Julian was focused on rowing, pushing the boat forward through the dark night as the salty wind messed up his hair.

He needed a pair of new clothes for sure, he was soaked by the earlier storm. Legend owed him a good role for the next Caraval after going through this.

He suddenly turned his attention to you, noticing your stirring. He was already prepared for all the shouting and trying to escape since you had been knocked out before placed on the boat.

Your sister had been the one to order him to take you to Legend's private island, yet he would be the one to pay the price.

"Rise and shine, Crimson. Careful with all the moving, we're in the middle of nowhere." He said half amused by your reaction.