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Chapter 2: Mia

I spent the next three days packing.

When the day finally came, I wore a blue tunic. That was as close to a dress as I will go.

But, I wore some worn out brown boots and white leggings.

I sat on my bed, excited for the adventure that will come.

"MIA!" My father yelled. "TIME TO GO!"

I bolted out of my room and down the stairs. The carriage was here, and I couldn't wait to get on the ship.

My uncle was waiting there. He didn't fight with me as much, but he was obsessed with "good form."

He was criticizing someone about rum when we arrived.

He looked over in our direction.

"Liam!" He bowed to my father/his brother. "And hello to you to, Mia."

"Hello uncle."

"How much did your father pay you to get into that outfit?"

I smiled. "Something cool from the place we are going."

"That seems fair."

We walked to the boat. The Jolly Roger was large, and I even had my own cabin, though I would much rather stay above deck.

At sunset, my father called everyone to the deck.

"Release the Pegasus Sail!" He called.

The crew released a white sail with a jet black pegasus on it.

After a while, I noticed we weren't on the water.

I looked over the edge of the boat. We were flying.

"Captain! Where do we go?" My uncle asked.

"See the north star?"

He nodded.

"Go to the second star to the right, and we sail straight on 'till morning!"

We turned. We were really flying.

I looked down below us. The water looked black, but the stars and moon made it sparkle.

"MIA!" My father yelled. "Get below deck! It is time for dinner, and you could fall off the boat!"

I groaned.

"Why were you hanging over the side of the boat?"

I sighed. "I just wanted to see the ocean. I am still trying to wrap my mind around the flying ship."

"Still," My uncle said. "You need to stay safe."

I nodded. My uncle was my favorite family member.

My father threw down his spoon in anger. "I still can't believe the King let you come. He didn't even negotiate! He just said 'you can go."

"He didn't negotiate because he knew I would ramble on for five hours, giving my honest opinions and reasons why I need to go!"

I got up. "I'm going to bed."