Sendara didn't like the warlock approaching, a snort emitting from her nostrils, yet she calmed when Calico was the one to apply the pixie dust. She eyed the stuff quizzically and suspiciously as it mended her wounds wondering where it came from and how the warlock had it in supply.
Once she was mended she rose, stretching, though keeping a close eye on the red dragon seed not about to let it out of sight. Feeling the ship rocking, changing course, she lifted her head and eyed her rider. Where does the ship go now?" she asked within his mind softly, feeling a sense of foreboding.
With her mind split between Ryiah's and her own, she had no recollection of others within her family, nor of the duty compelling the princess to finish her quest. Now, through the growing bond between her rider and herself, Sendara could tell there was an underlying current of tension between others on board, and the pirates, as well as danger that lay ahead. She growled softly beneath her breath and curled a bit around Calico again.
Once she was mended she rose, stretching, though keeping a close eye on the red dragon seed not about to let it out of sight. Feeling the ship rocking, changing course, she lifted her head and eyed her rider. Where does the ship go now?" she asked within his mind softly, feeling a sense of foreboding.
With her mind split between Ryiah's and her own, she had no recollection of others within her family, nor of the duty compelling the princess to finish her quest. Now, through the growing bond between her rider and herself, Sendara could tell there was an underlying current of tension between others on board, and the pirates, as well as danger that lay ahead. She growled softly beneath her breath and curled a bit around Calico again.
Taff let the pair remain close together before gazing at the dragon
"Thank you... Sendara.... you helped very much" assured Taff soft and gently holding a thick elegant hooded cloak to conceal the princess and escort her to her rooms, the storm seed resting on deck.
"Would you accompany me to your quarters, your highness?" asked Calico politely and by the book, strictly following protocol to gently guide Ryiah back to the high position she had been born with in the first place.
"Thank you... Sendara.... you helped very much" assured Taff soft and gently holding a thick elegant hooded cloak to conceal the princess and escort her to her rooms, the storm seed resting on deck.
"Would you accompany me to your quarters, your highness?" asked Calico politely and by the book, strictly following protocol to gently guide Ryiah back to the high position she had been born with in the first place.
Ryiah awoke as herself once again, a hooded cloak about her body. She was beginning to get used to the disorientation she felt as she regained her human body, the achiness which shot through her, and the confusion with where her memories of the last few hours had gone. Something had changed, she could tell as she quietly followed Calico back toward her quarters, her gaze going to Morgan and the men as they turned the boat about. Had they collected the last seed abroad then? An unidentified emotion slid through her at the thought and she almost reached out to Calico, her inaticts still bonded to him, but checked herself as he addressed her as princess, as if in reminder.
Pressing her lips together she entered the room, holding the cloak shut at the front as she sat gracefully down, chin lifted as she considered the pirate captain before her. As the door closed she felt a moment of panic. Was her freedom upon the sea ending? Would she forever have to sacrifice for her empire, love and life? The call of the sea had a firm hold by now, and she felt loathe to leave it.
"What is it?" She finally asked, trying to keep her gaze neutral, her back straight, though wondering what Calico had on his mind.
Pressing her lips together she entered the room, holding the cloak shut at the front as she sat gracefully down, chin lifted as she considered the pirate captain before her. As the door closed she felt a moment of panic. Was her freedom upon the sea ending? Would she forever have to sacrifice for her empire, love and life? The call of the sea had a firm hold by now, and she felt loathe to leave it.
"What is it?" She finally asked, trying to keep her gaze neutral, her back straight, though wondering what Calico had on his mind.
Taff came into her quarters helping select a proper elegant dress and assist the princess in getting ready
"Captain demands your presence to dine with him at his quarters" explained Taff briefly "If you care to follow, I shall escort you and lead the way" offered Taff, no different to the very first supper Ryiah had when she first came onboard
Calico was standing over to his desk where the map was and sighed seeing the map no longer had a solid destination marked out, rather the storm seed was on the move, on the ship itself, as was expected.
"Captain demands your presence to dine with him at his quarters" explained Taff briefly "If you care to follow, I shall escort you and lead the way" offered Taff, no different to the very first supper Ryiah had when she first came onboard
Calico was standing over to his desk where the map was and sighed seeing the map no longer had a solid destination marked out, rather the storm seed was on the move, on the ship itself, as was expected.
Ryiah wordlessly let Taff help her select the dress, dipping her head when he said Calico expected her.
