Barak had tried suggesting that she leave the cabin and come out to receive a little sunlight once in a while, but his words had fallen on deaf ears then. He knew she could not stay cooped inside that room all through their three weeks sail, but he was pleasantly shocked when he saw her standing there.
The wind rippled through her long red hair and clothes, her lips pressed together, her brows narrowed on the fairy that had become his new friend. Her fair skin stood out amidst the brown-skinned people on the ship. Dear lords…
He'd seen her in daylight, but there was something about the open sea, and just something about the dramatic entrance that she made. There was something in the air itself because it felt like he was seeing her for the very first time. And oh, she was lovely.
