nobility .

Word had it that an incredibly wealthy family lived on these islands, and Skye was determined to find them.  When wealth was involved, he would not bother to leave a note, knowing that he had to take these jobs more seriously.

Once night had finally fallen, the man made his way to the large house and climbed through a window that had carelessly been left open.  “Well isn’t this my lucky day… ♪“ It did not even look like anyone was home.

Though it seemed like he was wrong.  As Skye made his way into the kitchen, he noticed a figure standing there.  A figure that noticed him before he got a chance to sneak away.

Once at Verdure Island, Clorica continued to look around, any thoughts of sleep pushed far away from her mind.  She had not felt this awake in quite some time, and she took in the moment, as well as her surroundings.  

  Will squeezed her smaller hand back, not even realizing that the two had still been linked. Perhaps the other villagers would misinterpret them, but he didn’t even notice. Upon entering the shop, he offered Chen a wave of his free hand, and led Clorica towards the aisles.

“I’ll make sure of that next time” She assured him with a simple smile.

At the mention of her partner’s name, Chelsea’s face lit up, her smile easing into a wide grin. “Oh, it’s been wonderful! We work amazingly together since we get along really well.” She paused for a second before continuing “I think our friendship is really important in what we do. If we had started on the wrong foot our farm wouldn’t be what it is today, surely.” 

“Oh no, please don’t~ since there’s two of us on the farm neither of us really work that hard.” She detached a hand from the reign to wave it at him dismissively.

  Ahh... Well, Will had many feelings towards his work. “I prefer working with Uncle, if I may be frank. He is a lot more lax compared to my father. But, aside from the work that Uncle is giving me, father continues to send more work my way,” He let out a sigh, and gave Chelsea a weak smile. “It is what is it. A life as an heir is rather busy. But,” Will did not want to simply complain to her, that wasn’t gentlemanly at all! “I am glad to be here at the Islands. The area, the people, it’s so rejuvenating. It gives me energy to keep going.” He cast her another glance, his smile a lot more bright, “Thank you for accompanying me today, Chelsea.”

Her previously worried looking face now grinning back at the other, Tina wanted to show her gratitude since he pretty much just saved her from losing good content. “Hmm, how about I treat you to something later? Since you practically just saved my article from getting lost. I’ll only take a moment just got to get these notes to someone and I’ll be right back!” Giving the suggestion hastily, Tina ran off again to the house just on the corner of the road from where they stood. 

Clorica looked around her in wonder, completely oblivious to the fact that the man continued to hold onto her hand.  She was too interested in the sighs, staring up at the top of the lighthouse with widened eyes.

“It’s so tall… and it really is beautiful,” she said as she continued to look at the structure, only finally turning to look at Will once he spoke again.  “Selphia is nice, but a change like this is always welcomed ♪.” 

The butler then followed Will’s distance gaze, taking in the sights of the ocean and all the scenery around her.  It had never occurred to her just how vast the islands were, and she was excited for the opportunity to see them all.  “Verdure Island sounds just fine to me!  I’d love to see what types of shops are around here ♥.”

  Boy, she could say that again. Will lived to travel. He had been doing just that, until he came across the Islands. If not for this beautiful area, he would have been on that continuous voyage. “That is very true. I remember Selphia being very beautiful. I promise and cross my heart I will come visit you there another day, alright?” 

  As soon as she gave her okay, and when Will figured they had taken in much of the island already, he lead her back to the boat and asked Kirk to lead them Verdure Island. Upon arrival to the Island, he continued to lightly pull her along, pointing out landmarks as they passed. “Most of the population likes to gather themselves here. Which is understandable, considering how most shops and restaurants are here.” 

Chelsea is a very family-oriented person, so moving out at such a young age was an extremely hard decision for her to make. She doubted her choice many times during her first few weeks on the islands, her thoughts keeping her up for many sleepless nights until she finally got the hang of everything and began to see the fruits of her labor.

