Phoebe's POV
The drive to the harbor would stretch across three days, followed by a week-long voyage to Valerium kingdom. Our ship would dock at Ashford pack, positioned near the capital city.
Water travel was completely new to me, and anxiety twisted in my stomach at the thought.
By the second day, seasickness hit me hard. I spent the remainder of our journey confined to my cabin, flat on my back and miserable.
"Feeling better?" Perry's voice pulled me from my drowsy haze on our final day approaching Valerium Kingdom.
I managed a nod and forced myself upright, drawing in a shaky breath. "Yes, I'm fine."
"I should have brought Marcela along."
A weak smile crossed my lips. "She's swamped with palace duties. Besides, I'm okay. This is all new territory for me – I just need time to adjust."
Perry looked frustrated, though I could see him making mental notes. The lack of a healer on board clearly bothered him more than he let on.
