Found at Sea (Tales of Fate Book 1) by Jaclyn Osborn

Author:Jaclyn Osborn [Osborn, Jaclyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Published: 2018-08-23T16:00:00+00:00

18

Kellan

The next day, I awoke alone in my bed. Our bed, I corrected myself.

I’d been pleasantly surprised the night before when I’d pulled Fletcher into my arms and he’d allowed me to do so. There was still tension between us, as I feared there always would be, but I no longer believed he hated me. Not when remembering the way he snuggled against my chest and held onto me as if I was his safe haven.

Grinning at the thought, I got out of bed and washed before putting on clean clothes. The warmth that’d trickled through me moments ago only increased when I entered the study.

Fletcher had placed my breakfast on the table, and beside the bowl of fresh fruit, there was a smaller plate with fish covered in lemon slices. He could’ve easily tossed down my food without thought, but the careful placement of everything—and the added red flower beside my mug—told me he cared. Or at least some part of him did.

After taking my seat, I took the flower between my fingers and lifted it to my nose, still grinning.

“What are you doing to me, boy?” I asked with a shake of my head.

Not wishing to waste the day away inside my cabin, I ate my meal before going out on the deck. The ship was mostly vacant, with the exception of Horace. I nodded a greeting as I approached.

“I take it the meeting went well?” Horace asked, regarding my wrapped hand before lifting his gaze to mine.

“Aye, it did,” I answered, instinctively grabbing my bandaged hand. “Where’s the boy?”

Horace gave me a knowing smile, which I inwardly snarled at. “He and Alek went exploring. Told me to tell ya to mind yer own business.”

Unable to stop myself, I chuckled. “I should hang him from the ship's mast to teach him a lesson.”

Horace narrowed his eyes. “He’s changed you, lad. For the better.” I knew it was serious when Horace didn’t address me by my title. He was the only man in the crew I’d ever pardon for calling me lad. “Before yer father passed—because he was yer father, lad, blood or not—he told me to watch over ya. I’m afraid I’ve failed ‘em and his wishes for the most part, lettin’ you make mistakes that might well damn you in the end.”

I was thankful no other men were around, because with the mention of the first Captain Flynn—the man who’d found me starving on the streets and welcomed me into his crew, gave me a home and a purpose, and eventually called me his son—my eyes stung. When he passed from this life, I’d taken his name, wishing to carry on his memory for as long as I lived.

“I know he’d be proud of ya, if he could see you this day,” Horace said, nodding.

“I appreciate you saying so, but you’re wrong,” I said, staring at my wounded hand. “He would never approve of the things I’ve done.”

I’d learned all I knew from the former captain; earning the crew’s respect, pillaging towns, and striking down anyone who stood in my way.

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