"Yacht?" Within reach, spotting the yacht at the face, Ave's eyes seemed to pop out of their place soon. She was shell surprised and as a result, her mouth was dropped open.
The yacht stood tall, blossomed right there on the ocean, blazed in compliment to the sky and waves. Her strengthened hull had been designed to withstand icy waters but was coated in a bronzed layer of paint. The theme of fire was reportedly a particularly important aspect that reflected in the golden shades of the hull.
Xavier had a blank face, taking sips of large size iced coffee through a straw. He would always choose refreshment over enjoyment. He'd this kind of habits and he'd wondered what was there in a yacht for a Princess to be surprised about. It was only normal for Ethy to be surprised and touched by her
