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sailboat shenanigans
13 September 1891 — At Sea

They'd set sail on September 1st, after assuring Herbert Fudge that they'd be back in time for the end of the season in a few weeks. Zelda wouldn't have wanted to take so much time away from her job, anyway, and it didn't take so long to sail along the coast of Europe and back up. Alfred had been a little nervous about coming around the coast of France and towards Portugal, because of what had happened to the Voyager the last time, but ultimately they weren't going into any waters that might have been dangerous. The little sailboat clung to the shoreline as they traveled, always keeping it within sight. By now they had turned around and were headed north again, with their little vessel laden down with various souvenirs from places they'd stopped.

The sun was starting to set, though they still had plenty of good daylight left. Even so, Alfred was feeling fatigued. He'd woken up in the middle of the night yesterday to move their anchor after the waves had picked up in the spot that they'd chosen, and now he was feeling the lack of sleep. He moved to where Zelda was at the back of the boat — she had been steering for the last twenty minutes — and rubbed his hand lightly over her knee.

"I think I need a nap," he announced, punctuating this statement with a yawn. "Can you handle her by yourself, or should we anchor?"
@Zelda Darrow @Cassius Lestrange

MJ made the most Alfredy of sets<3
When they were on the Wanderer — or, Zelda supposed, generally on their honeymoon — it felt like they were the only people in the world. As this was exactly what she'd wanted for a very long time, now, Zelda was definitely enjoying things — even if one ignored that they had actually gotten to travel, and see the world.

And whether she could sail the Wanderer by herself &mdas; hm.

Zelda rolled her shoulders back, as if setting herself in motion would take her any closer to an answer. "I think I can handle her," she said, looking up at Alfred with a crooked grin. "Well, probably." She'd observed, and done enough sailing on their trip, that she was fairly confident she could avoid sinking the ship for the duration of a nap — but this would be a hell of a way to find out otherwise.

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"I think you can, too," Alfred said, tone indulgent. He wouldn't have suggested it if he'd had any serious doubts, and she'd been doing well with the Wanderer so far on their trip. Besides, the weather was fair enough and the route ahead was clear; he wasn't putting her into any difficult situations, at least that he knew of. "But if you change your mind, just wake me up and I'll help you anchor her. Or —" Alfred grinned mischievously and leaned over to kiss her neck. "If you decide you want to join me."

He was still a little in awe of the fact that he could just do this now, and he felt a little thrill of adrenaline when he kissed her, as though they were breaking a rule. They weren't — this was sort of the entire point of honeymoons — but they'd spent so long sneaking around and trying to avoid being caught by her family that it still hadn't really sunk in that now that they were married, no one would care what they got up to on their own.

MJ made the most Alfredy of sets<3

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