Inside the Governor's Mansion on Hope Island, Elizabeth lay in Charles's arms, curiously flipping through the photos on his phone.
"The Land of Light is so magical. No wonder you want to go back."
Charles gently rested his chin on the top of her head, breathing in the delicate scent of her hair.
When he first arrived, he had thought for a while that this phone would be his cheat code. One day, it would have some grand use, but now it seemed its greatest purpose was just doing what it was made for—being played with.
Elizabeth watched quietly for a while, then raised her head and asked in puzzlement, "Darling, why haven't you rushed out to sea lately? That's not like you."
Charles shook his head. "It's not time yet. I'm waiting for someone."