As Taff turned his back she slipped into the more formal dress, unsure what was going on, her orange amber eyes confused and a bit worried. She kept her chin up though, keeping her nerves hidden. Once Taff helped her lace and button up the dress, which fit her body well despite it being her mother's, she took a breath, slipping on a soft pair of shoes, and brushing her hair. If she was going, she may as well do it right.
Finally, if Taff deemed her ready enough for the occasion, she would walk with the warlock to the captain's quarters.
As Taff turned his back she slipped into the more formal dress, unsure what was going on, her orange amber eyes confused and a bit worried. She kept her chin up though, keeping her nerves hidden. Once Taff helped her lace and button up the dress, which fit her body well despite it being her mother's, she took a breath, slipping on a soft pair of shoes, and brushing her hair. If she was going, she may as well do it right.
Finally, if Taff deemed her ready enough for the occasion, she would walk with the warlock to the captain's quarters.
Taff smiled and bowed before the princess, lowering his chest forward and rising up, calmly walking to Calico's quarters.
He opened the door and announced her entrance.
"The crown princess Ryiah Bet'Luna..." announced Taff keeping to protocol and holding the door open for her with a warm smile on his face
"Ahhh your highness do come in" greeted Calico lowering a knee to the ground to salute her formally "I am pleased to inform you that I have been... persuaded... to return you to Capital City. Sir Henry Morgan has given me assurances to ensure your protection and good graces towards lord Pentre, the regent king." explained Calico calmly
"I have insisted on your innocence from any wrongdoing and the lord commander accepts such" smiled Calico "We must thus celebrate the return of our princess" toasted Calico raising a goblet
"Please do take a seat, your highness, we shall have fine music and supper..." invited Calico offering the best he had onboard in terms of food and wine.
He opened the door and announced her entrance.
"The crown princess Ryiah Bet'Luna..." announced Taff keeping to protocol and holding the door open for her with a warm smile on his face
"Ahhh your highness do come in" greeted Calico lowering a knee to the ground to salute her formally "I am pleased to inform you that I have been... persuaded... to return you to Capital City. Sir Henry Morgan has given me assurances to ensure your protection and good graces towards lord Pentre, the regent king." explained Calico calmly
"I have insisted on your innocence from any wrongdoing and the lord commander accepts such" smiled Calico "We must thus celebrate the return of our princess" toasted Calico raising a goblet
"Please do take a seat, your highness, we shall have fine music and supper..." invited Calico offering the best he had onboard in terms of food and wine.
Ryiah paused as her gaze swept the fine table settings, Calico's attire, and listened to his explanation. She didn't know how to respond, her feelings tightly wound and she felt as if a noose were closing around her throat, keeping words from escaping. So, she just nodded, dipping into an elegant curtsy, her head bowing as well before rising up and taking the seat offered.
Trying to remember the meaning and purpose in her return to the empire, her hues glittered a bit as she finally turned her gaze to the pirate captain. The bond between them implored her to fight to stay by his side, yet she remembered his impassive words before. He returned only to die, he wasn't looking for a way out, and never had he indicated a bond other than that of the dragon. Her jaw worked a bit, as she tried to find words. "Thank you for the fine meal, sir." She finally said, voice soft and resigned, betraying none of her inner turmoil. She could be diplomatic when she needed to. Her chin lifted and she offered a polite smile, "it was thoughtful indeed." She could play his game as well.
She offered thanks to Taff as well as they were served, goblets filled, and she took a sip of the fine wine, savoring its flavor. If music were indeed offered she would sit quietly listening, though much of it would fall upon deaf ears, her thoughts on the future.
Trying to remember the meaning and purpose in her return to the empire, her hues glittered a bit as she finally turned her gaze to the pirate captain. The bond between them implored her to fight to stay by his side, yet she remembered his impassive words before. He returned only to die, he wasn't looking for a way out, and never had he indicated a bond other than that of the dragon. Her jaw worked a bit, as she tried to find words. "Thank you for the fine meal, sir." She finally said, voice soft and resigned, betraying none of her inner turmoil. She could be diplomatic when she needed to. Her chin lifted and she offered a polite smile, "it was thoughtful indeed." She could play his game as well.
She offered thanks to Taff as well as they were served, goblets filled, and she took a sip of the fine wine, savoring its flavor. If music were indeed offered she would sit quietly listening, though much of it would fall upon deaf ears, her thoughts on the future.
Calico smiled and sipped his wine
"If I may say so, you are as beautiful and breathtaking now as when I first laid eyes upon you..." assured Calico watching Taff go over to the map.
