She Pushed Consort Xi!

Bang! Bang—

The continuous gunshots echoed over the Seine River, making everyone aboard the Poroskafi stop what they were doing and turn toward the north.

Captain Bliss rushed onto the deck with his men and saw the Seven Birds stopped not far away. The warning shots had clearly come from there.

A sailor stood atop the galley's main mast. Holding two lanterns aloft, he repeatedly made different gestures.

It was a method of communication agreed upon by the crews transporting goods along the Seine River.

Captain Bliss expertly read the gestures from across the water:

"Someone... overboard... starboard..."

His expression instantly stiffened. He turned and roared at the third mate:

"Quick! Starboard side, go save them! Henry, drop anchor!"

At this moment, everyone aboard the Poroskafi was someone important—after all, not just anyone could sail on the same ship as the Crown Prince. If even one of them drowned, he could forget about ever running ships in France again!

Seven or eight sailors plunged into the river like dumplings dropping into a pot, splashing one after another, while the sloop along the side was lowered as well.

Fortunately, the setting sun still left a faint glow, allowing them to barely make out things on the water. Before long, a sailor pointed at a string of tiny bubbles and shouted:

"Look! Over there!"

Half a minute later, a black-and-white maid's dress surfaced, followed by long golden hair.

Then came Camellia's tightly shut eyes.

A sailor tied a rope around her waist, and the people aboard the Poroskafi dragged her onto the deck in a flurry of hands.

Joseph and the nobles rushed over from the dining room as well. The moment he saw Camellia lying motionless on the deck, his heart clenched.

"What happened?!"

"Y-Your Highness..." The captain's face was deathly