Tristan by Elizabeth Rose

Author:Elizabeth Rose
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2020-09-02T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

“C ap’n, ye’re done already?” asked Ramble as soon as Tristan stepped out of his cabin and locked the door.

“Get out of my way, Ramble.” Tristan headed over to the galley, noticing every man’s eyes on him.

“Well, I must say, that’s got to be the fastest beddin’ ye’ve ever given a wench.” Ramble hurried to keep up with Tristan’s long stride.

“What I do is none of your concern.” Tristan walked around a man carrying a skein of rope, and picked up a cleat, tossing it to another crewmember.

“I didn’t mean anythin’ by that, of course,” Ramble continued. “Not that there’s anythin’ wrong with a fast beddin’, mind ye. After, all ye’re our captain and a very busy man. Ye don’t have much time for things like this. I just know how ye usually like to take yer time with the lassies. Except, of course, when it’s one of those classy whores, the kind that Mardon likes, who charge twice as much for their time than ye want to pay. Then, ye’re usually in a big hurry.”

Tristan stopped, turning around to face Ramble. “Are you comparing my wife to a whore?”

Ramble’s eyes opened wide. “Nay, of course not, Cap’n. I’d never suggest anythin’ like that. Gavina is a fine lass. A fine lass, indeed. She is kind and smart and witty, and talented. She can play the flute like none other. I didn’t mean that she was a whore in the least. Honest, I didn’t, Cap’n.”

“Go swab the deck or something,” he spat, leaving Ramble as he opened the curtain hanging in the doorway of the galley and ducked to step inside the darkened area. The aroma of spices and fresh herbs filled his senses bringing back memories of his childhood when his mother used to cook with these. It was something he hadn’t had much of since living on the sea. “Nairnie?” he asked, his eyes still trying to get accustomed to the dark after being out in the bright sun.

“Tristan, what brings ye here?” asked Nairnie, humming as she chopped up some cooked chicken that he figured his men must have stolen from the Crooked Crow. She seemed to be in a good mood, which wasn’t normal as far as he knew. Of course, then again, he’d only known his grandmother for a few days. Still, the entire time he knew her she was usually threatening someone, slapping them, or chasing a man down with her ladle.

“I wanted to talk to you about Gavina.”

“Ah, Gavina, that angel. Yer new wife.” She giggled. “My first grandson is married, and I canna tell ye how happy that makes me,” she said proudly, sounding much too chipper. “I only wanted to live long enough to dance at one of yer weddin’s. Now I need to dance with ye the way I danced with Aaron. We need to have a special celebration and a weddin’ feast.”

“Nay, that’s not necessary,” he told her, not feeling like celebrating after what had just happened between him and his new wife.

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