"I will take that back now that you know where the last one is..." offered Taff briefly
"No, no, leave it a little longer, you can have it when we dock at the port." granted Calico watching Taff leave the room to let them eat and talk in peace.
"If I may say so, you are as beautiful and breathtaking now as when I first laid eyes upon you..." assured Calico watching Taff go over to the map.
"I will take that back now that you know where the last one is..." offered Taff briefly
"No, no, leave it a little longer, you can have it when we dock at the port." granted Calico watching Taff leave the room to let them eat and talk in peace.
Ryiah couldn't help the soft blush that rose to color her cheeks at Calico's compliment and she dipped her head, glancing down to recover her composure. "Thank you." She saod softly, taking another sip of wine and feeling suddenly awkward. Why did this feel so different than their other conversations? She couldn't think of a single thing to say that wasn't trying to talk him out of returning.
Her gaze fell to the map on the table, and she studied it quietly for a time, eating her food slowly. It seemed it would take several days to return. Nerves at the thought of her return settled in her belly. Would the people accept her, or would they still think her a traitor?
"I don't think I can do it." She finally whispered. "Lead a whole empire.."
Her gaze fell to the map on the table, and she studied it quietly for a time, eating her food slowly. It seemed it would take several days to return. Nerves at the thought of her return settled in her belly. Would the people accept her, or would they still think her a traitor?
"I don't think I can do it." She finally whispered. "Lead a whole empire.."
Calico gazed at the map, the dot moving in a pulse at the same pace and speed and direction of the ship.
"Well at least this last one doesn't require us to go and find... it is already here" smiled Calico raising his goblet
"I am sure your highness will do a fine job, it is what you were born to do, what you were raised to do after all. My ships will remain at sea, protecting the ports from brigands as we have been doing all along... albeit the odd raid for provisions here and there" smiled Calico briefly
"Well at least this last one doesn't require us to go and find... it is already here" smiled Calico raising his goblet
"I am sure your highness will do a fine job, it is what you were born to do, what you were raised to do after all. My ships will remain at sea, protecting the ports from brigands as we have been doing all along... albeit the odd raid for provisions here and there" smiled Calico briefly
Ryiah blinked. Had she known that? Confusion settled over her face as she looked at Calico. "What do you mean, it's already here? Where?" She rose from her chair slowly and bent over the map, staring more closely at the dot.
The signal was indeed moving in the same place as the ship, the map obviously enchanted to show their location. She traced it... her finger slowly brushing the paper of the map, then sighed and retook her seat, sipping her wine once more, a much longer sip.
The signal was indeed moving in the same place as the ship, the map obviously enchanted to show their location. She traced it... her finger slowly brushing the paper of the map, then sighed and retook her seat, sipping her wine once more, a much longer sip.
Calico raised his hand over his chest, patting right over his heart.
"Right in there..." explained Calico calmly not at all frightened about it. "It is ready for its task too" assured Calico "This is where Morgan will be ever so helpful and needed to your cause and the kingdom as a whole" commented Calico
His eyes gazed at the sea, the calmness of the still waters, the shining full glowing over the waters.
It was indeed as though Taff prepared the perfect final meal and night together.
He was suited to a proper lordly standard, she on the other hand wore a very elegant dress, they had oysters for starters and a full four course meal including strawberry and chocolate dessert even with a touch of relaxing merfolk music and fireflies flying discreetly across the room discreetly to compliment the candlelit meal and enhance the romance up in the air.
"Right in there..." explained Calico calmly not at all frightened about it. "It is ready for its task too" assured Calico "This is where Morgan will be ever so helpful and needed to your cause and the kingdom as a whole" commented Calico
His eyes gazed at the sea, the calmness of the still waters, the shining full glowing over the waters.
It was indeed as though Taff prepared the perfect final meal and night together.
He was suited to a proper lordly standard, she on the other hand wore a very elegant dress, they had oysters for starters and a full four course meal including strawberry and chocolate dessert even with a touch of relaxing merfolk music and fireflies flying discreetly across the room discreetly to compliment the candlelit meal and enhance the romance up in the air.
Despite Calico's calming tone and the ambiance provided by the warlock, Ryiah's face hardened, a frown tilting her lips downward. She shook her head almost imperceptibly, a glistening in her eyes. It couldn't be like this....
