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// I hope you enjoy my book, but first, I must give credit. A lot of the characters are based off of the ones submitted to topic /305168. If you want to submit your idea, then go to that topic and fill out the form. 

 

Chapter 1


   The rustic iron shackles irritated the mercenary’s wrist, though he did not really care. What troubled him more was the fact that he was going to see the queen and king. Normally mercenaries who were arrested rotted away in prison. None of them were sent to royalty. Maybe it had to due with the fact that his client decided to rat him out. The thought of the unexpected betrayal made the mercenary’s fist clench in anger. Once he was freed, not when, he was going to track down the man who did this to him.

   Two of the guards in the little escorting party of his stepped forward to face the tall, elegant, double doors that were made of ancient wood. They placed their hands on it and gave it a big push, and like that, the door began to open. The mercenary winced as light from within the throne room blinded him momentarily. Without being given time to recover, the guards dragged him into the throne room.

   When his eyesight returned to normal, he took in the scene. There were two thrones standing in front of him. One was made of gold, and the other silver. Queen Adrienne Mourad resided on the silver throne. She was Fae-kind, although she was born and raised within the realm of Haewthius. Her small frame in addition to her long brown hair and golden eyes gave her a youthful appearance, although the mercenary knew quite well that she was a force to be reckon with. King Eldrick Wyvernmore, who sat on the gold throne, on the other hand was large in height and build. His short black hair and pale blue eyes was rather intimidating, and the mercenary hardly found anyone intimidating. Like the mercenary, the king was human.

   “ My Lieges, one of our agents gave us information about this mercenary,” one of the guards spoke in deep tone. “ I believe this is the one you are looking for.”

   The king leaned back in his throne slightly and glanced curiously at the mercenary,” You. What is your name . . . and how old are you. You look like a boy.”

   “ . . .” The mercenary bit his lip. How revenge was going to taste. “ My name is Silas Riverhelm and I am 18 years old. . .” He trailed off. Currently he was not in the mood to speak. His eyes began to wander around the throne room, but he felt a sudden and rough shove from one of the guards. It did not take Silas long before he realized that he was suppose to continue to speak. “ . . . though you probably know my ‘mercenary name’ better. . . which is Lion Fang.” Silas did not care for his little nickname. He was dubbed Lion Fang when a client caught a glimpse of his tattoo, which was of a lion with its mouth open, like it was roaring.

   “ Lion Fang,” the king repeated to himself. “ You have built quite the reputation for yourself.”

   The queen continued where the king had left off. “ Could it be that you are the mercenary responsible for ambushing a merchant and stealing about 13 dozen bolts of silk, managing to kidnap a horse from within the royal stable, and even being able take a nobleman’s weapon when he was asleep?” Yes, yes, and yes. Though he dare not speak. The mercenary recognized it as a trick question. While his reputation of his stealth skills spread, so did the reputation of the queen. Queen Adrienne was widely known across the realms for her ability to get people to confess crimes without even realizing it.

   “ Well it seems that there have been a rather alarming amount of thefts being reported across the realms,” the queen said with a chilling smirk on her face. “ I suppose you had some involvement in this?”

   “ No, your Majesty.”

   “ Good.” Silas furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. That was odd. Why was it a good thing? Well, it was good because he would not be sent to trial for stealing whatever had been stolen. The way that the queen was acting gave him the goosebumps.

   “ It seems that the good kingdom of Leliux has been struck,” the queen said, her smirk turning into a frown. “ An important artifact has been stolen, and you have been selected to retrieve it.”

   Silas could not believe what he was hearing. The . . . king and queen wanted to hire him? This was rather comical and the mercenary had to bit his lip in order to keep himself from laughing. In all honesty, he did not want to track something down for them.

   “ What is in it for me?”

   The king sat up straight and said,” If you manage to track down this item, we will drop all of the charges that have been given to your name. You will also be gifted in gold and rare items such as magic books and enchanted weapons.” The mercenary took a deep breath. That was a rather hefty reward. Whatever the artifact is must have be extremely important. It was also surprising that the king and queen trusted him enough not to take the artifact and run.

   “ Do not think about escaping with the artifact. Failure to return it to us, or abandoning the mission altogether will result in members of Night Locke hunting you down.” Silas mouth opened in shock. How did the queen know that he considered running away? He was a bit thankful for her speaking up. The Night Locke was an elite military group that worked for the king and queen. They were sent out to hunt down traitors and bring them back. Even though the mercenary was had skill in stealth and fighting, the Night Locke made him look like toddler trying to run against a knight running into battle.

   “ I understand. I suppose that refusal is not an option,” Silas said.

   The king answered,” You can refuse. However, you will be thrown back into jail to await your trial. With the list of crimes you have committed, chances are that you will serve a life sentence.” Silas huffed. Great. This was borderline blackmail! He seriously did not want to go on the stupid mission, but he disliked being stuck in prison for the rest of his life even more. There was not a lot to think about here.

   “ Fine . . . I will do it,” Silas sighed. “ When do I start?”

   “ You are not working alone,” the king said. He stood up from the throne, the queen followed his example, and the two of them walked down the steps from the throne towards the mercenary. They stopped about twenty feet in front of him. The king turned towards some servants standing alongside the edge of the room and motioned them forward. When the servants stopped in front of the king, King Eldrick grabbed two items; a plain envelope and a badge of some sort. The badge was made out of leather, and engraved on one side was the royal family’s sigil; an elk with two swords creating an x-pattern over it.

   The king first handed Silas the envelope. “ In order to complete this task, you will no longer go by the name Silas Riverhelm, Lion Fang, or any other alias you might have. Most importantly, you are not a mercenary. From now until the end of the mission, you’re name is William Artemus Cindervale and you are a privateer on a special mission from order of the king and queen. Inside, is a paper with a name and location. That is the name of a woman who will serve as your second in command. She is a skilled warrior and has connections with people with talent. She will help you build your crew.”

   “ Wait, so… I am becoming a captain . . . with a ship, and crew, and everything,” Silas questioned. “ Why?”

   “ If you were to continue as Lion Fang the mercenary, then you would have had a hard time finding allies,” the king said. Silas took the envelope. Then the king placed the badge on top.

   “ The badge is to help identify that you are working under our orders,” the king said.

   “ Do not do anything completely illegal,” the queen warned. “ Most importantly, you cannot reveal your true identity to your crew members.” Silas nodded. That will be easier if he had time to develop into his new identity. But, with his skills, Silas would make it work.

