"We should leave now," Leserli said and went out, leaving the door open.
Cressida sat there for a while and looked at the old man. Even if she could save him, she would consider her life worthy. What's the point of surviving the death tragedy when you can't save anyone? Was her thought. All she wants is, her Kingdom to be back as it was and to save people as much as she could. She looked at her hands. These hands killed many people. Whether they were soldiers or the opposing pirates. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back on the chair. 'the obsidian jade' the words of the old man echoed in her ear. During the fight with Lycaon, the old man whispered those three words to her. She remembered a day in the sea. The time when they raid a wealthy ship.
Leander stood on the deck and called everyone.
"I have great news." He said with excitement. Verena was sitting on a closed barrel with a mug of wine in her hand. She took a huge gulp and breath out heavily.
