"Oceanfait,"Finlay stood on the wooden ship railings and put his hand on the rope as they reached the second sea which had a different color from the first. Precisely indigo and was calm as if it was never graced with waves or tsunamis before. He remembered sailing through this sea with ease, however, he had a strange feeling in his gut that something wasn't right because some parts of the sea were frozen. Even most of his men were laughing as they jumped from the ships and walked on the ice. Waltzing and behaving like women at the ball dance. It was hilarious, but Finlay wasn't settled inside. He threw a look in his wife's direction, only to see her learning how to shoot an arrow with an apple. Her few companies of males and Lewis, teaching her. Who would have thought a homely Ophelia would behave in such manner? Finlay thought she was meant for dresses and ball gowns, with delicate little hands. But upon seeing her in his clothes which he had adjusted to her size with a piece of t

The kiss from the ice god had knocked Ophelia out cold and for the umpteenth time, Finlay couldn't help but hate himself for not sending her back when he had the chance to. Now, it was complicated to wake her up. She was laid on the small place of rest like a sleeping beauty.Had he known, he would have listened to Delta Lockwood. They would probably see him as a fool or something, but that didn't matter. Ophelia was unconscious like a sleeping beauty. It was exasperating.He didn't know what else the ice god had done to his wife, she was still breathing and he had tried several means to have her awoken, but it was all effortless.Finlay closed all the doors and windows, heated the entire place, and pulled her hand in his as he waited for her with his heart doing a turmoil inside of him.Several hours passed by until it was nightfall, and nothing had happened. He was perspiring, drenched in his own sweat while Ophelia's hands still felt so cold like she had spent a look time on ice. I

Finlay was beyond upset, with the way his wife was ignoring him. He couldn't tell if it was a deliberate act as a serve of punishment, or if she truly had lost her memory.But how was it even possible? She got kissed by the dragon, fell into a deep sleep for three days, and woke up and couldn't recall anything. Refused to sleep on the bed with him and even ran out when he was undressing in front of her. Like he was a stranger who wanted to rape her or something.He had woken up the next morning and couldn't find Ophelia in the room. She had left, wearing the same dress she wore last night. Without even undergarments on. Christ!Finlay left the bed and made his way out immediately, in search of his wife. It felt like he was getting smacked in the face for ignoring Delta Lockwood's advice. Now, Ophelia was out of control.He walked through the ship, asking everyone he saw if they had seen his wife, but they kept replying that they hadn't.Finlay sighed heavily and ran his fingers through

"You ruined everything.""I was pained, couldn't let the man have you to himself.""But he's my husband. You erased my memory of everything just so I wouldn't recognize and love him as I used to.""It was only for a couple of days, I wanted to torture him.""Where in history was it stated that werewolves and dragons mix? I've never even seen a real dragon before, except you.Ophelia ground her teeth until her jaw began to hurt as she looked away from this man whose skin was as white as snow. It was Alexander and they were in Oceanfait, standing right on the frozen sea except ships and men were out of sight."You know, I thought this would be just a love story between me and Finlay, but it's more of an adventure with gods and were-cannibals trying to separate us from each other," Ophelia folded her arms across her chest."There's nothing in my heart except pity for you, Ophelia. You didn't know what you stepped into when you accepted this man into your life," Alexander shook his head at

Sailing through Holkar was more complicated than they had predicted. Men were missing one by one that Finlay had to impose the law of counting themselves to ensure they were complete in number. Bloated dead bodies would float atop The water as the ships sailed by and it was rather saddening. Eleven men had died within two days. Finlay even gave strict orders to them to stay inside and not come out, but it was difficult because each man who took the job as a sailor died along the way.It was exasperating for Finlay. He had discussed with his meeting men about this so they could put heads together in finding a solution, but it was to no avail. Men kept dying every day when they hadn't even reached the fifth sea. Every day, they threw dead bodies into the sea. It was certainly the sea gods who were killing them.As usual, Ophelia had stayed inside without being let out. Even the windows and door were shut so she wouldn't see outside. Finlay couldn't risk her life. But the person who had