It's been a more than a month since Tyler Crew left the New Rose Kingdom.
Tyler stood at the bow of the ship, gazing out at the horizon. His eyes widened as the sight of several islands came into view. Each one was distinct, yet eerily similar, forming a chain of land masses that dotted the ocean like giant stepping stones. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the water, reflecting the triangular shape of the islands.
"Is that… a bunch of islands?" Mathilda asked, leaning over the railing beside him.
Lily nodded, standing nearby, arms folded across her chest as she studied the formation. "Yep. Those are the Triangle Islands."
"Triangle Islands?" Tyler repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Is there a reason for that name?"
Lily turned, her sharp eyes glittering with a hint of amusement. "The islands are shaped like triangles. There are a total of twenty, according to the old maps."
