Zoro was skeptical about this newest venture. Do they really need money so badly that they need to resort to doing these mindlessly boring escort missions? He had said as much to Nami, but wouldn't repeat the mistake again. His headache had still not completely faded.

He scowled as he watched the servants unloading the gilded carriage. There seemed to be a never ending amount of chests, boxes, and packages, enough that he was starting to wonder how the princess had even fit inside the carriage fro her journey from the palace to the docks.

She managed it, somehow. He had seen her stepping carefully out of the carriage almost as soon as it had stopped.

"What are you looking so grumpy for?" Nami asked, leaning against the railing next to him.

"Not looking forward to being stuck for weeks with another spoiled, bratty princess. Are you we have to do this again?"

Nami sighed, thowing him a glare, "you know we get paid more for escorting royality than any of our other jobs.