He was, initially, only in Petrichor for a walk. Furina had insisted that he go on a well-deserved small vacation following the return of his reign as the Sovereign of Hydro. The idea sounded appealing, so he did not argue.

Four days and three nights he would spend in the new hotel overlooking the sea. The old building used to be a house, but no one lived there anymore, and the town had agreed to repurpose it as a hotel. Tourism was good for the economy, anyway.

He did not expect to meet a miracle, however.

The sight of you—mysterious, alone, but carefree—by the small pond in the woods had enchanted something within him. He'd never seen anyone like you before. The light of the moon reflecting from ripples of water made it look as if your skin and hair was glowing in the dark, positively from a fairy tale of some sorts.

But something held him back. Suddenly, Neuvillette found himself rather shy. What was this, a fleeting vacation romance? He didn't fancy himself the type of male being who indulged in those things. Neuvillette had many other duties to attend to.

And yet, was he not on vacation? Could he not allow himself one night of these three?

Besides, they could just be friends. Yes. Furina said he needed more of those, anyway.

The second night, he went back to the pond. Relief flooded his chest when he saw you there once more. He found himself preening for a bit, like a bird, before he made his presence known.

He allowed himself a breath of wonder, if only so you wouldn't be too frightened.

"My," he whispered, "Are you a fairy?"