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Ginevra & Asher

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Walking toward one of the rooms inside the Wonderland Castle Asher was followed by several of the castle staff. Pausing he turned toward the men and women that were just spouting out all sorts of official royal business nonsense. He nodded “I will, I will.... But for right now.” He lifted up a ripped up crumpled piece of paper that seemed as if it were intentionally made to replicate the looks of a treasure map. There were multiple colored markings and images on the paper “I am a bit busy with something important.” The officials started going off, about how what they were telling him was important and how he needed to tend to things urgently.

The reality was that they were wrong,  nothing they wanted him to do was that important. It was a time of peace in Wonderland and those who lived around the land were contempt, if not happy. No one had come to express any grief this week “Look, I will get to all of that tomorrow.” Asher smiled at them “But for now it seems my children need my attention more than...” Gently he lifted his left hand up to tug on a paper being held out to him “...Send an inspection team to look at a portal that has been dropping things from the other world into the lake...”  Squinting slightly he let his hand drop from the paper “It's not going anyway, we can have one day of fun. Go have fun with your children.” Asher turned away then and grabbed onto the doorknob opening the door and walking inside.

After walking inside he noticed four little figures scurrying around the play area, in the dark. Smiling a bit he looked over trying to find Ginevra in all that darkness as well, but she didn't seem to be moving, and he couldn't make her out among the other shapes.  Flipping the light switch he blinked as he stared at the 'empty' room.  Glancing at the paper still in his hand he frowned “I don't get it, it says that I am in the right spot. Where is my treasure?”  Walking over to an art table with a couple of crude drawings on them he reached down to pick up a paper “I didn't know that treasure could be anything but gold...”

Ignoring the twins Sparrow and Skylar's laughing and shuffling under the table he stood straight again  and walked over to a bin full of stuffed animals “Hello?” Grabbing a white rabbit with a watch sewn against its hand he tilted it over  “Is that giggling?”  Grinning he suddenly stuck his hands carefully into the bin and pulled out a small little girl “Astrid! What are you doing in there!” He grinned holding her up before bringing her closer to him “Well, You are an unconventional Treasure, but I guess I'll keep you.” He smiled sweetly gently poking her nose before a shout came out and he was suddenly hit in his left leg.

“Nooo. Daaaaaad! I wanna be a treasure!” Briar shouted, apparently he was the ringleader of the group of four children and had ditched the plan. Skylar and Sparrow then crawled out from their hiding spots still giggling and pointed at Briar and spoke in unison “You ruined it! You flamingo brain!”

Asher grinned and held Astrid against his hip “Ginevra, where did all these kids come from?” He asked her finally looking over to where she had been the entire time and gave her a playful kiss, blowing it at her before patting the top of Briar's head with his free hand “Stop biting my leg.” Asher whispered calmly to the wolf child, but it did hurt a lot more than he was letting on.

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...And Then There Was You/// Ginevra & Asher

He was king now, and what did a king do? He ruled. Of course Asher wasn't really expecting this at all, even though they had spent quite some time on planning this entire rebellion out. He had know idea what he would do when he actually got on the throne. But he had his friends, and they were smart enough to help him figure it out, if he wasn't. A lot of it thanks to Aradan, who had been a constant companion since he was a child.

Though it was Ginevra that seemed to hold it all together for him. He was always lost lately, in his own darkness, but she seemed to find a way to help him find that certain focus he had needed. And he loved her, he loved her more than he could express. Or was too shy to say to her, thinking that the admittance might somehow poison what they had. But here she was, with him still, even though he had become a king. It was strange, the transition from poor Servant Boy, to a King.  Asher was though, not without the fear that he could one day become like the previous rulers. Especially the Queens that once ravaged Wonderland.

But it was his turn now, it was their turn to make a difference in Wonderland, the wars were over, and he was very well received upon taking the throne. The people loved him for his humble beginnings and the way he still carried his innocent yet strong, fighters personality when he dealt with the people. Which he had made sure everyone in their reach were compensated for the devastation they had all suffered under Jensen's rule.

