"How is she?" Lilian asked. She and Myrene walked towards where their cabins were located. Looking at the exterior of the ship, it was indeed comparable to the cruise, and there was magic surrounding every layer, maintaining the whole ship of this size.
Flarion looked at them with not-so-good expressions. "She is still not feeling well."
All of them looked at the room where Flarion was standing out. They kept hearing someone puking.
"To think that Cerulian has sea sickness." Lilian said.
"Why are you not entering the room?
"Well, Solace and Knox are taking care of her already. There is no need for me to enter the room." He said as he averted his gaze to the two ladies.
'Suspicious. Definitely suspicious.' Lilian gave Flarion a scrutinizing gaze, wanting for him to spill it out whatever he was hiding.