Chapter 100. Anxious Hearts

KAMIL

April 8th, xxxy

Captain Sandcastle does not know whose bright idea it was to welcome them with a loud pop of champagne. This shocks them and nearly blinds his eye but they are welcomed back with a loud pop of champagne nonetheless.

And good cheer. Lots of good cheer that lasts longer than a minute. It is almost as if Precious—Alpha North—is the groom marrying into North Star Pack.

Their expressions—North Star and Constellation alike—mirrors each other's: lips split into a grin, faces flushed with happiness and eyes creasing at the corners of laughter. Their voices, a blend of each other's asking stupid questions.

"How was Miki? Is he as pretty as the pictures?"

"Of course. It's Miki," a Constellation obnoxiously answers. "He is divine."

"Divine. Really?"

"Yes. As beautiful as colours and as graceful as a swan."

"What the hell."

The Pack laugh but Kamil doesn't find it funny. Doesn't find any of it funny. Not the Pack