A Midnight Conversation

The Antoinette sailed peacefully among the seas of Paradise. Despite the craziness which transpired over the past few months, almost losing people who'd become crucial to his own life, Chateau find these nights to still remain as peaceful as when he was a child. He sat atop the deck in a meditative stance. Breathing peacefully alongside the push and pull of the waves. He thought back to the horrendous battle which took place recently. The sudden explosive boost in notoriety and the massive amount of renown he'd managed to accidentally amass.

But alongside this came a fear. A fear that he lacked the direction for this crew. They came along to help him find his teacher. But...watching Mori get snatched away before his very eyes. Rowing almost dying every ten minutes. Things would've only been worst if Catherine had come along...It started to weigh heavy in his heart. Only Meredia seemed capable enough to stand on her own. He needed a direction. Hell, he still dreamed of building his own grand property. How could he accomplish this without any money and a massive bounty?

Chateau sighed and laid his back against the wood of his beloved ship. Maybe the falling star above would bring alongside an answer.