"You don't understand, little female. I am like a God to these people."
Elodie is lost. Literally.
After a massive adventure leads her to a strange planet with enormous alien men, she has few choices left.
On the run from an aggressive male determin...
I turn my attention to my pet. He jumps and leaps, ready for me to toss the stick. I do, throwing it far into the woods and watching him chase after it.
Elodie laughs.
I smile to myself, going back to my bag and taking out a rag, and dragging the cloth under the stream. The water is cool and refreshing, I cup some in my hand, bringing it to my lips. I decide that I need to fill my bottle before leaving here.
First, I need to address Elodie's wound.
"Tiny." I say, and she perks up, coming to me. She knows her nickname by now.
I lift the rag, and she knows what I'm planning to do. She takes another bite of the yaltrip while she walks.
I pull her into my lap, sitting her on my knee as I unwrap her dressing. The scratch on her arm is healing nicely. Although, if it was my wound it would've been gone by now.
I gently clean the deep scratch, pulling ointment from my pack and applying it to the gash carefully. I know it pains her at times, but my strong Elodie doesn't flinch. She grits her teeth and lets me do my work.
She may not be strong physically, but she's tough in my eyes. I find myself wondering what her threat level is. It can't be very high from what I've seen.
I'm typically very good at guessing a threat level, I always had to size up my opponent with calculating eyes. I was trained to assess threats.
Maybe she's a 10 or 15, I wouldn't be surprised if it was even lower than that.
Helpless little female. But she's resilient, I must give her that.
After I re-wrap her wound, I'm packing everything up once more. Elodie plays with Salsh, tugging at the stick he has in his mouth. He pulls it, dragging her to the ground in the process.
She shrieks, and I stand in alarm, only to realize that she's laughing.
Slash drops the stick, running to her and sniffing her face to make sure she's alright. He licks her cheek as she continues to giggle, reaching up to pet his neck.
Definitely below a threat level 15 I decide. Even Salsh is level 42.
"Elodie. Salsh." I call them, and they both look at me. "Time to go."
Salsh trots to my side, leaving Elodie on the ground to get up on her own. She struggles, and I immediately go to her side and pull her up gently.
"ya, ya." The human grumbles, dusting off her knees before straightening to her full height. She winks at Salsh before smiling up at me.
My heart twinges, and I feel the overwhelming urge to just pick her up and take her back to my cabin. We could have a happy life together. No one would have to know that I took her. It could be a secret.
I can certainly dream, but fantasy and reality just are not the same thing unfortunately. As much as I can try to convince myself I will make Elodie happy, it's simply not true.
I sigh, staring at the horizon. We're getting closer to the palace with every step. Soon, we'll be able to see the buildings towering above the trees. And then, we'll be at the palace gates. I'll have to turn Elodie over, and I'll likely never see her again.
It's my duty to look after her best interests, I just wonder why my chest aches when I think of leaving her there. I can't keep her, I just can't.
A heathen can't love. A heathen can't take care of a mate. Elodie deserves the world, and I only wish that I could be the one to give it to her.
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