"Why do we have to go?" one man called out, "We just got home!"
"This was your doing, not ours!"
"You made the mess, Ilona! You clean it up!"
Yells and shouts like those echoed from other men in the crowd, mixing with general sounds of displeasure. Ilona's stomach twisted in knots, and she felt her cheeks warming as her heart pounded in her chest. Instinctively, her brothers all stepped in closer to her, both wanting to protect her and wanting more protection for themselves.
As she looked out on the crowd of angry pirates, Ilona's eyes found the few men she knew were loyal to her standing quiet, looking around them uncomfortably.
Sam Thatch had always been a good friend to her and might soon be her brother-in-law, but even he was silent and looked up at her with apologetic eyes.