Her mind finally, irrefutably came to a decision. Standing up Ryiah moved to stand before Calico. "I will not begin my rule with bloodshed, no matter how willing the sacrifice." Her voice was sad, but steel laced it, as she meant every word. "Should I ever take the throne, it will not be to follow in my father's footsteps." She dipped down low in another cursty before the man, her gaze upon him.
"I thank you for the voyage, sir. I thank you for protecting my honor, and for sailing my ship. It is no longer my Nonesuch . She is yours. Part of your reward and mine to rightfully give no matter my status. I also thank you for the wonderful dinner, the music, the wine..." her voice choked a bit and she turned away. She moved toward the door, apparently not intending to sit back down.
Before she left, she stopped again, turning to once more face the captain. "Your fate is your own, your choices your own as well. I cannot stop you, nor sway you. But know that it is not for me you do this. I don't wish it, and I will not take the throne in the wake of your death. Someone else will have to claim it."
Her amber hues deepened, fire burning within. "Once we reach the empire, if they do not arrest me upon sight, I will find another ship to sail away on...." her voice fell to almost nothing. "And I won't be back."
She would miss her home, but regret her decision she would not. With another curtsy she turned to leave, preparing to return to her own quarters.
Her mind finally, irrefutably came to a decision. Standing up Ryiah moved to stand before Calico. "I will not begin my rule with bloodshed, no matter how willing the sacrifice." Her voice was sad, but steel laced it, as she meant every word. "Should I ever take the throne, it will not be to follow in my father's footsteps." She dipped down low in another cursty before the man, her gaze upon him.
"I thank you for the voyage, sir. I thank you for protecting my honor, and for sailing my ship. It is no longer my Nonesuch . She is yours. Part of your reward and mine to rightfully give no matter my status. I also thank you for the wonderful dinner, the music, the wine..." her voice choked a bit and she turned away. She moved toward the door, apparently not intending to sit back down.
Before she left, she stopped again, turning to once more face the captain. "Your fate is your own, your choices your own as well. I cannot stop you, nor sway you. But know that it is not for me you do this. I don't wish it, and I will not take the throne in the wake of your death. Someone else will have to claim it."
Her amber hues deepened, fire burning within. "Once we reach the empire, if they do not arrest me upon sight, I will find another ship to sail away on...." her voice fell to almost nothing. "And I won't be back."
She would miss her home, but regret her decision she would not. With another curtsy she turned to leave, preparing to return to her own quarters.
"And you would let innocents be slaughtered? Fathers, mothers, sons and daughters?" Quizzed Calico raising an eyebrow.
"I am sworn to the empire's greater good... Pentre knows what I carry inside which explains all the royal warrants. I can only perish once it would be good to know it wasn't for nothing.... your father must return at all costs before Pentre start the extermination of the poor... without you... there no one can or will stop him, sorcerers only die by dragon's fire naught else" muttered Calico gazing at the sea
"Better one pirate dies than hundreds upon thousands... Morgan is well trained ... he will be quick" muttered Calico
"I am sworn to the empire's greater good... Pentre knows what I carry inside which explains all the royal warrants. I can only perish once it would be good to know it wasn't for nothing.... your father must return at all costs before Pentre start the extermination of the poor... without you... there no one can or will stop him, sorcerers only die by dragon's fire naught else" muttered Calico gazing at the sea
"Better one pirate dies than hundreds upon thousands... Morgan is well trained ... he will be quick" muttered Calico
Ryiah was halted by Calico's words before she could leave, and she turned to face him, anguish plain on her face. "No, I don't want others to die. I don't want anyone to die. You are as important to me as any other... more so if I am honest with myself." She had to stop speaking for a moment to try and regain her composure. If Calico weren't so blasted calm about it all maybe it would be easier. No.. it wouldn't. Not really.
Taking a breath Ryiah continued. "Have Taff change me into a dragon, and we will fight Pentre and his men. We can regain the throne that way. Spill blood that is not innocent and protect what is, together. I am not afraid to fight. But I will not claim the throne through sacrifice that can be prevented."
She wouldn't be talked out of it. She would stay, help fight for her people, she wouldn't run away - Calico was right about that, she could at least try to save some of her people. And they were her people, whether she held the throne or not. But she wouldn't accept the sacrifice. Not willingly.
Taking a breath Ryiah continued. "Have Taff change me into a dragon, and we will fight Pentre and his men. We can regain the throne that way. Spill blood that is not innocent and protect what is, together. I am not afraid to fight. But I will not claim the throne through sacrifice that can be prevented."
