Celestiel remained there, trembling, Thalia's cold hand still in hers.
"My sister...," Theseus' voice brought her out of her sudden mourning. She looked up to find Theseus gazing over the edge of the wall of the Sweet Lillian, seemingly in a daze. "I can see her."
"What?," the princess' eyes were teary but it did not stop the curious expression to form on her face. Theseus glanced back at Celestiel briefly, pointing over towards the horizon.
At the moment, judging from the height of the sun in the sky, Celestiel guessed it was around the time of noon and the sun was harsh. Her eyes turned sad as she realised the heat of the sun, combined with the loss of his sister whom he had just reunited with caused the young boy to hallucinate.
"Theseus..."
"I am not lying," the boy cut in, his crimson eyes gazing at the princess. "She is right there, waving to us." He raised his hand, turning his gaze back to the sea and began waving.
