THE PRIEST OF SANTA MARIA

  { PT.  9 } - We covered our tracks well. So you think I'm just being paranoid? After what we've all been through, I wouldn't rule it out, but even on a large ship you will see the same people in the communal areas. You're right. I'm reading too much into this. Well, there's nothing anyone can do tonight. When the Captain returns,you should mention it to him. At the very least, he will warn him off in the meantime, let's keep our cabins locked. Yes, I'll do that. Look, thanks again, for everything. The dress was beautiful. I will give it to you in the morning. You wore it well, replied Frya. You look stunning, and the ceremony was magical. They gave each other a hug  and Angelica made her way next door to find that the smell in her cabin did not fare better. Christiano's head was buried in the porthole. Is that helping? He turned to her, his face pallid and his eyes drooping and moist. You've been sick, haven't you? In the sink. I cleaned it...