This castle was a little bit too much for Ashton. Sure the Paris Coven was pretty fancy but not old ancient huge castle with towers fancy. It added onto the pile of nervousness he had coming here. The invitation was strange from the very beginning but it seemed just like a small gesture to bring spirits up. Hopefully. No one ever really knows with Romulus. But Margot was coming and that meant he was too. They haven’t settled down for long, everyone just finding their rooms and getting as comfy as they can be, and Ashton was one to get out of the warmth and back into the cold. He walked around the outside of the building, finding himself at the garden and just take a bit of time away. Fancy flowers was easier to deal with than a whole castle right now. But he soon sensed someone else out here with him. “And I thought no one else would want to stand in the cold,” he commented before sitting down on one of the chairs.