   The king motioned to the guards and the guards removed the iron cuffs from Silas’ wrists. The mercenary-no, now privateer gently rubbed the raw skin.

   “ Okay," Silas began to say." Go to where the paper says, meet with lady, gather the crew and then-”

   “ Come back to the castle for further instructions,” the king finished. “ Although, I do recommend changing before you go.” Silas looked down at his outfit. It was rather plain; dark brown pants, leather boots, a white shirt, and a brown vest, however; it was dirty and torn in several places. 

   “ Alright,” Silas said simply. He gave a very brief bow before he turned on his heels and began to walk out of the throne room.

   Behind him, he heard the queen say, “ Good luck Mr. Cindervale.”

 

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Chapter 2

 

   Silas walked down the cobblestone road into the village. He, and his soon-to-be crew, were given rooms at the castle until the ship could be built for them. Thankfully, in his room were a couple of outfits that he could select from. The mercenary selected a rather simple but professional outfit. It consisted of dark brown leather boots, black pants, a light cream colored top, and a dark indigo colored jacket with gold colored buttons on it. He also had time to cut his hair. Instead of the shoulder length blond hair he had, he cut it down to a short, yet fashionable style. Using some dyes that a servant provided, Silas was able to darken his hair to a light brown color that would match his eyes.

   It had been only a few hours into the afternoon, so the streets were empty. The only people on the road were street vendors and the occasional person buying groceries or a hat. Silas noted that he made several heads turn in his direction. Sure his outfit was a bit bold, but it was very comfortable. . . though maybe it was not the best thing to wear if he wanted to maintain a low profile. He walked over to a bench on the side of the road and sat down. Then, Silas reached into his pocket and pulled out the letter that was inside of the envelope.

   You are to meet with a woman named Calissa Thorne. She usually hangs out in the Ye Olde Nightingale Tavern. For some reason, if she is not there, speak with the tavern keeper. He will know where she is. . .

   After he read part of the  note, he folded it back up and placed it in his left coat pocket. Silas had heard stories about the tavern. Usually it was about the steaks, and how excellent they were. If he had time to, the privateer would order one, sit down and enjoy the meal. Unfortunately, he had work to do, so that meant any side business would have to wait for later. Even revenge for what the client did.

   He shrugged the entire subject to the side as he stood up and looked across the street. There it was. Ye Olde Nightingale Tavern. The building itself was a bit charming. It was only one story talk and made completely out of bricks. From the two window on either side of the oak door, Silas could see a little of what was going on in the tavern. Well, the only thing that he could tell was that there was a lot of people inside. Might as well get it over with. He stood up from the bench and walked toward the door, careful to make sure that got out of the way of any horses and carts that would have been on the road.

   Silas took a deep breath as he opened the door. Inside, there were a couple of booths lined up against one of the walls.  There were some tables scattered about, and one long table up against another wall. Lastly, there was a counter with a woman standing behind it making teas. Even though the tavern was quite busy, there were a few tables left.When he looked around, only a few people cared to look at his entrance. The longer he stood up, more people were going to look at him. Silas had been in this exact tavern before, so he knew what to do. He walked over to one of the empty tables and took a seat.

   A middle-aged man walked up to him. “ Is there any type of drink I can get for you today sir?”

   Silas answered immediately, “ Yes, can I get a kettle of the jasmine tea with some honey and sugar cubes on the side. I am expecting company, so two tea cups will be fantastic.” He had been in this situation before, and thankfully it went smoothly. The man went over to the woman at the counter and repeated his order. The man and woman were the co-owners of the little tavern/tea shop restaurant and always seemed to be working whenever the mercenary went. Though thankfully they did not recognize him. If they did know it was him, they were hiding it really well.

   A couple of minutes passed and the man brought over a tray with a nice, antique kettle full of jasmine tea; accompanied with two tea cups, a small bowl that had sugar cubes, and a small cup with a small honey dipper on the side.

   “ Will that be all for you today,” he asked politely.

   Silas asked quietly, to make sure no one would overhear him, but loud enough where the man could understand what was being said. “ Yes actually. I am currently on a mission and I need to speak with a woman named Calissa Thorne. I was told that she visits here regularly.” The man furrowed his eyebrow but then took a small breath and relaxed. Silas knew what that meant. It was always a suspicious thing to ask the tavern keeper about a person, but this one in particular had been in the business long enough to where he knew when he should step into a situation and when he should leave it alone.

   “ Yes, I believe she is in the back. . . let me get her for you.” The man walked away, but even Silas could tell that the man was nervous. Was he nervous of this Calissa? If she had been recognized by name by the king and queen, it meant that whatever she did for a living, she was really, really good. Silas gulped. If she was that skilled, would she discover who he was? Only time will tell.

   He flickered his eyes towards the back of the tavern as the door opened, and two people walked out. The first one was the man, but the second was a woman who must be Calissa. At first Silas could not get a good look at her, but when she approached the table, he was a bit surprised. Calissa was quite tall, if he had to guess, they were around the same height of 5 feet and 8 inches. She was Fae-kind, with slightly pointed ears, whereas Elves have longer and more pointed ears. Her copper colored hair was shoulder length, with bangs that neatly framed her eyes.

   “ Good day Miss Thorne, I have a letter that you might be interested in,” Silas said simply as he took the piece of paper from his coat and give it to her. The Fae furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as she took the paper and began to read it. Silas had read the paper before so he would know what was on it. All the paper said was how he was suppose to find her, gather a crew of sorts, and then report back to the castle for the actual details of the mission. And it also included the signatures of the king and queen.

   Calissa folded the paper up nearly and handed it back to him. “ I suppose it would be pointless to ask what this was all about.”

Silas shook his head simply and replied in a hushed voice. “ I would if I could. This tavern is far too public.”

   “ Alright.” Calissa sighed as she rubbed her temples. She was acting a bit stressed out. Then again, so would he be if some stranger walked up to him with a letter from royalty saying they would have to work together. Silas poured himself a cup of tea.

   “ Do you mind if I ask some questions? It would be nice to know who I am going to work with for the unforeseeable future.”

   “ Yes, that is fine,” Silas said. Hopefully these questions are not too personal. He was still trying to get use to his new identity.

   “ Well, first, can you tell me a little about yourself,” Calissa said. “ Name, age, just a brief summary of your life and how you got here . . . that is if you are at liberty to say.” Silas raised his cup of tea to his lips and took a small sip, then he also took a brief deep breath. Here it goes. The mercenary placed his tea cup down on its plate.

