The Stolen Light

Seeing his reaction she bent down in laughter, supporting herself by holding his hand, "ha ha ha, you should see your face, ha ha ha, I never knew my big strong boy could blush. You know, I will have to argue that now is the best time to ask you about it, so let's not change the topic, and we shall discuss your lack of a partner or many partners if that is what you desire."

"Hmph… I'm not a child, mother."

"What? You are now a big macho man who doesn't need a woman? I remember 842,000 years ago, you had this unholy crush on a Wood Nymph, gosh it was so embarrassing seeing your star-struck eyes and your goofy smile."

Rowan wanted to speak, and then he paused, he raised his hand and he placed it down, before he forced himself to speak, "First, how do you know I had a crush on a Wood Nymph, are those things not supposed to be around 10 inches tall? No, scratch that, I would rather not dig more into this subject."