"Your Highness, the rain outside has stopped."
Out on the sea, a fleet of warships was sailing slowly forward. At the very front was an enormous main battleship.
Within that flagship was a lavishly furnished cabin, where Prince Xiusenya was resting.
A servant carefully knocked on his door. As he delivered tea and refreshments, he reminded him.
"The rain has stopped?" Prince Xiusenya raised his head and asked upon hearing the servant's words.
"Yes, Your Highness. The rain outside has stopped, and the sun has come out," the servant replied.
"I'll go out and have a look." Hearing that the sun had emerged, Prince Xiusenya happily rose to his feet and walked outside.
On their return journey, they had encountered a great storm. It had raged for several days, and Prince Xiusenya had remained cooped up in his cabin the entire time. He felt as though even his clothes were growing damp, and he desperately needed to go outside and bask in the sun.
"You don't need to follow me. Go attend to your duties." After leaving the cabin and reaching the deck, Prince Xiusenya saw that the servant was still at his side and turned back to say so.
"Yes, Your Highness." Only after the Crown Prince said this did the servant dare to truly leave.
Standing on the deck, with a gentle breeze blowing against him, Prince Xiusenya gazed at the blue sky and white clouds, bathing in the sunlight. At last, his mood improved.
"When I return this time, I must get in touch with him properly. I wonder what he is doing now." Prince Xiusenya thought of the distant Romon.
There was some friendship between him and Romon, but they could not truly be called friends.
At the very least, Romon's growing strength made him increasingly