A week after meeting the Great Divine Dragon...
"Willow!!" A voice shouted from the other end of the ship, and I let out an irritated sigh. Turning my head in the direction of the voice, noticing there wasn't anyone near, before meeting Rala's eyes which sparkled with a hint of mischief.
"Cut it out Rala. It's getting old." I grumbled while pointing to the bird who innocently tilted her head, making her adorable. I shook my head while dumping the mop bucket, finishing my last chore of the day.
We are finally in the month of December, and I was just ready to get off the water, ready to be on land once again. Even if I wasn't given as much freedom, as I would usually have.
Sailing swiftly across the waters to a small port far south. It wasn't a popular port, since it wasn't funded by Belfare or Romia, but it was a perfect place to sit out the incoming weather since the town was in the mountains.
