(ɴᴏ ᴇᴅɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ʏᴇᴛ.)
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• —Aeron's POV— •
____________Chapter 10: The Change
FINAL partI flipped my pocketwatch close as I gaze at the cabin windows.
We still have plenty of time left before sundown. The banquet will be held by then so we need to return home before dusk.
Right now we're still aboard the airship Princess Ifrit provided for us.
This airship is supposed to be faster than an ordinary airship but I barely feel we're going fast by just watching the scene from the windows. If anything else, it feels as if we're cruising leisurely.I sank further down the bench I sat on and just hauled a sigh. I would have wanted to make the trip back faster but I don't have the heart to ask Levi, knowing it drains his energy a lot if he uses that automobile hyperloop drive thingy again for teleportation.
I guess I just have to make do with whatever time I have now to rest until we arrive.
I looked around the room. The room is not that spacious as other airship cabins usually are but they had few benches planted firmly on the floor to provide seats perhaps for guests. The ceiling is made of resilient looking glass that allows you to enjoy the view from above while the walls are covered in simple wallpapers where few circular windows are equally distributed. Not much of a furniture aside from the seats, I thought.
On one area of the room, it elongates into an edge that curves into a half circle where the entire wall is made of the same resilient looking glass similar with the ceilings, joining as one actually, but despite that resilience, a railing is provided which marginates the entire room. Perhaps something you can hold on too in dire situations? I reckon this is supposed to be a cargo ship belonging to some known merchant guild in Ak'hilheim but I'm quite surprise they still provided rooms like this.Aerra stood by where that floor-to-ceiling glass windows is, holding on to the railings while looking beyond, while Levi stood beside her, perching on the railings.
I kept scouting my eyes around up to and about the degree where I end up looking at what's infront of me, a bench where Eriol sat with crossed arms. Is he napping?
Suddenly his eyes opens and met mine.
I nonchalantly look away.I can see Eriol stood up from the corner of my eyes. He glances where Aerra is for a moment as he made his way towards me. I sat up straight.
"I'm amaze how you're not fuming with that guy monopolizing your sister over there," he says, pointing at them with his thumb. "I guess you really grew up now, huh?" he added, throwing himself at the empty space beside me.
"I don't know, he's not doing anything suspicious as of now at least." I replied with a brief shrug. Eriol casually lays down on his back, leaving his head on my lap. I glared down at him, "And what do you think you're doing?" I grunted at him.
"Gonna nap. I need a pillow!" He yawns saying this.
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