[@HereComesTheSnow][@Crimmy][@Write][@Plank Sinatra]

[center][h2][color=0072bc]Beryl Harken[/color][/h2][/center]

There was no way that Beryl would try and convince somebody to give her their new gift. That would just be rude and the Father had raised her better than that. But still...it was a cruise. A luxury vacation. On a ship. In the middle of the ocean.

It took several seconds before she could blink the stars from her eyes and look away. Only to glance back at the tickets for half a second before glancing away again.

And again.

And again.

...

[sub][color=0072bc]I want to go...[/color][/sub]