"You're going to let him go?" Elsbeth hissed with confused as she raced after her captain, "What happens when he broadcasts our descriptions to the entire island, next thing you know we've got the king's fleet and every other pirate out after us! We can't be trusting him!"
"I'm not letting him go and I ain't be trusting that sprat." Windsor said calmly as she halted her footsteps and turned to glare into El's eyes. How dare she question her captain. "I'm not sure if you'd noticed Elsbeth, but we be in the middle of the ocean. Who's he going to tell? The dolphins? Or perhaps some helpful seagull?"
Elsbeth lowered her eyes to her shoes and blushed, "So what are we going to do with him?"
"Honestly," Windsor took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, "I'm not exactly sure."
"Oh"
There was a moment of silence.
"Did you see that crest on his ring and sword?" Windsor asked as she leaned against the side railing, letting the salty sea mist spray across her face.
The slim blonde nodded as she slowly approached her friend.
"If what I hear be right, it be the crest of one of the noble clans, only immediate family are allowed to wear it."
"So we're going to use him as ransom?" Elsbeth guessed.
"I don't know...maybe. But we need to gain his trust, keeping him tied up won't do us any good. We have about two weeks before we reach the next island. I'll decide what we'll do with him by then, but for now don't tell the other girls," Windsor commanded.
"What about Henley?" El inquired, "Do you think he'll recognize her?"
The captain shook her head, "He shouldn't, they're from different clans. He won't know her, not off the top of his head at least."
The first mate nodded before departing, leaving her captain alone to think. Windsor knew that this boy meant trouble form her and her crew. If they let him go he was bound to tell somebody about the ship full of lady pirates, but there was no way they could keep him captive forever, he didn't seem like the submissive type; he would be determined to return to his family and kingdom+. And there was no way in hell she was going to kill him, she wasn't going to be like her father. Maybe they could leave him on a deserted island... They would be long gone by the time somebody found him. Or-
"Captain! Supper!"
"I'm not letting him go and I ain't be trusting that sprat." Windsor said calmly as she halted her footsteps and turned to glare into El's eyes. How dare she question her captain. "I'm not sure if you'd noticed Elsbeth, but we be in the middle of the ocean. Who's he going to tell? The dolphins? Or perhaps some helpful seagull?"
Elsbeth lowered her eyes to her shoes and blushed, "So what are we going to do with him?"
"Honestly," Windsor took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, "I'm not exactly sure."
"Oh"
There was a moment of silence.
"Did you see that crest on his ring and sword?" Windsor asked as she leaned against the side railing, letting the salty sea mist spray across her face.
The slim blonde nodded as she slowly approached her friend.
"If what I hear be right, it be the crest of one of the noble clans, only immediate family are allowed to wear it."
"So we're going to use him as ransom?" Elsbeth guessed.
"I don't know...maybe. But we need to gain his trust, keeping him tied up won't do us any good. We have about two weeks before we reach the next island. I'll decide what we'll do with him by then, but for now don't tell the other girls," Windsor commanded.
"What about Henley?" El inquired, "Do you think he'll recognize her?"
The captain shook her head, "He shouldn't, they're from different clans. He won't know her, not off the top of his head at least."
The first mate nodded before departing, leaving her captain alone to think. Windsor knew that this boy meant trouble form her and her crew. If they let him go he was bound to tell somebody about the ship full of lady pirates, but there was no way they could keep him captive forever, he didn't seem like the submissive type; he would be determined to return to his family and kingdom+. And there was no way in hell she was going to kill him, she wasn't going to be like her father. Maybe they could leave him on a deserted island... They would be long gone by the time somebody found him. Or-
"Captain! Supper!"
