Phoebe's POV
The car ride to the harbor would take several grueling days, followed by over a week at sea to reach the Valerium Kingdom. Our ship would dock at Ashford Pack first—the territory closest to Valerium's capital—before we'd arrive at our final stop.
I'd never traveled by water before. The thought made my stomach twist with nervous energy.
After a few days on the ocean, the ship's gentle rocking turned violent as the waves picked up. Seasickness hit me hard, and I spent the rest of the day holed up in our cabin, flat on my back, fighting waves of nausea.
When the sun started setting on our last day at sea, Perry hovered over me, worry creasing his features. "Any better?" His voice was soft, almost tender.
I nodded and forced myself upright, taking a shaky breath. "Much better now." My voice came out weaker than I'd intended.
"I should've brought Marcela," he muttered, clearly beating himself up over it.
