Serenica burnt the paper in her fireplace. She packed everything that could potentially become useful on a long voyage. She didn't know why, but she felt the need to be very thorough.
Towards the Blue Girl she left, and she closed her door very carefully while leaving, trying the lock three times. This was her last time leaving her old apartment. This was the first night of her life in exile.
Helen, she only missed Helen. Everyone else could choke for all she cared.
She knew the socialite would never abandon her circles, and she couldn't ask that from her. This was how it had to be.
A small drop of bitterness poisoned her well. How much she had done for this city and how little she had received from it! Accusations and threats.
The Blue Girl was glad to have her, though. There was still no sign of Gadfly, but there were other pirates who told Serenica they knew him. This raised her spirits.
