H-418: Charter Boat, off the Little Isle coast
Outside, stars are overhead and a brisk breeze is blowing as the boat’s powerful electric engines push it through the water. Dim, red footlights illuminate the deck for sure footing and a cast a red glow on Raina’s face from below as she stands by the railing.
She notes that Lia has followed her out, then turns to look across the water, awaiting her approach.
Lia will move to stand beside her and lean on the railing.
She doesn’t speak for a moment, absorbing the view.
“A girl could be spoiled by this view.”