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March 7, 2023: Forest Exploration Day

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Jongsu had gone native. It had taken him a few decades to finally get comfortable adopting nymph customs again, but here he was, all natural. He had spent too much time in human spaces, trying to blend in. But, not here. Not in the forest. Not during the revelry.

He wasn't quite translucent like many other nymphs, which he assumed was because of his half-blood heritage. Admittedly, nymphs really seemed to like to play hard and fast with rules of biology. It was all nature's whim. So, maybe he had a slight blue to him for a reason. Hopefully, not in a symbolic way.

Jongsu had been gifted a skirt made of leaves and flower petals. He also wore a necklace made of river rocks. He took a deep breath. Maybe he really should move back to the waterfall. Though it was easier to get rid of those he despised while blending in among the humans, this had been the place that kept him safe for fifty years. It was his childhood home and he did feel more powerful near the waterfall.

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There was nothing more that Matteo wanted than to put Remi in a dungeon. Not permanently. Just for a few hours, maybe a few days. Just long enough for him to realize that running your mouth to a random stranger, much less cursing at them once you realized they were a monarch, was not a smart move.

Unfortunately, though Remi was finally in his clutches... Jongsu was also right there, which meant he couldn't shove him into the water, forcing him into his jurisdiction, or even strap him into a dolphin. For whatever reason, Jongsu liked the sea urchin. So, Matteo would play nice today. For the most part.

Because this was a somewhat formal event (as much as a beach bonfire to honor his reign could be), he was not dressed in his fullest regalia. No, the only thing that marked him as a monarch (aside from the obvious crown) and force to be reckoned with was the giant trident in his hands.

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Despite the differences in courtship customs around the world, meeting the family was always important. Jongsu didn't have parents to speak of, but he did have children. And grandchildren. And great-grand-children. And they all wanted to meet Remi to give their approval.

"Don't worry, I'm the best swordsman, so no one will challenge you to a duel," he said. "Though, Walter does like to arm wrestle. Don't accept," he said quickly. "He's the one that looks like a five year old." At least, that was people told him. He saw nothing odd about the appearance of the 23-year old. He was, after all, a nymph child. If he wanted to take his time, he could.

"I'm his favorite great-grandparent, so he's a bit protective." Maybe this dinner party was not the best way for Remi to meet more of his relatives. But, they weren't in town for long. Who knew when they'd get the chance again. "And Youngho is here, so you two will finally get a chance to meet."

He thought for a moment. Maybe he should have shown Remi the family tree first. Oh well. He was sure Remi would be fine. "Let's go in," he said, pushing open the door to his home.