Kaia stared out to the sea. The rushing waves, the sea life that swam through the waters.
She felt the wind that carried the salty breeze of the ocean and the heat reflected from the surface of the waves.
She leaned against the ship's railing, elbows resting on the wooden frame.
Leaving Yuhai port wasn't difficult. Especially now that she was Gwen's friend. As a Cardinal's guest, it would be crazy for the Sentinels to question her identity.
Especially for someone who's the friend of Guinevere, the daughter of Arax.
Of course, this leisure came with its own risk as the moment her identity was found out. . .
Letting out a dry chuckle, Kaia sighed.
It was. . . a little strength but she felt a pang of guilt whenever she thought about revealing her identity. The moment they inevitably part ways.
There was always a part of her that worried for the girl. Someone who put up a brave front despite being ever so lonely.
Someone starved for familial love.
