Strange Dreams (4)

Her gaze was fixated on the world around her, enjoying the night, as expected of the goddess of night. Nyx walked towards the lake, letting her feet mould into the wet surface as she stepped into the water, allowing the bottom of her dress to float and dampen as she took a few more steps in before stopping. She tilted her head up, basking in the glow of the three moons as one would enjoy the warmth of the sun kissing their skin. Her golden freckles glowed, and her shoulders relaxed from the cool breeze and quietness she sought after. 

Yet that quietness was disturbed when she heard the slightest sounds of footsteps approaching her. Nyx sighed loudly, her brows drawing together in annoyance. "I told you I wished to be alone." She kept her back to the shadow of a man then snapped her eyes open upon hearing his voice.

"Is that an order, dea?"