   “ My name William Artemus Cindervale and I am 18 years old,” Silas said smoothly. “ I grew up in a small northern city, a farming community really. My friends were more bold than I and would often get involved in stupid things such as burning things down.” Silas chuckled to himself. “To be honest, I do not even know why I was friends with them in the first place. Anyways, one day we decided to be really stupid and so we dressed up like bandits and we attacked a caravan that was moving past the village. Turns out that it belonged to an ambassador who had guards that outnumbered us 3:1. We were caught and brought back to the castle. . . and the rest is history.”

   Calissa remained silent for a few moments after Silas had finished speaking. To be honest, he found it a bit nerve-racking. He watched her curiously as she reached into her dark red leather jacket and pulled out a small pocket notebook. She then proceeded to flip through the pages. As he began to grow anxious for what might happen next, Silas took another sip from his tea.

   “ Alright. I will help you, though let me make this clear.” She closed her book so suddenly, that it made Silas nearly jump out of his seat. “ I am not doing this because I want to, more of because I have to. So if there comes a situation where I can repay my debt, I will.” Calissa stood up from her seat and began to walk towards the door. Silas drank the rest of the tea in his cup and stood up.

   “ Where are we going,” he asked.

   “ Well, we have to get the rest of the crew right?”

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Chapter 3


            The first place that Calissa went to was some sort of mansion. Silas recognized the building, though he did not know who it belonged to. The building was was very big, and was 3 stories tall. It was made out of stone bricks, though the bricks were looking a bit wore down and there were some bundles of vines starting to grow on the side of the mansion. There were a few balconies that overlooked the grounds, and there were a few guards standing on them. When Calissa and Silas approached, a few of the guards went back into the building.

            “ Did you send a letter beforehand saying that we were visiting,” Silas asked.

            “ Nope.”

            Silas looked around the grounds one more time. There were neat patches of flowers and plants scattered across the grounds, a large stone fountain, and a couple of benches placed strategically. He then turned his attention towards the front door of the mansion as three guards and a man walked out. The guards were wearing light armor, a mix of chainmail and leather. They all had a sword at their side and a bow sheathed upon their back. The man however, was dressed in very fine silks. He appeared to be in his mid-40’s with black hair that was greying on the sides. His eyes were a dull blue color. The man did not appeared to be happy.

            “ Excuse me but what are you doing on my estate?” Calissa reached over and pulled out the letter from Silas’s pocket before the mercenary could protest. She held the paper in front of the man’s face

            “ We are on a special mission from the queen and the king, Count Beaumont,” Calissa said as she folded up the paper, rather quickly and handed it back to Silas. The mercenary frowned as he took it and placed it in a different topic. It was quite irritating that he still did not know what he was doing there, but he should be thankful and watch Calissa. She had experience with situations like this, and he needed to learn.

             “ Calissa Thorne, it has been awhile,” Count Beaumont said. Silas was shocked when the older man’s features began to soften. “ Though I wish I would have known that you were visiting ahead of time.  You always tended to do things last minute. . . or not at all.”

              Calissa snorted,” Still sharp, as always. I would love to stay and chat, but this royal matter must be taken care of first.”

             “ It is unlike you Calissa to actually want to get business done before-”

             “ What I want. . . is to get the debt paid as soon as possible. Then the queen will finally forgive.” Silas opened his mouth to speak. So this debt that his second-in-command had was with  queen. He was a bit curious to ask what happened; but it was not the right time and place for such a question. Silas took off his hat.

              “ I’m William Cindervale, and this task given to us by the queen and king has fallen under my command,” Silas said. “ I can share some of the details concerning our visit, would a walk outside or a meeting indoors be ideal?” There were pros and cons of each location, but it would be polite to let the host decide where to talk. Count Beaumont pondered the question for only for a few moments. Then he turned toward his guards and swiftly said an order to them. The guards nodded and walked back inside of the house.

              The Count began to move across the mansion grounds in the direction of the stone fountain. “ The garden will suffice. Follow me.” Silas looked over at Calissa, who only motioned for him to follow. Feeling a bit reluctant, he began to walk towards Count Beaumont.


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           The term garden had to be the biggest understatement in history. Count Beaumont had led the two into a hedge maze; Silas was convinced that it took about 20 minutes to navigate through, even with the Count leading them. Afterwards, they walked past a field of bright, vibrant flowers and continued to walk until they approached a lake. The body of water was a bit small, however, it was big enough that a few people could casually swim in it. Three grand willow trees rose from the ground, scattered, as if to cover the lake in a shield of branches. A lone bench stood underneath one of the trees. The Count began to walk towards the edge of the lake.

           “ Out of every spot in the garden, this has to be my favorite,” he said. “ It is peaceful. Whenever something is troubling, I come here to think.”

           “ Okay, can we talk about business now,” Calissa said as she spoke up. Surprisingly, Count Beaumont let out a small ring of light-hearted laughter.

           “ Still as impatient as ever, I see.”

Silas stepped forward towards the Count,” I do not mean to rush you sir, but Calissa does have a point. The sooner we can finish the business here, the sooner we can move on. She has informed me that there are other places we need to go to. We were hoping to be done visiting all of the places we need to today.” Count Beaumont nodded.

           “ So, Mr. Cindervale, what can I do for you today?”

Before Calissa had the chance to speak, Silas spoke up. “ First, I have a small question. What is this place?” The Count took a deep breath as he picked up a small smooth stone from the edge of the lake. Than he swiftly flicked his wrist, making the rock skip across the surface of the water.

            “ This is an orphanage… of sorts. You do know that magic is not exactly uncommon Mr-”

            “ William is fine.”

            “ Okay William. You know that magic is not uncommon right?” Silas gave a brief nod. He had no magic and did not care if he ever learned magic or was gifted with it, but he did have people from his past who had magic.

Count Beaumont continued,” This is a orphanage for kids who had magical abilities. Here they train their powers and grow. By the time they are adults, they have no trouble finding a job.” He stopped speaking for a second. The Count motioned at Calissa. “ If you did not already know, Calissa grew up her. She was a very bright and adventurous girl. Then she entered the Haewthius Hunters.”

           “ I never knew you had magic,” Silas exclaimed softly.

Calissa shrugged it off. “ Well you never ask, and before you say ‘what type of magic do you have’ I can just tell you. I have air magic.” He nodded in acknowledgment of what she said. Air magic… that could definitely come in handy. Calissa cleared her throat as she turned towards the Count.

