The smell of salt water and open air was a welcome to Beatrix. She currently sat on the main deck, the cool flooring of the wooden deck pressing against her slight form through the thin fabric of her [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/14/9f/b4/149fb42de0b84ed0c5e894fe1353148d.jpg]dress[/url]. In moderately good condition considering the circumstances with nothing more than a small tear near the bodice where a piece of flying glass had torn it. But, she wasn’t focused on that at the moment.

From the moment she stepped on the ship, she immediately isolated yet not isolate herself. Sitting near the front of the ship where she could keep an eye on everyone. She was currently reading, doing her best to not look at the burning remains of the kingdom. It would only send her spiraling and she could not have that in such an unfamiliar environment.

Yet, the sounds of talking caused her to glance up from her book on poetry, eyes catching on the princess and prince being approached by a young man she was unfamiliar with. She looked back down in disinterest.