Derek
"I'm right here."
I turned to see Malcolm standing behind me. I felt relief wash over me as I set my eyes on him.
Malcolm is my backbone. I rely too much on him, and he's never given me a reason not to. I wonder what I'd do without him.
"Malcolm!" I called happily.
I put my position aside and rushed towards my friend. I hugged him tightly and l held him for dear life.
"How are you?"
"Majesty," he bowed.
"Shh..." I cautioned with my hand on my lips.
I do not want to disclose my identity to these people. Not until I'm sure that there's no foul play going on here.
I mean, how is it possible that the ship that was well-checked and set for the journey would suddenly default?
How did it suddenly wreck? How could a meagre object in the sea ruin it, putting everyone's life in danger?
"I'm...fine," Malcolm got the drill and played along. He dropped the formality even though it was obvious that he didn't want to.
