She found it curious that only men were stripped of their coats, their privacy laid bare, while women sailed through unchecked.
Curiosity tugged at her, but before she could delve deeper, Winston’s voice reached her ears. “Don’t Linger. It’s our turn.”
The bodyguard, his eyes narrowed with suspicion, examined their credentials. A flicker of recognition passed through his gaze, then with a curt nod, he ushered them aboard.
But as Hannah stepped onto the opulent deck, a familiar face, half-hidden in the crowd, sent a jolt through her. Her brow furrowed, a memory stirring at the edge of her consciousness.
“What is it?” Winston asked, his voice laced with concern. “What did you see?”
For a moment, the figure seemed to be Caleb. Her eyes narrowed in disbelief.
But the phantom Caleb vanished in a flicker of doubt. Reality returned with the crisp, polite inquiry of a well-dressed waiter.
“Hello, sir and madam, please allow me to check you in.” He held out his hand with a smile.
Winston, ever the pragmatist, reacted first, handing over their tickets with a practiced air.
With a swift scan of the confirmations, the waiter announced, “Your rooms are on the third floor, if you’ll please follow me.”
“Let’s go to check the rooms first.” Winston’s voice, firm as a ship’s anchor, tugged Hannah back to the present.
She murmured her acquiescence and trailed after him into the shimmering elevator, the world shrinking to the confines of its gleaming metal interior.
Stepping onto the ship was like entering a floating Xanadu, a glittering oceanside suburb for the affluent. This vessel, she mused, wasn’t merely a ship; it was a leviathan of luxury, a castle of chrome and glass navigating a sapphire kingdom.
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Their rooms, each a two-floored haven of plush cushions and opulent furnishings, unfolded before them.
Through the vast French windows, the sea danced, a tapestry of shimmering turquoise and emerald, casting the space in an ever-shifting ballet of light and shadow. It felt akin to inhabiting a submerged palace, one where the tide lapped at the very threshold of their dreams.
“The first five floors,” the waiter explained, his tone both deferential and informative, “are for our esteemed guests.
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The sixth floor houses the spa sanctuary, where tranquility reigns supreme. The seventh floor invites you to embrace the Zen spirit amidst the thermal springs. The eighth floor boasts a playground of aquatic delights, while the ninth floor has our other recreational facilities.
The tenth offers a curated emporium for those with discerning tastes for luxury goods.
The eleventh floor provides special services.
And the twelfth floor is where the banquets and expositions will be held.” The waiter finished off his practiced explanation.
He smiled at Hannah and added, “Coincidentally, when we arrive at the high sea tomorrow night, an exposition will be held there. You’re welcome to attend.”
She nodded. After rattling off a litany of instructions concerning life aboard the ship, the waiter bowed and left.
Winston, his face a stoic mask, emerged from his adjoining room like a storm cloud after the waiter’s cheery departure.
Hannah arched an eyebrow. “What’s wrong?” she asked.