Chapter 12

The faint creaks of wood and the often cacophony of the water trickling as she paddle away in silence was the only noise Hellion could hear. Xegris was still deep asleep and she’s been rowing the both for how many nights now.

It was their fourth day being castaway in the vast ocean. Hellion survived eating those raw fish she painstakingly tried to catch with her own hands while Xegris only sleep like the dead on the boat’s cabin. He never woken up even once as if he was extremely exhausted. She was doing all the work so how come he’s that tired! He’s not even moving an inch!

Hellion would casually glare at him and sometimes smack his navel with the paddle but so far he’d only glare back and go back to sleep looking all helpless and pale.

She even thought that Xegris must be seasick but he only sneered at her and stubbornly said he’s not. Hellion just snorted and hardly believe that it was the case.

Why was he so afraid to paddle then if he’s not sick! That lying jerk!

She then sen