           “ The queen and king want us to go fetch an item for them,” Calissa said. She crossed her arms as she began to relax. “ The only problem is that it might have gone into another dimension by now. So, we need a crew. William here is a privateer, so we have permission to create one. The only reason I thought of this place was healers. Some of the most successful doctors, physicians, and healers in Haewthius are trained, right here in Silverrock. Is there any that can accompany us?”

          Count Beaumont raised his hand, to show that he needed a few moments to think. A couple of minutes of silence passed. Personally, Silas did not want to interrupt the Count in his train of thought, and by the fact that Calissa was not speaking either, it looked like she did not want to interrupt him as well.

          “ If you are looking for healers, I have two . . . but I do have to warn you-”

          “ Why?” Silas and Calissa said at the same time.

          The Count shook his head. “ It is a bit weird to describe. If you want, I have a couple of others that might useful. People who can speak multiple languages, earth magic, and other magic that can be useful when keeping the ship in shape.” Silas looked over at Calissa who simply shrugged.

Silas responded,” Thank you. I think Calissa and I will stay behind and talk it.” The Count nodded.

         “ I will head back now and have everyone gathered in the common room. Just ask one of the guards or servants to show you where it is at.” The Count said his goodbyes and began to make his way back towards the mansion. Once he was out of earshot, Silas turned towards Calissa.

        “ How about we talk about the roles we will need on the ship,” he wondered. Surprisingly, Calissa nodded. He would have thought that she would make some type of remark. “ I am a bit new to the whole pirate thing, so I would not know.”

        “  Well, you need to learn quickly,” Calissa remarked. There it was. She continued to speak, “ Okay, the first is the Captain which is you. Then I am the Quartermaster. My job is to make sure that everyone is doing their job while yours is a mix of making sure we are going where we need to go, and making sure everyone is doing their job.

        “ Then we will need a Boatswain, the ship’s mechanic sort of to speak. They make repairs to the ship and will make sure it is always running smoothly.”

        “ Then we would have Doctors, Navigators, Cooks, self explanatory.”

        “ Next is the Master Gunner. They are in charge of the cannons and all of the weapons on deck.”

        “ Then you have Sailors, they will do the smaller jobs on the ship such as cleaning.”

        “ Lastly, there is Mates. Mates are sort of like apprentices. First Mate is a higher rank than Second, and they can be under the teaching of anybody. That is the basic roles, but we can hire people like a Master-of-Arms, a Diplomat, and so forth.”

        Silas nodded. He was able to understand everything Calissa told him. It made sense, since he did know a little about how ships worked. He was ready for this job to be over. Once this task was completed, he can just move on with his life.

        The young soon-to-be captain replied,” Okay. How we look for the people with the main roles first? We can discuss the smaller ones later.”

      “ Sounds like a plan,” Calissa agreed. The two of them turned away from the lake and began to walk back to the mansion.

 

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I have loved you all for years, and I will never stop.

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In dreams he calls to me...

 

DCI Obsessed.

Tell me, what do you see?

 

"Cake makes me explode."

 

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( Thanks everyone. Please mods, let this through)

 

Chapter 4:


   It took forever for Silas and Calissa to navigate the hedge maze without the Count, but eventually they made it out alive. There were a few guards on patrol, and were kind as to give them directions on where the  common room was location.

   The common room was located on the first floor of the mansion. It was big, probably the size of a small tavern. The walls were made out of the cobblestone brick that Silas saw from outside of the mansion, but the Count hung many paintings and tapestries to the point where you could hardly see the brick. A line of bookshelves covered one wall entirely, while another wall was made up of windows that were as long as Silas’ arm span and was as tall as the ceiling to the ground. Against the windows was a series of high tables with stools for two people. The tables either had a deck of cards or a chessboard on it. On the third wall was a grand fireplace which was created out of bricks of some sort of dark red material. A painting of a deer in a magical forest was placed above the fireplace.

   In front of the fireplace was a sleek table, and a couch and three chairs made out of a light brown material. There were at least three more tables scattered around the room with four chairs per each table. Silas and Calissa were standing quietly next to the door as Count Beaumont walked into the room, with him was a small group of youths. Though the youths did notice the strangers and went their own separate ways; a couple of them went to the bookshelves, a couple of them went to the chess boards and the cards, and the rest went to the fireplace. Except two who were standing with the Count.

   The first one stood taller than both Silas and Calissa. If the mercenary did not know any better, he would have thought that boy was a man. He had dark skin with shaggy black hair, and a green bandana that acted like a headband. Silas was a bit shocked to see that he had bright ambered colored eyes.

   The second one was much shorter than the first, in fact the shortest out of the five people. He had a pale complexion, almond shaped bright blue eyes, and long black hair that reached down to his waist. What stood out the most about this one was his ear were long and pointed. So he was an Elf.

   The Count motioned towards the taller youth,” This is Corbin Walsh, 17 and Misha Adler, also 17. These two are our healers-”

   “ WOAH WOAH WOAH.” Misha stepped forward so that way he was in the middle of the circle. “ I would like to have it known that I am medic, not a doctor or a healer. . . big difference.”

   “ But you do the same thing,” Calissa said. “ You help people.” Misha opened his mouth to speak, but Corbin placed his hand over his mouth.

   “ I heal people. . . Misha, he justs tends to the patient’s wounds long enough til they either die or I can heal them,” Corbin said. Silas immediately took note of the them. Misha was more outgoing and vocal, whereas Corbin had a more quiet voice and it seemed like he did not say a lot. Silas looked over at Calissa who simply rolled her eyes. He had a feeling that she would not along with Misha at all. It was probably up to him to interview them. Misha stepped back and sighed. Silas then stepped forward to speak.

   “ We are looking for a group of people to work with. It might be dangerous, and it might require someone with your skill set-”

   “ Will,” Calissa interrupted. She crossed her arms. “ Correction, it will be dangerous and we will need someone with your skill set.” Silas shaked his head. This was going to be annoying if interrupting was a bad habit of hers, and correcting people. He made a mental note to remember that if she ever interrupted him again, he could always use the ‘ I am a Captain’ card.

   Silas continued to speak, a bit annoyed,” Fine. It will be dangerous and we will need people who can help heal people. So tell me a few things about yourself and we can decide if you are hired or not.”

