I took in a deep breath and managed a smile, which the ocean sprites didn't return.
"Well," I said, "I was taking care of a couple of moose the other day when a human saw me. I mean, really saw me." The three sprites looked from one to the other with unpleasant gazes, their lips curled and eyebrows arched.
"Oh?" said the one on the far left, Mizuha, who is Lowne's younger sister, and though not as pretty, she thinks she's about as important.
"Yes," I said, embarassed. The three gave one another skeptical looks.
"Well, you must go into hiding, obviously," Lowne said with a sneer.
"But . . . I can't do that!" I protested. "There are things above and around the water that need my help!" Lowne continued to sneer.
"Just get someone else to do it," she said flippantly.
"There aren't any other water sprites around."
"A dryad."
"It's not their job."
"Look," I said, at last getting angrier, "please just tell me if I can erase the human's memory of me or not." Lowne sneered again. I wanted to slap that look right off her prissy face.
"Of course not," she replied. I decided to cut this meeting short.
"All right, then," I said hurriedly. "Thank you. Bye."
I flew away without another word, disappointed.
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