Train Hard
At the vast waters of the Miran Ocean, Xenia's training continued as the Lucian sailed towards Valcor Island. The ship would only stop and drift occasionally if the need arises, but overall, their journey had been rather smooth.
"Isn't this enough? I mean, I'm afraid she will lose her breath soon," Darius impatiently hissed at Osman as the both of them waited by the railing of the ship. They stared at the spot where Xenia was submerged underwater, possibly meditating on how she could hold her breath for so long.
"Your Majesty, this is why I suggested that you don't tag along in the first place," Osman mumbled with a frown. It hadn't been long since the Princess went under the water, and yet the King was already worried sick for her anyway.