The morning was harsher in the sea, with nothing to shade the boat from the heat. But Ferris slept like a log. She deduced that her mortal body wouldn't last till the four moons if this keeps up.
Knock!
Knock!
Ferris grumbled. If it was Ryu again asking for her to explore the ship, she'd slap him left and right.
Opening the door, it was not Ryu who was on the other side, and Ferris's complaint lodged in her throat at the beautiful face of Rosa Ruk.
Rosa didn't smile nor greet and just barged inside and sat on the chair. She folded her legs and arms and said, "Shut the door."
All sleepiness disappeared from Ferris's system as she closed the door. She had a hunched what this sudden visit was all about.
Rosa leaned forward, eyes on Ferris. "Who are you?"
". . ." Ferris's heart thudded hard against her chest. In her head, she was calculating her next move. Did Rosa knew who she was?