She wouldn't be talked out of it. She would stay, help fight for her people, she wouldn't run away - Calico was right about that, she could at least try to save some of her people. And they were her people, whether she held the throne or not. But she wouldn't accept the sacrifice. Not willingly.
Calico smiled at her broadly "I thought your highness was about to jump ship and sail away... never to return?" quizzed Calico teasingly in an inquisitive eyebrow "... and you do know in the world of pirates you would be heading to, compassion could get you killed?..." asked Calico motioning for her to sit down
"If you have indeed changed your mind, by all means, princess, do take a seat and talk about it... I am all ears" grinned Calico
"How exactly do you plan to enter the gilded cage where Pentre is hiding in safety? Do you not know the royal palace walls and grounds are enchanted to prevent dragons taking up true form at all? Taff cannot possibly turn you a dragon whilst the curse upon your people lasts. You need the ten storm seeds to lift such curse and void the palace's protection too.
See... the great palace you have been living at all along... was enchanted by Taff himself alongside Pentre... in return for sparing the dragonoids lives, including your own..." muttered Calico seeing she clearly was rather clueless
"It is not a case of preference, your highness, it is a case of duty to the kingdom and its people that some losses shall take place for terrible ones to be prevented and I knew this and I accepted it. Pentre must end and together we can and we will make it happen." encouraged Calico in a supportive voice
"No one can enter the royal palace of course, more so whilst they are on guard, but... I was thinking to convince Morgan to arrest the both of us and take us directly to lord Pentre's presence for judgment.
I shall plead guilty of course, then... let us act quickly, let us make it all happen with the least bloodshed... Morgan is very well trained with the sword, it will be quickly done, painless even. At the time, I shall have Taff bring in the storm seeds, he is a manservant, nobody questions them carrying parcels around the palace, whilst Morgan delivers us straight to our foe's presence to put an end to this and to him once and for all.
For me... I think Sendara would kill Pentre in her mighty wrath and the dragon's fire. It will bring about your father's return, it will bring about Pentre's demise and the dragonoids shall be freed and the common peasants and the poor shall be spared, much good will come out of it all..." explained Calico
"If you wish to sail the seas after... my crew is all yours to command..." smiled Calico "I couldn't have chosen a better captain" grinned Calico looking back at Morgan who was making his men row on the double to get back all the sooner
"If you have indeed changed your mind, by all means, princess, do take a seat and talk about it... I am all ears" grinned Calico
"How exactly do you plan to enter the gilded cage where Pentre is hiding in safety? Do you not know the royal palace walls and grounds are enchanted to prevent dragons taking up true form at all? Taff cannot possibly turn you a dragon whilst the curse upon your people lasts. You need the ten storm seeds to lift such curse and void the palace's protection too.
See... the great palace you have been living at all along... was enchanted by Taff himself alongside Pentre... in return for sparing the dragonoids lives, including your own..." muttered Calico seeing she clearly was rather clueless
"It is not a case of preference, your highness, it is a case of duty to the kingdom and its people that some losses shall take place for terrible ones to be prevented and I knew this and I accepted it. Pentre must end and together we can and we will make it happen." encouraged Calico in a supportive voice
"No one can enter the royal palace of course, more so whilst they are on guard, but... I was thinking to convince Morgan to arrest the both of us and take us directly to lord Pentre's presence for judgment.
I shall plead guilty of course, then... let us act quickly, let us make it all happen with the least bloodshed... Morgan is very well trained with the sword, it will be quickly done, painless even. At the time, I shall have Taff bring in the storm seeds, he is a manservant, nobody questions them carrying parcels around the palace, whilst Morgan delivers us straight to our foe's presence to put an end to this and to him once and for all.
For me... I think Sendara would kill Pentre in her mighty wrath and the dragon's fire. It will bring about your father's return, it will bring about Pentre's demise and the dragonoids shall be freed and the common peasants and the poor shall be spared, much good will come out of it all..." explained Calico
"If you wish to sail the seas after... my crew is all yours to command..." smiled Calico "I couldn't have chosen a better captain" grinned Calico looking back at Morgan who was making his men row on the double to get back all the sooner
Ryiah, exasperated with Calico's smiles and cajoling, crossed her arms over her chest and stared at the man. "I have not changed my mind. Rather I will not run away entirely. If you force me to do so by insisting on dying, very well." She took a breath. "If Taff cannot change me into a dragon at the palace, have him do it now, and I will spend the remainder of the voyage as Sendara. Then I will kill Pentre when we arrive. If it takes time, I will still do it. Pentre does not stay within the castle all the time, and when he comes out, I will be ready."
