"So, Mr. Watson, can the story be called 'Heart of the Ocean'?"
Miss Princess suggested, her hair fluttering slightly in the sea breeze.
"Of course, it can."
Shard nodded and then coughed before saying,
"Then I'll begin. This is a true story that happened not long ago, perhaps..."
It actually didn't require many details to be changed to tell the tale of the great shipwreck that had been passed down in his homeland for ages, after all, the era of the story's setting wasn't very different from the present day.
With the sea breeze on his face and the scenery of Coldwater Port fading into the distance, Shard narrated the story at a gentle pace, while Miss Princess stood with her hands on the railing, listening and gazing out at the sea.