Chapter forty-three.
Sabel stood dazed on seeing the beautiful sight before her. She took a deep breath and went closer. She stood between two rocks.
Before she was a beautiful blue sea. She sighs, she must confess that is a typical example of a beautiful disaster.
She stood in front of her place and slowly close her eyes letting the beautiful calmness of the sea that flows along with it provide peace. It was the same sea she saw in her room late at night.
The wind blows tucking strains of her hair with it. From afar, one can testify that she looks exactly like a celestial ethereal beauty. Especially standing in front of the deep blue sea.
" Came to receive fresh air?"
A deep masculine voice brought her out of her dreamland. She turned and looked at him, smiled, and turned her face back to the mesmerizing sight in front of her.