Arielle nodded in understanding, then followed William to return to her room.
Inside the room, the nausea she felt came back to her at once. This time, it felt more intense, and she couldn't help but run to the bathroom to vomit what was in her stomach.
The urge to vomit was so strong, but nothing came out. Arielle didn't eat anything this afternoon, so her stomach was still empty. She wanted to call William or Lucas again but was afraid to bother them.
Her stomach was churning as the ship shook violently. Her experience of facing a storm at sea caused Arielle to panic a little.
The girl rushed to rinse her mouth to get rid of the bitter taste. After everything was clean, Arielle climbed into bed, trying to sleep with the coat and shoes still attached to her body.
Arielle didn't have the strength to take it off.
"Ronan," Arielle called weakly.
(Arielle? Are you alright? You sound weak?) asked Ronan worriedly.
