The ship sailing for Zeravon had left the shores of Litoralia, and their journey had begun. Soon, the sun climbed higher, and the temperature grew warmer. They were to sail for nearly two weeks, and Abrielle could only pray they arrived safely.
The door to one of the cabins creaked open as Abrielle stepped in, carrying a tray with enough food for two. Her eyes landed on Cedric, who was sitting on the bed, trying to watch the ocean through the small, round window.
"I'm back," she announced, then gently closed the door behind her.
She was sharing the cabin with Cedric. Since the journey was long, and Cedric wanted to keep the true state of his health hidden from the rest, she had suggested booking three rooms.
