The Grand Duchess took the life jacket, looking at her son standing on the bow of the ship through the glass window. She moistened her lips, then stepped out the cabin door. Wearing high heels, she trod on the slippery deck, her gait unsteady, nearly slipping several times.
However, in the end, she successfully reached the bow of the ship.
Without saying much, she extended her arm and draped the life jacket over her son.
Feeling her movements, Lucas Walker turned his head in surprise. Seeing her, he immediately roared.
"Who let you come out!"
The deck was slippery, and the warship was violently rocking. She had walked to the bow of the ship in a dress and high heels. If she slipped, she would likely get hurt.
"Put it on!"
The Grand Duchess roared back.
At such times, one had to shout to be heard.
A tidal wave approached, her body violently rocked. Lucas Walker stretched out his palm and held her. The Grand Duchess lifted her face in her son's arms.