   “ Okay, I guess I will go first. . .” Misha took in a deep breath and sighed. “ My name, as you already know, is Misha and if you could not tell already, I am an Elf. I was growing up in a village north of the Haewthius Village, or north from here. A couple years ago my parents were merchants and they were going to another realm when a group of bandits destroyed their ship…” The Elf took a second to breath. Silas felt a small sense of pity for him.

   Misha continued to speak,” Anyways. I have teleportation magic and my weapon of choice is a halberd.” He looked over at Corbin and nudged him gently. “ Your turn.”

   “ I’m Corbin. My parents dropped me off here when I was very young. I have healing magic. Normally I would not fight, but if I have to, I have some throwing knives and combat,” Corbin said swiftly. Silas nodded as he listed what they said. Healing magic made sense for a doctor, and so did teleportation for a medic. It would come in handy, there was no doubt about that. Personally, he had no complaints if they joined the crew, though he was still unsure if Calissa would let Misha join or not. Although he could use that ‘I am the Captain, my rules’ card right now if she did not approve.

   “ Alright,” Silas sighed as he clapped his hands together. “ I think Calissa and I have heard enough. You’re hired, I guess-”

   “ For the record, I would like it point out that I am not a mercenary,” Misha interrupted. “ Because one, those are like really illegal, and two, I don’t like them.”

   “ I never said that you were going to become one.”

   “ Good, because I seriously don’t like them.” Silas made a mental note to make sure that he did not reveal his true identity. He had no idea how any of them would react, and he was a bit scared for Misha’s reaction. Although he was not responsible for the Elf’s parents death, Silas had a feeling that Misha would not care.

Count Beaumont stepped in to relieve the tension. He turned toward Silas and Calissa,” Alright then. Have you come to a decision yet?” Before Calissa could speak, Silas decided that he would.

   “ If Misha and Corbin wish, they can join. We do not want to force them to join or anything,” Silas said. This time, the Count turned toward the two youths.

   “ Well, do you plan to go with them,” he asked.

Misha sighed as he placed his hands behind his head. “ Sure, I have nothing better to do.”

   Corbin simply nodded.

   “ I am glad that this matter has been taken care of,” Count Beaumont said as he cleared his throat. He took one swift look around the room at the other youths. “ Do you still want to look around?” To be honest, Silas did not care if they did. The way that the Count and Calissa talked about this place made it seemed like everyone who left was incredible skilled is some field. If that was the case, it would be nice to have experienced healers on the crew. Though beggars cannot be choosers. There could be some others that have some role on the ship, but he had no idea where to start looking.

Surprisingly, Calissa stepped forward to speak. “ Do not worry William, I can take care of this. Why don’t you escort Corbin and Misha back to the palace and I will go there later once I have everyone?”

   Silas began to speak,” That seems like a plan-”

   “ HOLD UP. We are going to the palace,” Misha exclaimed though it sounded more like a question.

   Corbin facepalmed and said,” Yes.”

   “ Woah,” Misha said. A childish grin began to grow on his face, and Silas was half-expecting for him to explode from pure happiness. The Elf straightened out his clothes. “ How do I look? Do I look presentable? Oh man, we get to meet the queen and king-”

   “ Misha, calm down,” Silas interrupted him. “ You cannot overreact. Yes we will meet the queen and king, but we need to act professional.” He turned towards Calissa and spoke. “ I am going to head back to the castle now. Try to be back before nightfall.”

   “ Will do,” she said simply. Calissa then went over to the bookshelf to talk to some of the youths. Silas turned toward Misha and Corbin.

   “ I know you have questions. Everything will be answered tonight,” Silas said. “ Now, go ahead and pack your belongings. You might not be coming back for awhile.”

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( thanks everyone! Here is the next chapter and I hope you guys enjoy it.)

 

Chapter 4:


   It took forever for Silas and Calissa to navigate the hedge maze without the Count, but eventually they made it out alive. There were a few guards on patrol, and were kind as to give them directions on where the  common room was location. 

   The common room was located on the first floor of the mansion. It was big, probably the size of a small tavern. The walls were made out of the cobblestone brick that Silas saw from outside of the mansion, but the Count hung many paintings and tapestries to the point where you could hardly see the brick. A line of bookshelves covered one wall entirely, while another wall was made up of windows that were as long as Silas’ arm span and was as tall as the ceiling to the ground. Against the windows was a series of high tables with stools for two people. The tables either had a deck of cards or a chessboard on it. On the third wall was a grand fireplace which was created out of bricks of some sort of dark red material. A painting of a deer in a magical forest was placed above the fireplace.

   In front of the fireplace was a sleek table, and a couch and three chairs made out of a light brown material. There were at least three more tables scattered around the room with four chairs per each table. Silas and Calissa were standing quietly next to the door as Count Beaumont walked into the room, with him was a small group of youths. Though the youths did notice the strangers and went their own separate ways; a couple of them went to the bookshelves, a couple of them went to the chess boards and the cards, and the rest went to the fireplace. Except two who were standing with the Count.

   The first one stood taller than both Silas and Calissa. If the mercenary did not know any better, he would have thought that boy was a man. He had dark skin with shaggy black hair, and a green bandana that acted like a headband. Silas was a bit shocked to see that he had bright ambered colored eyes.

   The second one was much shorter than the first, in fact the shortest out of the five people. He had a pale complexion, almond shaped bright blue eyes, and long black hair that reached down to his waist. What stood out the most about this one was his ear were long and pointed. So he was an Elf.

   The Count motioned towards the taller youth,” This is Corbin Walsh, 17 and Misha Adler, also 17. These two are our healers-”

   “ WOAH WOAH WOAH.” Misha stepped forward so that way he was in the middle of the circle. “ I would like to have it known that I am medic, not a doctor or a healer. . . big difference.”

   “ But you do the same thing,” Calissa said. “ You help people.” Misha opened his mouth to speak, but Corbin placed his hand over his mouth.

   “ I heal people. . . Misha, he justs tends to the patient’s wounds long enough til they either die or I can heal them,” Corbin said. Silas immediately took note of the them. Misha was more outgoing and vocal, whereas Corbin had a more quiet voice and it seemed like he did not say a lot. Silas looked over at Calissa who simply rolled her eyes. He had a feeling that she would not along with Misha at all. It was probably up to him to interview them. Misha stepped back and sighed. Silas then stepped forward to speak.

   “ We are looking for a group of people to work with. It might be dangerous, and it might require someone with your skill set-”

   “ Will,” Calissa interrupted. She crossed her arms. “ Correction, it will be dangerous and we will need someone with your skill set.” Silas shaked his head. This was going to be annoying if interrupting was a bad habit of hers, and correcting people. He made a mental note to remember that if she ever interrupted him again, he could always use the ‘ I am a Captain’ card.

