"Ah!"
With an unconscious, soft exclamation, Violet suddenly opened her sapphire-like beautiful eyes and abruptly sat up in bed.
The velvet quilt and the white silk nightgown on her shoulders slipped slightly, revealing delicate collarbones and a glimpse of cold, snowy white skin.
Outside the glass porthole was still the thick of night, and the continuous waves carrying the chill rhythmically lapped against the hull.
The girl immediately realized she was still aboard the Flame Rose, navigating through Echidna's Triangle Circulation in the First Circulation Zone.
Her father, the notorious Pirate King, "Whale Hunter" Jack Harold, had not been devoured by the giant whale at sea.
The sleepiness faded from her blue eyes, and she let out a deep breath.
It's been so many years, yet today I dreamed of Father again.
