The ship gracefully left the harbor, its bow slicing through the shimmering waves of the endless sea.
"It will take us 8 days to reach Celestialand," the ship's captain announced to the passengers.
"Show me to my room," Rosalyn ordered, and a maid working for the tiny merchant guided her to her designated quarters.
Kuber took in the breathtaking view of the endless sea. "This is quite a nice view," he commented, his eyes fixed on the horizon.
Darryl, on the other hand, tapped the floor of the deck to assess its sturdiness. "This ship looks remarkably well-built. It must have cost a fortune."
"Be careful! This ship is quite expensive, so don't dirty the floor with your filthy shoes!" the tiny merchant exclaimed with annoyance.
Darryl and Kuber exchanged sidelong glances, choosing to remain silent. The tiny merchant huffed and muttered to himself, "Hmph... country bumpkins," before taking his leave.