   Silas continued to speak, a bit annoyed,” Fine. It will be dangerous and we will need people who can help heal people. So tell me a few things about yourself and we can decide if you are hired or not.”

   “ Okay, I guess I will go first. . .” Misha took in a deep breath and sighed. “ My name, as you already know, is Misha and if you could not tell already, I am an Elf. I was growing up in a village north of the Haewthius Village, or north from here. A couple years ago my parents were merchants and they were going to another realm when a group of bandits destroyed their ship…” The Elf took a second to breath. Silas felt a small sense of pity for him.

Misha continued to speak,” Anyways. I have teleportation magic and my weapon of choice is a halberd.” He looked over at Corbin and nudged him gently. “ Your turn.”

   “ I’m Corbin. My parents dropped me off here when I was very young. I have healing magic. Normally I would not fight, but if I have to, I have some throwing knives and combat,” Corbin said swiftly. Silas nodded as he listed what they said. Healing magic made sense for a doctor, and so did teleportation for a medic. It would come in handy, there was no doubt about that. Personally, he had no complaints if they joined the crew, though he was still unsure if Calissa would let Misha join or not. Although he could use that ‘I am the Captain, my rules’ card right now if she did not approve.

   “ Alright,” Silas sighed as he clapped his hands together. “ I think Calissa and I have heard enough. You’re hired, I guess-”

   “ For the record, I would like it point out that I am not a mercenary,” Misha interrupted. “ Because one, those are like really illegal, and two, I don’t like them.”

   “ I never said that you were going to become one.”

   “ Good, because I seriously don’t like them.” Silas made a mental note to make sure that he did not reveal his true identity. He had no idea how any of them would react, and he was a bit scared for Misha’s reaction. Although he was not responsible for the Elf’s parents death, Silas had a feeling that Misha would not care.

Count Beaumont stepped in to relieve the tension. He turned toward Silas and Calissa,” Alright then. Have you come to a decision yet?” Before Calissa could speak, Silas decided that he would.

   “ If Misha and Corbin wish, they can join. We do not want to force them to join or anything,” Silas said. This time, the Count turned toward the two youths.

   “ Well, do you plan to go with them,” he asked.

   Misha sighed as he placed his hands behind his head. “ Sure, I have nothing better to do.”

   Corbin simply nodded.

   “ I am glad that this matter has been taken care of,” Count Beaumont said as he cleared his throat. He took one swift look around the room at the other youths. “ Do you still want to look around?” To be honest, Silas did not care if they did. The way that the Count and Calissa talked about this place made it seemed like everyone who left was incredible skilled is some field. If that was the case, it would be nice to have experienced healers on the crew. Though beggars cannot be choosers. There could be some others that have some role on the ship, but he had no idea where to start looking.

   Surprisingly, Calissa stepped forward to speak. “ Do not worry William, I can take care of this. Why don’t you escort Corbin and Misha back to the palace and I will go there later once I have everyone?”

   Silas began to speak,” That seems like a plan-”

   “ HOLD UP. We are going to the palace,” Misha exclaimed though it sounded more like a question.

   Corbin simply said,” Yes. That is what he said.”

   “ Woah,” Misha said. A child-like grin began to grow on his face, and Silas was half-expecting for him to explode from pure happiness. The Elf straightened out his clothes. “ How do I look? Do I look presentable? Oh man, we get to meet the queen and king-”

   “ Misha, calm down,” Silas interrupted him. “ You cannot overreact. Yes we will meet the queen and king, but we need to act professional.” He turned towards Calissa and spoke. “ I am going to head back to the castle now. Try to be back before nightfall.”

   “ Will do,” she said simply. Calissa then went over to the bookshelf to talk to some of the youths. Silas turned toward Misha and Corbin.

   “ I know you have questions. Everything will be answered tonight,” Silas said. “ Now, go ahead and pack your belongings. You might not be coming back for awhile.”

 

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Here is the new chapter, sorry it got posted twice

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I'm sorry I sent chapter 4 through twice, I thought it did not pass the first time.

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Chapter 5:


   It had been about an hour since Silas left the orphanage of sorts, although Misha had explained that the correct term was ‘ A Home for Lost Magical Youths’. When the the three arrived at the castle, a servant had shown them to their rooms. Silas had a room to himself, while Misha and Corbin were sharing one. After everyone had settled down into their new rooms, they all went to the common room in the castle to wait for the others.

   The castle’s common room was decorated in a similar manner to the one in the mansion. The only difference being there were more tables and chairs, and the room overall was bigger. Silas was casually reclining on a chair, while Misha decided to sprawl out across the couch. Corbin was standing at the back of the room looking at the bookshelf. Misha rolled off of the couch, but used his legs to make him stand up rather than fall to the ground.

         “ ugh, I wish everyone would get here already,” he said with a heavy sigh. The Elf began to pace in front of the fireplace, holding his hands behind his head. “ I can’t stand the wait anymore. I mean we get to see the queen and king-”

        “ If I may ask,” Silas interrupted. His brown eyes curiously watched the Elf. Why would he want to meet a human and Fae rulers. Humans and Elves haven’t really talked together in the past, and there has been a long standing rivalry between the Faeries and the Elves. “Why are you so excited to see them?”

Misha scratched the back of his head and chuckled,”  It’s kind of weird really. . . when I was younger, my father would tell me stories about Adrienne the Great and how she saved the lives of the Elvish nobility during a meeting.” Silas furrowed his eyebrows. He had heard the term Adrienne the Great before, but he never heard the story behind it. It was probably due to the fact that the mercenary did not have any proper schooling when he was younger.

   “ What happened,” Silas asked, slightly intrigued by the story.

   “ About 20 years ago, there was a peace treaty between Haewthius and Icharah, the realm of elves,” Misha explained. “ Queen Adrienne had just been married about a year before, and this was her first diplomatic meeting of any sort. She and King Eldrick traveled to the other realm for the meeting. Except when she got there, they citizens were not too happy about it, because she was a Fae. A group of Elves called the Five Leaf Clover began to plot. They planned to kill all of the nobility of Icharah and frame the Queen and King for it, causing a war between the two realms.”

   “ During the meet, a group of people walked in. They were assassins sent by the organization. However, Queen Adrienne knew something was up, and by using her air magic, she was able to defeat them. The members of The Five Leaf Clover were quickly arrested. Though. . .” Misha took a deep sigh and turned toward the fire, his expression grew into sadness. “ What is wrong,” Silas asked as he frowned.