Standing in his room now, he stared over all the lavishing decorations that littered the area, his twin brother didn't strike him as the sort to want to be living like this. But it seemed that one would be surprised, even by their own sibling. Though they had never really gotten to know one another, his twin  was separated from them when they were just babies, and raised by the king before Jensen.

Asher walked over to the bed and pulled back the curtain that surrounded the bed, staring at Ginevra " What do you think of the room? Is it a little too much?" He grinned a little nervously. She hadn't really been here before " Are you...Um, are you comfortable with...this.." He was talking about the decorations, but also hinting at his bringing her to be with him, at  the moment.

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Polyamory is pretty great, Azazael..../// Asher, Ginevra, and Azazael

Bubbles-RP

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So, people get lost in the woods aallll the time. Shut up, Asher didn't have to hear  it. He was not stupid.  Okay, so maaaybe a year had passed since being lost in the woods. Fine. But you know, he was going through some stuff then. With the lose of a baby, and with Ginevra constantly pulling away. So he took a break. It was longer than he'd intended, obviously. And he ended up being lost in some woods out in some wherever place that one could easily be lost in the woods. Asher hadn't been seen since. His business was still be run though, by his parents. Who hadn't given up on trying to find their missing son. When most people had.

A few months ago Asher had finally been found, and he'd gone through all the things one goes to after being missing and thought to of been dead, even murdered maybe? And now he was free to continue his life as normal. He took back his duties at the bakery he'd owned, and other things to return back to his old life. But there was something missing. That something was Ginevra, who had lost touch with most of the people  she and Asher had known together. She just fell off the map it seemed. Asher didn't blame her, if people thought he was dead, then maybe she had thought he was dead too. But after the last few months, he'd found her.  She was stepping into the bakery, with a strange looking guy. Asher ducked into the back, as he let one of the people who worked for him take her order.

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Taking in a few deep breathes, Asher looks around, everything was just, not right. His head was light, his heart racing, slamming in his chest. What was that sound? Turning to look he winces, his hands moving up to his neck, rubbing into the skin “ Go away…  ” Closing his eyes, the creeping sound of metal clanks of armor approaching, hissing of a cat, the wind through the branches of dead trees “ It’s not real.” Shaking his head, he sucks in a deep breath. Then turns suddenly as he hears a voice, his eyes searching for the source, only to land suddenly on her, but what he’d seen besides the sprite, was the knight that had helped tie him and hang upside down in the Tulgey.

“  Just leave me alone!” He shouts, suddenly shoving Ginevra away from him then, wanting to run away, but stops himself as he looks down at her, everything tilting, his vision doubling. Turning his head to one side as he stares down at her “ They should of killed you….” With a sneer he drops down over her, his pupils shrunk into the small little pins.

Reaching his  left hand out then, grabbing Ginevra by her shirt he yanks her up, his right hand lifting  up, forming into a fist, ready to strike her across the face.

But just in that moment, he hears more noises that weren’t there. His eyes shifting quickly as he looks around, dropping onto one need and then falling to the side from her he turns and crawls  off before standing and starts to run away from the girl he’d mistaken for the man who had helped Abra try and kill him.  Darting through the woods he slides to a stop as he reaches the edge of a cliff, sending several rocks rolling off the edge. Looking down he takes a deep breath, a eerie silence falling over his ears.

He turns suddenly, thinking about jumping into the waters below. The sound of growling again cutting it’s way into his ears. Lifting his hands up he grabs onto his ears “ S-stop! ” They were coming for him, to finish what they started, the creatures and his would be murderers alike. Or maybe even to hang him again from the tree. He couldn’t go back to that.  Dropping down onto the ground, his knee’s in his chest, his hands over his ears as he whispers into his knee’s, pleading to just be left alone. 

Rocking lightly back and forth, gasping for breath as if the rope had once more wrapped itself around his neck again, tightening as it once had, killing him slowly as it once had tried before.

“ Please.-Please.-Please.- Stop! Stop it!“  Closing his eyes, his body shaking so violently from the sounds that had haunted him for this last year. Not again, he could not go back to being a victim, he had to be stronger then this. But he wasn’t, he couldn’t be.