This is the third chapter of my attempt at a modern fantasy story. I've always been intrigued by stories of the Fae but my knowledge of folklore (and particularly Scottish folklore) is far from perfect. So please understand that this written as a fictional romp which draws on folklore for its inspiration.
I hope you enjoy it all the same.
BF
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Chapter 1
Charlotte and Elise both had smiles on their faces as they made the long drive back from Aberdeen to the small west coast town of Duntoolin.
Elise was smiling because, that morning, she'd been fucked by Brad and Lance, the two hunky Americans who'd been staying at the same hotel. Charlotte was smiling not only because she was a proper Nymph now, but also because while Elise had been with Brad and Lance, she'd had sex with Ariel, the faerie.
"Do you see Ariel very often?" Charlotte asked Elise, trying to sound nonchalant.
"Not really. Why do you ask?" Elise replied, teasing her.
"Just curious."
"I know the two of you had sex this morning," Elise chuckled. "When I came back to the room I could hear you from outside. So I left you to it and went and had breakfast instead."
"Sorry."
"Don't be. Although I am a bit jealous. Ariel never wanted me. How was it?"
"It was amazing, magical in fact," Charlotte said absent mindedly. "Ariel conjured up a horse cock between her legs for me then she fucked me with it."
"They do say faerie sex is hard to beat," Elise chuckled. "But then I wouldn't know."
"What are you going to tell the Laird when we get back?" Charlotte asked.
"Everything," Elise replied confidently. "You should never have secrets from your husband."
"You think I should tell Angus everything. Even what happened in the alley with those men."
"Of course."
"But I don't understand how I did it."
Elise pulled the Range Rover off the main road and they drove a mile or so down a random track before she came to a halt. Checking that they were alone, she got out of the car and motioned to Charlotte to do the same."
"Watch," she said.
Elise looked at the ground and a rock the size of a golf ball levitated up from it to about chest height. Elise reached out and took hold of the rock in her hand.
"Wow," Charlotte said as if she'd just seen a magician perform a trick.
"You try."
"How?"
"Just focus on what you want to happen."
Charlotte tried. At first there, nothing then several rocks clattered along the ground as if blown by a very strong wind."
"Almost," Elise encouraged.
Having seen what had nearly worked, Charlotte's next attempt was more precise and her chosen rock levitated just like Elise's had done. Charlotte reached out and grabbed it.
"Well done," Elise praised her pupil. "Now let the rock go and see how far you can throw it with your mind."
Elise demonstrated, letting go of her rock before propelling it a good fifty metres. Then Charlotte did the same.
Exactly how far Charlotte propelled her rock was hard to say. It took off like a ballistic missile, and soon disappeared from view.
"I couldn't throw mine any further than I did," Elise said trying to give Charlotte a sense of her own power. Then she added, pointing to a boulder that was bigger than a man, "Try and lift that."
Charlotte focussed on the boulder and it too levitated a couple of feet. Then she tossed it into the distance.
"You're an incredibly powerful Nymph, Charlotte," Elise explained. "And when you were angry last night, you used your power on those men. It's a good job in a way that you didn't know what you were doing because the results could have been a lot worse."
Charlotte began to understand.
"But you need to be very careful about showing off," Elise said calmly.
"Ariel said the same thing," Charlotte admitted.
"Learn to harness your power but only ever use it as a last resort. When all else has failed."
"I will, I promise. Do I have other powers?"
"You do, but let's not overload you. Telepathy and levitation are enough to be getting on with. Let's work on those first."
"How did my face heal so quickly last night, Elise. Did I do that?"
"No, I did it while you were sleeping. That's one of the reasons I needed energising this morning," Elise replied. "Well, that and the fact that being fucked by Brad and Lance was too good an opportunity to pass up," she laughed.
"Can I heal people?"
"Don't worry, I'll teach you how to do it, in time."
Chapter 2
Angus and the Laird, along with the nymph Freja, were waiting outside the castle doors to greet the girls' return. To say that Charlotte was pleased to see Angus when they got back to Duntoolin was gross understatement and she threw herself at Angus, who picked her up and whirled her around.
"Congratulations," he told her before planting a big kiss on her lips.
"I love you," Charlotte told Angus in front of everyone.
After Elise had greeted her husband in a loving, but slightly less effusive manner, Charlotte hugged the Laird too.
"Congratulations on your engagement, Charlotte and congratulations on becoming a nymph too. Elise and I couldn't be happier for you. I look forward to welcoming you into our family and into the Clan MacTool too."
"Thank you Laird, err, I mean Duncan," Charlotte replied.
Freja had stood back during the initial greeting but as the attention turned to her she looked meek and uncomfortable in the spotlight. She was delicate little thing, smaller than Charlotte or Elise but with blonde hair and a pretty face.
"How are you feeling?" Elise asked her.
Freja didn't speak but answered the two girls with her mind instead.
"I am well," she replied. "Thank you for looking after me."
"I'm afraid Freja hasn't found her voice yet," the Laird explained.
"It's alright," Elise said reassuringly. "She's speaking to Charlotte and me."
"Ah, right."
Charlotte was careful to stick to using her own voice as Elise had instructed.
