How now?

'Yes, 'whispers Rosalind, 'it worked!'

She strikes the remains of the tree bark from her naked skin and puts on the clothes that lay at the foot of the tree. Still a little unaccustomed, she runs away from her once so rooted existence. At the end of the forest path, she turns around for a while. In the distance, she vaguely sees the tree. Somewhere she feels like she's forgetting something. Soon she shakes it off.

Where's she supposed to go? When she was still a piece of nature, she herself proposed the exchange to Rosalind. She would give up her steadfast place in the forest in exchange for a stirring existence. She had listened to the woman's laments so often and had secretly become curious about what that 'prince' of Rosalind would look like. So? On to her husband. After all, they weren't divorced yet. The way she will deal with it further, makes them depend on how he will react to her. ( #howto )

The power of the tree juices still flows partly through her veins. Mixed with human blood, this was an excellent base to embroider on. Confidently, she would fight against any rivals.

“Richard?” He looks great, but Rosalind had never described his appearance. His charm, his sporty body, but his first name appear. He looks at her sincerely amazed. So she may have been mistaken.