Veronica couldn't help but feel sad for her friend. Some nobles would enjoy luxury but she knew him since childhood. He liked nothing more than the ocean. He would tell her stories we read about pirates and finding their hideout to get all the treasures pirates took.
"How about this? Hand over your duties to your brother and escape from your house," Veronica suggested. "You can go directly to the port. Find a job on a ship. They always need crews."
Eugene heard her imperative tone and realized that she was serious. The corners of his lips gradually spread, turning his lips into a half-moon shape.
"If I want to run away, will you help me?" he asked.
"Most certainly I will! What kind of friend do you think I am?" Veronica snapped.
"A scary one," Eugene answered without batting his eyes. Anyone who knew her since childhood would never trust her. He didn't want to leave his fate in her hands either.