   As Chelsea and Thunder took lead, Will light pried Arthur to follow their suite. “Hmm... I hope you have bundled accordingly. I would hate to see you further distressed.” 

    With a quiet moment of silence, the sound of hooves clacking against the path, Will mused at what to ask next; “Has the farm been well? Mark cooperating with you well?” Well... It has been a long time since they last spoke, so talking about the farm was a safe bet. “You and he get along rather well, it’s almost as if you were long lost siblings... Rather.. admirable...” He inquired, probably mostly to himself.  

Once they were seated, Clorica continued listening to him speak, though the lull of of waves caused her to eyes to grow heavy with sleep.  Seconds later, however, and Will’s voice rang once again, resulting in the woman’s eyes shooting open.  “O-Oh… my apologies, Will,” she said with an evident blush growing on her cheeks from embarrassment.

   Will cast her a brief glance, her words sparking a soft glow within him. He was so glad to hear that she was already enjoying the sights! “Every place has their own unique charms and has their different characteristics that make them all so beautiful. The Islands definitely have their wide diversity and the vast water that separates them.” 

Her smile only grew as he asked the question. “My inspiration comes from many things! The plants around me, the places I go, the people I meet -” she broke of suddenly, looking him up and down. “I see you, and I get the idea for a more formal shirt, one that’s sky blue, maybe with a darker blue pattern on it -” she broke off again, laughing. “Sorry, I rambled a bit there.”

    Glad to know that the topic quickly passed and that her bright tone filled the room once more, Will shrugged off the gloomy mood and turned back to the matter at hand. Before he could even react, she had pushed away from him and rambled about her view of him.

    She...certainly was a different kind of individual. Her imagination continuously ran wild. It was admirable, and Will couldn’t help but smile at her antics. “Oh no, please don’t apologize. You are definitely right, though. I do enjoy some hues of blue when I dress formally.”

She stopped herself when he continued to speak. “Tr-treat me?” Oh if she weren’t already flustered, she was now and boy was it bad. No guy should be allowed to look as handsome as him and be a mega gentleman! “Oh gosh, where are my manners?” She takes one hand, pressing it gently against her chest.

A moment later and the woman was tugged by the hand once more, following Will closely as he brought her to the boat.  “O-Oh another boat then?”  Clorica grabbed onto his other hand as she made her way into the wobbly boat, grateful the support.  “I do not mind the ride, no.  I was just not aware that you had to use one of these to get around this town!”

   He guided her to sit on the small seat provided, as he settled for the edge of the boat. It was sturdy enough to sustain the weight. But, Will didn’t let go of her hand-- and was using it to somehow support himself. “Mm. I think that’s what make the Islands so unique. They are not long distances, so they don’t seem tedious...” He trailed, eyeing that her demeanour was changing.

Vaughn didn’t take long to finish his own food, and like that, it was back to… talking. "… Got this job, uh. About five years ago." 1825 days of this. … That was a little startling. "But I dunno what you’d count as working with ‘em. Been around ‘em as much as possible for most of my life.” He glanced at the other, then away again, breathed out a sigh, and got to his feet, indicating his readiness to leave. He’d just let Will lead the way, assuming the guy was set to go - though even if he wasn’t, it’d probably be weird to try to do much more with the silveret standing there.

Upon his request, Chelsea’s brows shot up inquisitively, a hand mindlessly wrapping around her forearm. "My arm?" She blinked a couple of times, oblivious to what he could possibly want with it until she caught sight of the heating pad in his hand. The corners of her lips curved into a warm smile as she let go of her arm, her shoulders giving a small shrug.

"It’s not that big of a deal, really." She mumbled with an awkward chuckle, embarrassed that he’d caught the small movement. Not wanting to burden him with the idea that she might be riding with him purely out of politeness, which wasn’t the case at all, she gratefully accepted the pack, placing it gently on the wounded area. A small sigh escaped her lips once the heat made contact with her skin though the layers of fabric. "It feels a lot better already!" she exclaimed rather enthusiastically, a bright grin settling on her cheeks. "Thank you very much~"