Using her angelic strength, she launched herself off the side of the pool, turning into a torpedo as she rocketed towards the other side.

Damn. Ed shot his thread out, trying to hook onto the other end and pull himself along, but he was one step too late. Before his thread could even attach itself to the wall, Zara was already there celebrating.

Joining her on the other side, he let her enjoy her victory. He felt warm seeing her enjoy herself so much.

After playing around for a little while longer, the two got out of the pool and laid back down on the sun lounges.

This is nice. Relaxing, Ed and Zara watched as the ship made its way around the city. The two also secretly enjoyed the view of each other, water dripping off their bodies and their skin glistening under the sun’s rays.

One time, their eyes met while they were looking at each other. Ed sheepishly looked away, and Zara took the opportunity to cuddle up close to him, resting her hands on his abs.

Caught by surprise, he gladly hooked his arm around her and enjoyed her warmth. They stayed like that for a while, how long, he wasn’t sure, but he was starting to feel a little hungry. “What do you want to do now?” Ed asked.

“I don’t know. What time is it?” She asked.

Looking up at the sun, he roughly guessed that it was just about one o’clock. “It’s a good time to have lunch, are you hungry?”

“I could do with a bite to eat, why don’t we order in some room service?” She got off the chair, stretching her back and arms as she went back inside.

“You sure you don’t want to head out for lunch?” He asked while following her in.

“Nah, I may have gone a little overboard in our competition. I wanna just rest for a bit.” She said sheepishly, before changing the subject. “Now how do we order in?”

“I think I saw a screen around here somewhere... Oh, there it is. What do you want?” Walking over to the wall near the front door, Ed found a small screen that could be used for various things. Nice, I’ll look at that stuff later, but right now, food. Clicking on that option, a list appeared showing all of the restaurants on board the ship.

After a bit of discussion, they were caught between two options: a nice Italian restaurant, and an interesting little salad joint.

“What are you feeling?” Ed asked.

“Let’s save the Italian for dinner. A nice candle-lit dinner at a fancy restaurant atop a flying cruise ship. Doesn’t that sound great?” Zara whispered into his ear.

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Salad it is. Clicking on that option, they scrolled through the menu before settling on a sweet potato and feta salad. Sending the order through, Zara went to the bathroom to wash up and get changed into a complementary robe. After Ed did the same thing, there was a knock at the door.

“Room service.” The flight attendant from before called out from the other side of the door.

“Coming!” Ed called out while using a towel to dry his hair. Opening the door, he saw the attendant wheeling around a cart.

Letting her inside, she wheeled the cart over to the table, where Zara was already sitting. Placing the dishes on the table, she waited for Ed to sit down before theatrically lifting the cloches, revealing the fresh salads underneath.

“Enjoy your meal.” She said before leaving.

Ooh, this looks good. Grabbing his fork, Ed made sure to get himself an even mix of everything, whereas Zara went straight for the sweet potato, forgoing everything else.

What dressing are they using? It’s really nice. The sweet potatoes were roasted to perfection. Combined with the soft creaminess of the cheese and the hint of zest from the honey and lemon dressing, the meal was nice and refreshing, a perfect choice after all the fun they had in the pool.

Ed cleaned off his plate with surprising speed, not living a single speck of food, while Zara pushed her dish forward when there was still a little left on the plate.

After getting dressed, Zara was raring to go, eager to spend the rest of her night having fun and exploring. Zara quickly searched on the screen for fun activities before heading out the door.

Ed followed behind her as she ran across the ship to the mini golf course. Finding a course taped off with a sign saying, ‘VIP only’. Flashing their tickets, they stepped onto the course and picked up their golf clubs.

The first hole was nice and simple, just a straight line to the hole with a little bit of a bump in between.

Stepping up to go first, Ed calmly breathed in, adjusting himself, his eyes darting between the hole and the golf ball. With a nice clean swing, the ball crested smoothly over the bump and rolled into the hole. Getting the ball for Zara, he returned to the side to watch.

His eyes followed the ball as it soared majestically through the sky and hit one of the workers in the head.

Apologising profusely, Zara healed him up before awkwardly taking the ball and running back to the course. Taking her time, she swung gently, then watched as the ball rolled back to her feet.

“Take your time. Just breathe in and relax. You’ve got this.” Ed encouraged.

She got it over onto the other side on her third attempt, but still failed to get it into the hole until her fourth hit.

Moving onto the second hole, it went much the same way. Ed tapped the ball through the windmill, narrowly avoiding the rotating blades, and having the ball stop just short of the hole. Tapping it in gently, he handed it off to Zara.

Time after time, she hit the ball directly into the rotating blades, watching in growing frustration as the ball rolled back to her feet each time.

“Maybe we should try something else?” Ed asked.

“No! I’ve got this!” Frustrated, Zara swung, and the golf club slipped from her hands, impaling itself into the windmill. “Maybe we should.” Apologising to the staff again, she quickly ran off, embarrassed to be seen there again. Ed followed her to make sure she was okay.

Exploring the rest of the ship and playing games like foosball, volleyball, and basketball, Zara eventually calmed down and began to enjoy herself again.

Having a lovely and romantic dinner in a private room at the Italian restaurant, they made it back to their room in time to watch the sunset. Relaxing on the bed in each other’s arms, they watched as the sun painted the sky in glorious shades of orange and pink.