Asher fiddled with his fingers as he made his his way down the granite silver steps of the large castle. For the past couple of days it seemed like a jail, he’d been coped up in it for far too long and it was about time he’d get some fresh air. It was getting dark outside, his favorite time of the day. Magic was the best to watch at night, it seemed even more magical. Ash broke the riles when it came to call that…playing with magic. He never once had ever been caught, but who know-anytime he could. 
A smile peered onto his pale face as he finished the walk down the long flight of stairs. He was looking forward to what shall appear for him at the gates. Anya. It’d been a long time since he’d spoke to the flirtatious mermaid. He missed her. The best moments in his existence when he was speaking to her, or in some way communicating  with her. Recently, Asher had met someone….for the first time. Melinda. The girl he was arranged to get married to. He bit down on his lip hard as he made his way out of the huge castle. She wasn’t so pleased, Melinda wasn’t. They both never thought they’d actually meet each other one day. It wasn’t excepting. They hadn’t spoke in person yet…but Ash planned on it, he needed to.
Once he arrived at the gates, where Anya told him to meet her at, he looked around. Anya hadn’t made it yet. It was no big deal. He shoved his hands into his pockets and waited for the beautiful mermaid to arrive.