Yuishia
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Married to the Witch
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December 14, 2017
Married to the Witch
Original Post Date:
December 14, 2017

Ashley Mamba Kreshik
A male sighed as he moved about outside with a hood over his head a bit once the sun got to high. He was weaving his way around the crowd, trying to get away from them and to one of the taverns for something to eat. Sure he could have ate in the castle or gone to one of the vendors, but with this festival going on he didn’t want to be around so many people. It was bad enough during the ball, having to pose as his young Master and acting all pompous and pretentious. That wasn’t him. He was quite, secluded and used. He figured since he was born in the Salara manor that he’d die in that manor too. Now he was engaged to the third Naryl child who he hadn’t even met yet. He’s heard about him, but that’s all.
“Hello Miss Kreshik. Would you like the same as before?” The voice that spoke to him, again thinking he was just a female, was still strange to him. “Yes please.” Ashley said to be polite. It didn’t help he was doll like and had the name that could be used for either. “Congratulations again on the engagement. You may not becoming Queen, but you’re still going to be important.” Setting the drink and little bit of food at the bar, the man smiled as Ash sat down. “You need to eat more Miss, you look very thin and pale.” Trying to be polite Ash smiled a bit. “It’s how I was born and raised. I was never allowed much food, my parents wanting me to stay beautiful for a future match.” If Ashley hadn’t been good at lying then the barkeep would have seen right through that he wasn’t actually a noble. After picking at the little bit of food and eventually eating it all, Ash finished his drink and paid for the meal before getting up and leaving.
Wrapping the cloak back around him to protect his skin, Ash decided to walk around a bit to do what was expected and socialize. As he walked he had seen the Princess talking to another female and nodded at her in respect as she looked his way. That was until he almost walked into someone, having enough reflex to do a quick stop. If he hadn’t he’d have dumped over some expensive merchandise. “I’m sorry Miss! Are you ok?” Ashley held up a hand as he shook his head some. “No need to apologize, I was the one not watching.” “This is the finest silk that we make, please take the shawl that I had made the night before. It’s the least I could do for not moving fast enough already before something happened.” Not use to the customs of royals and non royals Ash had no choice but to take the shawl without protest. “Thank you. It is very beautiful.” he said, looking at the iridescent shawl that looked like it could match his hair. “My inspiration comes from the people and your hair inspired many creations.” he said, nodding his head. “I must be off M’lady.” Blinking at the wink he gave at the use of the formal term before he walked off, Ash sighed again before he carefully stored the shawl in his cloak. It wasn’t the time to wear something like that.
Looking around now he didn’t know what to really do, so he just roamed around looking at things, making sure that not much skin was visible to the sun.