C221 It's a Waste Not to Drink

The ship had three floors, one and two for the guests, and the top floor, the third, for the engagement party.

She was not on the top deck, but on the deck where she was.

The sea breeze blew against her face, bringing with it the moisture of the sea, making her feel very comfortable.

Her skirt and hair were dancing in the wind.

Feeling the sound of footsteps approaching behind her