Another ten minutes passed, and Anya tread at the water surface on her own unwilling to exhaust Alvin. However, she could feel her strength reducing to stay floating and her limbs were sore from not taking a break. She regretted not focusing much on the swimming training.
How could she expect to jump into such a large water body when there was not even a river in the capital of Narnia?
To change the hands and legs movements, she dived inside the ocean and took a look around. Luckily there were no ocean creatures around them to panic her to death.
She came out after a minute or two and sighed. She wasn't going to be a snack to the whale.
She glanced at Alvin, he looked more stable than her and calmer too. He motioned her to go close to him and she did, like an obedient wife. He pulled her hands on his shoulders that brought them even closer.
