The next day, urgh, Beatrice, sitting leaning against the ship's deck railing, vomited everything back into the bucket that was always in front of her, while Rosalind sat beside her massaging her neck. The crashing waves and the rocking of the ship only made Beatrice feel sicker.
"Uhh... when are we gonna get there... I can't take this," Beatrice lamented miserably.
"Be patient, Princess. One more day, and we'll arrive," Rosalind replied, trying to comfort Beatrice.
Seeing Beatrice looking miserable and very intimate with the bucket she was holding, everyone immediately approached Beatrice and Rosalind, who was massaging the back of Beatrice's neck.
"You can't handle sea travel?" Claudia asked.
"How did you get to the academy? You took a ship, right?" Alicia asked.
"Don't tell me you detoured through the Durnhill Kingdom and crossed the bridge using a horse-drawn carriage to the Orthus Empire?" Milia asked.