Rather than taking a seat, Ryiah began to pace a bit, her gaze going to the floor, her back still straight and her movements elegant.
Rather than taking a seat, Ryiah began to pace a bit, her gaze going to the floor, her back still straight and her movements elegant.
"His death needs not be the end of you both... rather the beginning of it... you know?" shrugged Taff coming over to the rooms and bringing the chocolate tart, coffee, and selection of herbal teas
"It is said... the royal dragons have the ability to spare a human life by giving them a half of their heart. It is what your father did for your mother... before my very eyes... when you were born. Though I seriously doubt your father will consent for you to do such a bond with a mercenary who has a habit of getting himself wounded and killed and collecting death warrants on a daily occasion.." trailed off Taff slicing the tart and bringing the strawberries dipped in chocolate.
"You may want to consider a slavery sentence that ensures he remains chained at your feet and service rather than scurry away back into death's arms." suggested Taff getting a glare from Calico for making such a suggestion "I am sure he would look quite handsome in manservant attire, trailing after your every whim...He used to be the master at arms too. He will be a fine tutor for you, in matters of swordsmanship" grinned Taff adding a touch of tease at it
"It is said... the royal dragons have the ability to spare a human life by giving them a half of their heart. It is what your father did for your mother... before my very eyes... when you were born. Though I seriously doubt your father will consent for you to do such a bond with a mercenary who has a habit of getting himself wounded and killed and collecting death warrants on a daily occasion.." trailed off Taff slicing the tart and bringing the strawberries dipped in chocolate.
"You may want to consider a slavery sentence that ensures he remains chained at your feet and service rather than scurry away back into death's arms." suggested Taff getting a glare from Calico for making such a suggestion "I am sure he would look quite handsome in manservant attire, trailing after your every whim...He used to be the master at arms too. He will be a fine tutor for you, in matters of swordsmanship" grinned Taff adding a touch of tease at it
Ryiah's gaze was drawn by the chocolate covered strawberries. They were her favorite yet her appetite was gone. The arguments they had put forth presented her with seemingly no other recourse. She couldn't let her people down... not when both her father and Pentre had been horrible leaders. How could she sacrifice them for one man, whether she loved him or not?
Sadness welled in her eyes and she finally stopped pacing. Unable to convice herself any longer that she was willing to run away if need be. That wasn't who she was. Finally, she looked to Calico, her glance moving across Taff as well. The warlocks words, the jesting tone, seemed to not affect her own dark mood. "Fine..." she said after working through the lump in her throat.
"We will go with your plan, Calico." Saying nothing else she dipped into one last curtsy and turned to leave the room, the dessert untouched. There was no reason for her to celebrate. If the others had anything else to say, she would have stopped to listen, yet continue out after.
It was a much more subdued Ryiah that would enter her chambers once she reached them, and she sank onto the bed as if in a daze.
Sadness welled in her eyes and she finally stopped pacing. Unable to convice herself any longer that she was willing to run away if need be. That wasn't who she was. Finally, she looked to Calico, her glance moving across Taff as well. The warlocks words, the jesting tone, seemed to not affect her own dark mood. "Fine..." she said after working through the lump in her throat.
"We will go with your plan, Calico." Saying nothing else she dipped into one last curtsy and turned to leave the room, the dessert untouched. There was no reason for her to celebrate. If the others had anything else to say, she would have stopped to listen, yet continue out after.
It was a much more subdued Ryiah that would enter her chambers once she reached them, and she sank onto the bed as if in a daze.
"I thought you would see it my way..." sighed Calico sitting and eating the dessert and coming to take the helm so that Morgan could get some rest, the two men taking turns and trusting each other's navigational skills enough for the matter, for they were both equally interested in reaching the shore.
"We have an agreement commander, I am surrendering and accept a charge of kidnapping the princess and the royal commander of the armies... but my men are to be spared, they were merely following orders after all" remarked and reminded Calico
"You have my word on it... Calico... it's your head we are all after, not your men's ones yet" smiled Calico raising manacles and chains to shackle the main like a proper prisoner.
"We have an agreement commander, I am surrendering and accept a charge of kidnapping the princess and the royal commander of the armies... but my men are to be spared, they were merely following orders after all" remarked and reminded Calico
"You have my word on it... Calico... it's your head we are all after, not your men's ones yet" smiled Calico raising manacles and chains to shackle the main like a proper prisoner.
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