The ship's interior was meticulously arranged, with the dining room, living spaces, and bedrooms all in perfect order. However, a silent tension lingered in the air.
Simon Whales remained in his quarters, keeping to himself like a shadow, an invisible presence in the vastness of the vessel. He had always been a man of few words, cold and withdrawn, content to observe rather than engage.
Meanwhile, the two children, initially unsettled by their unfamiliar surroundings, found solace in the toy room Eleanor had prepared for them.
Little Treasure's eyes lit up as he took in the colorful array of dolls and role-playing sets. "There are so many toys..." he murmured in awe. "They all look so beautiful!"
Big Treasure, though still in a sour mood, couldn't resist the allure of sleek racing cars and intricate Lego sets.