Less than ten minutes later, Asahi’s feet sank into the soft soil as Nali released her grip on him in front of a beautiful hut that looked like it was from a fairy tale. Smoke rose from the stone chimney. Nali touched down beside him. He was struck once again by her beauty. Her long, black curls fell around her shoulders. She briefly shimmered as she transformed. Her wings folded and disappeared from sight.
“I come here sometimes, when I want to be alone,” she explained.
“It is beautiful—and peaceful,” he said.
“Yes,” she quietly agreed, stepping around him and opening the door.
He followed her, pausing at the threshold. He allowed his gaze to linger over the room, noting each detail. Near the door, was a square table with two chairs. It was set for two diners to share an intimate meal
