Chapter 394:
Daphne
[Host.]
What? I lean against the flagpole, the wood cool against my back. The stars are bright tonight. The sea is calm. The crew is quiet.
I was just opening their eyes to new possibilities.
Besides, nothing might happen. It's not like I have gay abilities. I can't just wave my hand and make two women fall in love.
Wait. I pause. Can I have—
[No.]
The System shuts it down immediately.
I yawn. Stretch. Lean my head back against the flagpole and close my eyes.
The ship rocks gently. The wood creaks. Somewhere below deck, someone is snoring.
And then—
I hear singing.
I open my eyes. Listen.
It's faint. Distant. A melody carried on the wind, soft and sad and beautiful.
I swear, I can hear singing sometimes. Late at night, when the sea is quiet and the crew is sleeping. A voice—female, low, aching. It makes me sad.
Are there sirens in these waters?
I mean, there are pirates and mermaids. It's not far-fetched that sirens could exist.
