Poala spent most of her time on the balcony. She ordered us room service for breakfast, then the boys would knock on the door and I'd wind up going with them to whatever adventure they had planned. Whether it was the pool, or ice cream cones, or one of the zillion trips to the buffet--the next two days at-sea were busy.
There was always music and crowds of people and it would have been overwhelming were Xavier not next to me more often than not, reverting the DJ's attention away from me, intercepting when a stranger would approach me, holding my hand when the ship rocked just a bit rougher than it ought to.
In two days, I'd gone from warily avoiding the Pureblood, to tugging at his sleeve. Asking him questions about everything from what this strange dessert was to what time the show w