   “ Though. . . there have been some rumors about the meeting,” Misha said heavily. “ There are rumors that after Adrienne saved her sister’s life, her sister being the queen of Icharah, Adrienne demanded that Belladonna pay her back. Rumors are that they argued for three years before the youngest sister said that she would work to pay off Belladonna’s bet for her. This made Belladonna upset and so a year later, she and the king stepped down from the throne, and the king’s brother was named the new king.” Silas simply blinked. That was really deep. It seemed like this matter was really important to Misha. He also felt a small sense of pity for him. Silas knew what it felt like to have your heroes and idols be revealed as something as they are not.

   “ I just have two questions; first, if Belladonna is Adrienne’s sister, wouldn’t Belladonna have been Fae? Why would they been angry towards Adrienne but not their own queen? Second of all, what happened to the third sister,” Silas asked. Great. The mercenary quickly found himself wrapped up in the story. Though what he wanted to know the two questions the most.

   “ Well there is a rumor about the third sister-” Misha’s answer got cut off by the door opening. Silas snapped his head around. relieved that it was Calissa. She entered the room, and behind her a small trail of interesting characters followed her. Once everyone got assembled, and Calissa closed the door, Silas could count how many people were here exactly. Minus Calissa, there were four more people. Three of them were human, and the third one was surprisingly a goblin.

   The first human was a young girl, who appeared to be younger than both Misha and Corbin. She was also quite short as well, probably around 5 feet tall. She had narrow and delicate features that gave her even a more childish appearance. Her hair was a bright blue color, and she had long, curly auburn hair.

Secondly, the next human was older than Calissa, probably middle-aged. She was about 5’6” and had a muscular build that came from years of hard work. Her skin was tan and she had elbow length dark brown hair. Compared to the girl, the woman’s eyes was a dark brown.

   The last human was a man who appeared to be in his early 20’s. He had tan skin, short black hair, and dark brown eyes. His facial features were narrow and sharp which gave him a rather intimidating appearance.

   Lastly, was the goblin. The goblin was very short, about three feet tall, but all goblins were short compared to humans. This goblin had a very pointed nose and ears, with moss colored skin and sickly hazel eyes. The creature was dressed in neat leather clothing.

   Silas slowly moved his gaze over them. They did not look impressive at first, but a feeling deep inside of him said that they had unique skills and should not be underestimated. The mercenary stood from the comfortable, sleek leather chair and walked towards the group. He stopped about three feet in front of them.

   “ Welcome,” Silas said simply. “ I know you have questions, but those will have to be answered later. The queen and king are taking care some business right now, so why don’t we just go around in a circle and introduce yourself.” He paused for a second and motioned to himself. “ For example, my name is William Artemus Cindervale and I will be your captain. I have no magic.” His eyes then floated towards Calissa, signalling that she should go next.

   “ Hello everyone, my name is Calissa. I will be serving as the Quartermaster and second-in-command. Basically, it will be my job to make sure that everyone is doing their job as William drives the ship. Don’t you dare test me and my wind magic.” Misha walked up and stood next to Silas.

The Elf gave a small wave. “My name is Misha and I am a medic. I have teleportation magic.”

   “ Corbin. . . healer, healing magic.” A quiet voice could be heard from the back half of the room. A few seconds of silence passed with the four strangers exchanging glances between each other. Silas could tell that there were a bit unsure what was going on, and honestly, he could not blame them.

   “ My name is Khola.” Silas was jolted out of his thoughts by a sudden voice. Looking around the room, it did not take him long to realize that the voice was from the woman. She crossed her arms. Somehow she managed to look tense and relaxed at the same time. “ I am a beast tamer, though I can also work as a hunter. I can communicate with creatures.” Calissa rolled her eyes, it was quick, but Silas caught it. Did Calissa not like Khola? If they were enemies, why did she recruit her? The captain shook it off. He looked around and the goblin stepped forward a few steps.

   “ G’day. Me name ‘s Grundith,” the goblin spoke with a wide grin. “ Me spec’alt’es ‘s cannons, so ‘ll be serv’ng as Artillery Master, control over the cannons and such. Me power is strength.”

   “ Hi, my name is Robyn, and I have no specific job. I can do a little bit of everything,” the young girl said. She looked down towards her feet and sighed.“ I don’t have any cool magic powers or anything.”

Lastly, the human man spoke. “ My name is Derek. I double up as a Navigator and Fighter, and I have minor fire magic.”

   “ Okay. . . well, thank you everyone,” Silas said a bit uncomfortable. He had no idea what to do now since everyone had introduce themselves. They could sit at a table and speak for a bit, since they did not know when the queen and king were going to summon them. The young captain rubbed the back of his head. This was bad. He needed to become a good captain so he can get this mission over with and just live his life. Thankfully Calissa saved him from complete embarrassment. She stepped forward to where she was in the middle of the circle.

   “ Listen up, William is our captain okay? He is new to the idea of being a pirate, so the both of us ask for patience. However, should I hear rumor that you are disrespecting the captain and I will not be afraid to kick you off of the-”

   “ Maybe we should change the subject,” Silas blurted. His face flushed a little from embarrassment. “ Though Calissa does have a point. . . to pass the time, why don’t we-” Silas was interrupted by the sudden swing of a door. He snapped around to find two royal guards standing there. One of them raised a hand, showing that he was going to speak.

   “ The Queen and King have requested your presence now. All of the business matters will be discussed over dinner, so please be civilized.” The last four words felt a bit unnecessary, but Silas could have sworn that the guard looked in the direction of . . . Grundith! That was the goblin’s name. Silas moved the matter to the side as he walked towards the guards, though he stopped for a second and turned around to address his new crew.

   “ Alright, everyone get ready to follow and all of your questions will be answered.”

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Chapter 6:


   The new and unsure pirate crew was lead through the corridors of the mighty castle. Everyone seemed to be in awe of the grand paintings and tapestries hung on the wall, the way the candles seem to flicker, even to the quick movement of servants scurrying from here to there. All except Calissa and Khola. Silas had found himself looking in their direction a few times. Both of them had a downcasted expression, like they were not happy to be here. He figured out that Caliss did not want to meet the queen because of her debt, but he did not know why Khola was unhappy. Yet, he knew that if would be better if he did not ask.

