuckle before lifting her up and settling down her bum on the motorbike. He glided his fingers through her wild little curls to smoothen it before fastening the black helmet onto her saffron head.

In the silence of night they traveled all around the city, among various concrete giants that dwarfed the green patches of land that seemed to be welcoming, they wandered off before stopping in front of a wooden cottage on the beac