A Fish Loves A Bird

"No Morito. How can a fish love a bird?" the MerKing said. Morito rubbed his scaly arm.
"She must learn to swim, and he must learn to fly." he said.
"She cannot breathe beneath the water!" The MerKing pointed out.
"Then grant her the breath."
"Ah..." The MerKing said. "Now we come to it. How would you pay for such wishes? What would you give me in return for wings and gills?" Morito lifted his head and for the first time he met the MerKing's dark eyes.
"Anything..."