The Dryad 67 Dangerous Games

The man who called out to us was dressed in something I would never consider in good taste, but it did show that he had money. That would be the only thing I could say his outfit had going for it. He was tall like the rest of these human men, but was slightly skinnier than most. He might have even looked handsome, with short blond hair, bright blue eyes, and an elegant face. But I could not explain it. There was nothing wrong with the words he said, however the way he said it and the look on his face just made me feel uncomfortable, like he was eyeing his next meal. I could tell Leafia agreed with me. I wanted to just ignore the men but it seemed like they were purposely blocking our path. They were dressed similarly to those self-important people that cut us off from our friends. It was clear even to me that these men were the children of people with great power in this city or even this country.

"I bet they are covering their heads since they are not such lovely ladies. They are probably doing us the favor of saving our eyes from having to look at their faces," one of the men said and several of the others started to snicker. The one insulting us was dark haired, shorter, and looked like he was getting ready to hibernate with the extra weight.

Their comments really rubbed me the wrong way. But it also gave me a good excuse for lowering my hood since I would rather not be wearing it. I was proud of how I looked, Even if there was no one to show it off to most of the time, and I would not stand people insulting my looks. "It is clear to see why you are still single and have yet to find a mate," I said while lowering my hood. "Sometimes the way things are is the exact opposite of what you think. And now because you have insulted us, we no longer have any desire to a.s.sociate with you, so please move out of our way."
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"Not that we had any desire to a.s.sociate with them in the first place," I heard Leafia mumble next to me. That might be true, but it felt a little too rude to say out loud. Even to me with my very limited social experience.

The man who made the comment about our looks turned bright red while some of the others seemed to be quite shocked by my appearance. It seems that my looks had not faded in the last thousand years. This made me smile against my better judgment. This seemed to have an even greater effect on them. Maybe I should start another legend for them to remember me like I did with that village by my woods a thousand years ago (I really should ask someone the name of it, but names change so fast). Though I never found out if that legend was because I walked through the village naked or because I covered it in vines.

My musings were interrupted by the obstinate dark haired fellow once again, "Well you have shown your face, but nothing can be said about your friend there." While we were talking to the ones in front, it seemed that they had some companions that came up behind us. One of them s.n.a.t.c.hed at Leafia's hood. She quickly batted the hand away and turned to see that it was another youth. He quickly earned a swift kick in the side, making him buckle over.

"Where I come from you do not touch a lady without permission. I do not think that it is any different here," Leafia said. However the tug at her hood followed by her quick turn caused her hood to tip off, making her clearly visible to all. Her beauty took their breath away once again. I could hear the murmur even with my greatly limited hearing in the city.

"She is just as beautiful as the first."

"But something seems different. She just looks a little off." I was a little offended about them calling her looks off, but I did not want to say anything that might slow us from getting out of there.

"Look at her ears."

"No way, an Elf."

"They really are as attractive as the stories say," one said with a creepy grin.

"How dare you! You just kicked Tony," the blond obstruction shouted. I saw little sympathy for his friend or anger at us for causing harm. It seemed that learning Leafia was an elf did not put them off at all. In fact it had the opposite effect as their eyes became alight with the greed and l.u.s.t that can only be found at mating season.

Again from Leafia's blind spot a man approached her. "Leafy behind you," I called out, but it was not in time. Her arm was grabbed firmly in the man's hand. I moved to help her, but before I even made it a step she grabbed his arm with her other hand and twisted while sweeping his feet with her legs. The man went down hard with his arm still in Leafia's hand. Judging by the look of this, I had to think his shoulder was dislocated. I was surprised at how fast Leafia took him down. In all honesty, I was not sure if I would be able to win just using my strength without considering my powers.

"How dare you try to lay your hands on us!" Leafia said forcefully. "Now step aside and we will be on our way and we can pretend like none of this happened."

"Leafy, that is a good name for an Elf," the blond man said with a sick smile. "We are not going to step aside. You need to properly compensate us for what you have done to our friends there."

"No. We will be leaving now," I said heading the side where the biggest opening between them was. As we were about to walk out of their circle, one of the group's lackeys quickly reached out and grabbed onto my shoulder. Before I could react to this sudden change of events, the hand was quickly removed as he too also buckled over. It seemed that this person's position did not allow for Leafia to give him a kick to the side like the first so the only viable option for her was a knee to the groin. This seemed particularly effective as the man did not stop at buckled over, but fell to the ground with his face in a silent scream as tears ran down.

Huh. I hadn't realized that type of attack would work so effectively. I would have to remember that one for later.