While the internet was buzzing with the heroic act of Amaya and Marx, they were on a private yacht cruise on a nearby lagoon in the West.
"I have been in Lireya for more than two months now I did not know there is such a beautiful place in the capital." Amaya was standing on the railing of the yacht looking at the clear water below and at the greeneries that grew on the the rocky hills that they passed along the way. The yacht was traveling on a very slow speed.
Marx stood beside Amaya. He placed his hand around her waist casually. Amaya has gotten used to Marx touch that she did not feel awkward or conscious at all.
"Your grandfather and father have good conservation plan for Lireya. No piers or ports were allowed at the eastern and western coasts, making the water clear and pollution free. Only yachts and boats for tours were allowed in this area."
