Chapter 57 Pansy from Northmar

　　After being jolted awake by a violent impact, Elaine found herself grappling with the harsh sea breeze that seeped through her window like a low, mournful cry. 　　Wrapping her hands around her body, she lay curled up for a moment, feeling a tad disoriented, and wondered if she had caught a cold. 　　As she pondered her condition, a wave hit the ship, causing it to shake, and her stomach churned in response. 　　Struggling to hold back the urge to vomit, she clung to the edge of the bed. 　　When the shaking subsided, she wiped the dirt from the corners of her mouth and looked up at the ceiling, taking a moment to remember where she was. 　　Gone were the days of being a canary in Sherman's empty room, constantly looking over her shoulder, for she was now free, albeit in a somewhat precarious state. 　　As the bed rose and fell with the waves, Elaine lay flat on her back, feeling a sense of discomfort that she couldn't quite place. Was it seasickness, or pregnancy? Uncertainly, she decided to se