Dark Sahale by Ferguson Sam

Author:Ferguson, Sam [Ferguson, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Dragon Scale Publishing
Published: 2017-06-02T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

By all accounts, Erik found Rafe to be a relatively ordinary man. He had long, black hair pulled into a single braid at the back of his head, spoke with an interesting northern accent, and no more looked like a daring adventurer than he did a simple fisherman. Yet, his skill with their ship was more than obvious. Rafe by himself could do what Gerald and his daughters did as a team, and he was faster at it. The ship was a little smaller than Gerald’s, about sixteen feet long with a single center mast, but it looked no less complicated to pilot than Gerald’s to Erik’s untrained eye. Rafe worked the rigging and the wheel without requesting help at all the first day. Erik couldn’t be sure how far they had traveled, but it seemed they were going much faster than Gerald’s ship. The prow of the ship almost bounced off the incoming waves as Rafe carried them across the water.

Lady Arkyn sat on a bench overlooking the starboard side of the ship, seemingly lost in thoughts. Given the lull in activity, Erik thought it appropriate to see what answers he could get about Captain Deringer. He went below deck and grabbed some bread and dried meats, along with a water skin, and then went to her.

She noticed him coming and offered a smile, but Erik could tell by the way her eyes seemed to remain fixed on a distant point that she was deep in thought.

“So, Captain Deringer seems to be a good man,” Erik said, hoping he was breaching the subject lightly enough.

“Subtlety is not your strong suit,” Lady Arkyn replied with a laugh. “If you want to know about him, just ask directly.”

He offered the waterskin, which she took and drank from. “You two have history,” Erik stated. “I was curious, that’s all.”

“It was a long time ago, in human terms at least.”

Erik took a bite of bread, chewed and swallowed, and then said, “Didn’t seem to be long enough for him.”

Lady Arkyn took a bit of dried meat and held it in her hand. “It wasn’t a long relationship. It was not even an entire summer. I was never as committed to it as he was. Sometimes men have a hard time letting go.”

“Or maybe that’s just your effect on us poor, helpless souls,” Erik teased as he took a drink.

“Ah, so now you think I have some sort of charm spells at my disposal?”

Erik smirked and closed the waterskin. “You charmed Deringer pretty well, me too I suppose.”

Minrielle fidgeted with her left glove. “So in the last couple of years, you haven’t changed your mind?” Lady Arkyn asked.

Erik shook his head. “No, why do you ask?”

Lady Arkyn shrugged. “I don’t know. I guess because you asked me to give you some space. I wasn’t sure if that had more behind it than you let on. Four years of ‘space’ could be enough for a man to change his mind.”

Erik went quiet and looked out to the water.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.