Marcia should have known this would happen.
Beel managed to get a lot of money for Marcia. She was, after all, young and fertile. And, thanks to a spell from Beel, well-trained. When she was tied to a carriage, she couldn't help but do exactly as she was instructed. Oh, and the couple that purchased her needed her urgently. The horse that was pulling their family's cart before had run off, and they needed to be back home so that the wife could give birth there.
Marcia fumed silently as the husband of the couple tied her to the front of the cart. It was bad enough to be a carriage pulling mare, but to be demoted to pulling a cart? How humiliating!
The husband helped his wife, a heavily pregnant and astonishingly beautiful dryad, onto the cart. He then helped their children up before taking the seat as the cart driver.
"Giddyap, Marcia," the husband, a satyr, said. Marcia obediently started moving.
"Marcia," the dryad said, sounding amused. "What an odd name."
"Do you have a better idea for a name, Jewelweed?"
"Yes, but I think we will let her keep her name," the dryad, Jewelweed, replied. Marcia continued to pull the cart, her mind racing. Jewelweed...that name sounded familiar.