After a while of flying, they landed on a beach. He held her arm gently and led her toward the shoreline. As he neared it, a wall of seawater rose. By then, he had already folded his wings neatly on his back. Somewhere on that wall, a vertical line thickened until it became a hole.
“Go in,” he told her. “This is where I live.”
She looked at his wings.
“Go in,” he urged.
She nodded once, then stepped into the hole, a little hesitant. He went in after her.
Much to her surprise, inside the hole–the door–it was just like an ordinary house, except it was more spacious, and all the walls were dark blue, with occasional underwater life forms swimming by.
“It’s like…you own the ocean.”
He chuckled briefly. “Can’t I?”
She glanced at him again.
“Nobody will find this place,” he said.
For the next fifteen minutes, he showed her the places and facilities she could use.
“Thank you,” she said, smiling.
At that moment, he was standing at the “door”. “I’ll check some things. You have everything you need here, so stay safe.”
She nodded again. “I’ll wait here.”
After that, he left with a quick kiss on her forehead.