Chapter 90: A Minor Problem During Voyage

As the ship sailed further out to sea, the three travelers settled into the rhythm of life on board. They enjoyed delicious meals in the dining room, attended elegant balls and concerts, and relaxed on deck chairs, watching the endless expanse of ocean stretching out before them.

It had been five days since they left the port and the sun had set, casting a serene glow over the ocean. The three looked up at the night sky, the ethereal scene of stars blanketing the night mesmerizing them.

Poul spoke up, breaking the peaceful silence, "It's kind of odd that I'm not being treated differently here due to my background as an Albian. Normally, I would be segregated, but it doesn't seem to be the case."

Jonathan shook his head, "They might be lenient towards Albians as you are white, but towards colored people, they are segregated."