It was an accident.

It was instinct.

Her sisters cheered.

She reveled in what she secretly knew was sick joy.

He fought it until the end.

He could not escape the grip of her strong fingers nor that of the water.

His hands struggled against hers.

Patton struggled until his last breath escaped, traveling to the surface.

For a moment, she knew she had done something she could never undo.

She knew if she were in a better state of mind she would regret the actions of tonight.

But then, she smiled in pure elation.

Lena the nymph would forget.