Night fell. Over the sea, dark clouds hung low, and fierce winds whipped the water into towering waves. A small boat rose and fell in the storm.
Joey clutched his stomach and leaned over a cabin window, his face as white as paper. Several others were doing the same, all suffering from seasickness brought on by the sailboat's rocking.
Ultimately, even though the boat had been specially modified to handle most unexpected situations, its small size remained a problem. A slightly larger wave would not capsize it, but the constant rocking was more than any ordinary person could bear.
Judging by the boat's overall construction, Annie Bullock was definitely wealthy. It was only small compared with a large passenger ship.
It could easily accommodate twenty or thirty people, with three fully equipped decks.
Despite the raging storm outside, the boat itself was barely affected.
After taking a moment to recover, Joey felt his nausea ease considerably. Or perhaps that was simply because he had already emptied his stomach.
He said, "Annie, didn't you think to bring some seasickness medicine?"
A mischievous glint flashed through Annie's pretty eyes. She looked around with a smile and spread her hands helplessly. "I didn't expect people who lived in a coastal city to get seasick."
"Uh..." He looked embarrassed. There was no arguing with that.
Oli Via silently raised her hand. "I was born in Lia, and I've never been able to handle boats."
Joey gave her a look of fellow feeling.
Then he realized something was wrong and asked, "Aren't you a navigator?"
A navigator who gets seasick. Impressive! He silently gave Oli Via a mental thumbs-up.
Embarrassment flickered across Oli Via's pale face. "Actually, this is my first time observing the weather. Since I couldn't travel by boat, I studied a lot