"Look, Arete. We're finally approaching it," Milleia breathed, her smile widening as she leaned against the railing of the airship. Ahead of them, the silhouette of the floating landmass grew larger against the open sky.
They would reach the docks in ten minutes or so.
"Hm," Arete muttered, her expression unreadable as she stared out at the nearing horizon.
Milleia glanced sideways, slightly puzzled by her muted reaction. "Have you already been to Edenis Raphiel before?"
"No, it isn't that," Arete replied, shaking her head slowly. "I have simply seen far more breathtaking things in my lifetime. A floating island, while lovely, doesn't quite shock me anymore."
"I guess that makes sense. You are Lord Zeus's daughter, right?" Milleia asked.
Arete gave a small nod.
