Now, onto the next thing.
“Tell me more about… nymphs.”
IZZY
“Right, yes, of course.”Myel sighed. “I should also mention, I don’t have a whole lot of time right now. I can’t be away for too long. I can come to you tonight, once it’s dark. We can talk more then, but I should tell you about who you are, shouldn’t I?”
“Yes, please.” If I was going to be stuck in this world, I needed to know a whole lot more than who I was, but that seemed a good place to start.
Myel blew out a breath. “Right… Well, nymphs are fae of the gentil caste with water affinity,” he said, as if those words made sense. “Nymphs can also alter their appearance to look like any humanoid, hence why you’ve passed as human for so long.”
“Wait, does that mean my parents were nymphs?” I asked, that revelation hitting me hard.
“Yeah, probably,” Myel said. I felt something just a bitoffthrough this burgeoning connection of ours, but I didn’t question it. I was still reeling from this new information about my parents.
I’ve thought about my birth parents — and who theymight have been — almost every day. They’d died in a fire… I think… I didn’t really remember it. I had faint snippets of memories: light and heat, loss and pain, vague things. I’d been too young, only about two-and-a-half when it had happened.
From what I’d heard, when I’d been found, I’d known only my name, Izzy, that was it. And apparently no one had been able to find any government records pertaining to me or my parents. But if they’d been from this realm, perhaps they’dnever hadany legal documents.
It may not have been much, but even knowing this one small bit of the puzzle made me feel better. Myel had just given me a gift. I knew more about my parents than ever.
“I’m curious…” Myel said, tone hesitant, seeking. “Is there a reason you can’t control your appearance?”
Couldn’t I?
“I don’t know,” I breathed. “How am I changing?” Yet even as I said it, I thought of the shifts in my appearance I’d noticed lately.
Myel laughed lightly. “You changed quite a bit when we were—” he cleared his throat, “—together.” He grinned.
Curious, I slipped my phone out of my pocket, unlocked it, and selected the camera app. I didn’t see anything amiss, same dirty blond hair, same… wait.
I zoomed in on an eye.
Wow.
Usually my irises were sea-green with a narrow band of dark emerald toward the center, and a ring of mostly blue around the edges. But right now, they were almost completely emerald green, dark and lustrous.
Myel swept my hair back over an ear, his touch feeling as natural as my own. “And your ears.”
Yup, my ear definitely had a point at the top, stretched up, taller than normal.
“Your eyes are pure green now, but they go the most beautiful shade of blue when you’re aroused,” he whispered next to me.
Did they?
“And your hair goes nearly platinum when you…ah… get off.”
Apparently, Ididchange, quite a lot.
I shrugged. “But that’s normal for a nymph, right?”
“Yes and no,” he hedged. “Changing yes, but not because of outside stimuli. Your form should stay solid till you wish it to change.”
“Oh.”
“When did this start?” he asked.
I shrugged. I’d noticed it some time ago but discounted it as my imagination.