   They had been walking for about 10 minutes before they stopped in front of two large and slender stone doors, each was as wide as Silas’s arm span. The two guards stood in front of their own door and pushed it open. Slowly, it revealed the elegant dining hall.

   Unlike the stone bricks pattern that made up the rest of the castle, the inside walls of the dining hall had been painted a warm cream color. The borders of the window were a dark redwood, and the flooring was made of the same redwood, but planks. Between two windows was a large grandfather clock that was make out of dark oak wood. A large rectangular table was in the center of the room, and was wide enough for the queen and king to be seated at one end. The tablecloth covering the table was mostly white, with a brown border around the edges, and gold, brown, and silver stitchwork in the center. There was enough chairs around the table to seat at least 30 people, if not more.

   The guards walked into the room.

   The one who had spoke earlier spoke up again. “ Your Majesties. . . these are the people you have requested.” King Eldrick raised his hand to speak.

   “ Thank you, you are dismissed.” The two guards gave a quick bow before they turned and walked out of the room, shutting the monolithic doors behind them. The king continued to speak,” You may approach now and take a seat at the table.” Silas stepped forward. Even though he did not care for the royals, he did know a little about manners. He would sit next to the queen, whereas Calissa will sit next to the king. The rest of the crew will then sit in any order. Silas found himself with Queen Adrienne sitting to his right, and around the corner of the table, and Derek to his left.

   The queen looked at each member of the crew. When she was down, she let out a small sigh. Her expression showed a mix of doubt and concern.“ Will this be enough people William? Normally pirates crews have at least 20 members and not. . . “ Queen Adrienne paused as she counted again. “ Eight.” Silas bit the inside of his lip.

   “ Well, your Majesty, the reason that I, and Calissa, have not recruited in more significant numbers is because how we approach the mission.” The queen and king both raise their eyebrows, though the queen looked more amused than anything else.

Queen Adrienne brought her goblet to her lips, probably to hide the smirk on her face. She hid it well, but the mercenary caught it.

   “ And what type of approach are you trying to achieve,” King Eldrick asked. Calissa raised her arms up and rested her elbows on the table. She then began to make small motions with her hands as she spoke.

   “ The problem we are currently faced with, is, where is this magical artifact,” Calissa said. “ This object can be in an enemy stronghold, or it can be in a shop in Icharah. If we were to assemble a large crew, and all of the evidence pointed towards the artifact being located in Icarath. . . then William and I felt like a large pirate crew looking for an object might create some type of war. We both agreed that it would be best to avoid detection, to just retrieve the artifact and return it here. A large crew might make that a bit difficult.” The king nodded his head in acknowledgement, as well as the king. Silas took a small sigh of relief. It looked like the queen and the king approved of their plan.

   Queen Adrienne turned toward Silas and spoke,” If I might inquire, what are the current roles that have been filled?”

   “ It is already known that Calissa and I are the Quartermaster and Captain, respectively,” Silas said. “ Derek will be the Navigator, Grundith is the Artillery Master, Khola is the beast tamer, Misha and Corbin are Healers. . . and we don’t have a spot for Robyn quite yet.”

   “ I don’t mind hard work, as long as I get a role,” the young girl piped up from her seat.

Calissa added,” We were going to have her study under someone for some time.”

   “ Do you know who?”

   “ Yes, Robyn will study under Derek. I think it would be best having two people working on maps and charting, since it can be a hectic job,” Silas said. A few seconds passed of silence. Several servants walked out of a side door with trays of food. He gazed at the tray coverings, as they alternated between silver and gold. Two servants stood between him, Derek, and the queen, as they placed down their tray and took the top off. On two polished plates were two hogs that had appeared to been grilled. Steam still rose, and the king raised up his  goblet in a refined manner.

   “ To William and his band of pirate misfits.”


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   About 15 minutes had passed since the give gave his toast, and everyone was already captivated by the feast. Even Calissa and Khola who seemed to have been a bit annoyed at the fact that they were here were eating food and chatting amongst the other crew members, yet never to each other. Silas himself had become a bit reserved as he cut a piece of ham for himself, as well as gathered sides.

   “ So do you have a name yet?”

   The question stunned Silas. He set his fork down and looked at who had spoken, the king.

   “ What do you mean,” Silas asked curiously.

   “ Well, all pirates crews and their ship have names. Did you think that we were going to give you one?” To be honest, yes. Thinking up of a name for their crew was possibly one of the last things on his mind.  Silas took a small breath as he began to cut the swine. When he got halfway through the piece of meat, he decided to respond.

   “ No, I haven't thought about about that,” Silas admitted. Sitting next to Calissa on the other side of her was Grundith, who let out a small snort and chuckle.

   “ Who would have thought? That our m’ghty capta’n d’dn’t th’nk of our name.” He paused for a second and turned towards Silas. “ ‘f you want W’ll’am, Eey can help you th’nk of a name.” Silas raised his fork and knife and set it down on his meat, and began to cut out a bite sized piece.

   “ I do not think we will need a name,” Silas said, maybe a bit harsly. “ If we are only a pirate crew for this one job, then I don’t see the point of adorning ourselves with a name.” Grundith slammed his hands down, with a knife in one hand and his fork in the other.

   “ Where is your creat’v’ty lad?!”

   “ Grundith, that is enough,” Calissa said cooly. “ Even though I know how much you hate the idea, William does have a point.”

   “ What about The Sharkfin Buccaneers.” Everyone turned towards Khola who spoke. The beast tamer raised her goblet to her lip and took a small sip of the sweet, warm tea that filled all of their goblets. “ It does not sound bad. . . but it is an idea.”

   “ It does have a nice ring to it,” Corbin added in. Everyone began to chatter among themselves, and Silas did not silence them. He found the swift whispers to be a bit relaxed, and it helped him concentrate. The Sharkfin Buccaneers. . . Corbin was right, it did have a nice ring to it. Silas raised his hand, and slowly the voices began to die down. The mercenary turned toward the queen and king.

   “ I suppose our name will be The Sharkfin Buccaneers then,” Silas said. At least it was a good name and nothing stupid. The queen looked over to the king, who simply nodded. Queen Adrienne raised her hand and motioned. Almost instantly a servant walked over. The queen whispered to the servant, who quickly walked away.

   “ I have sent the order away so the flag can be created,” Queen Adrienne said. She leaned back in her chair, taking a sip from her tea. “ It would be a smart idea to have a flag that would symbolize peace and diplomacy rather than piracy.” That was smart. Silas took a bite of his food before setting the knife down on his plate. If he had be honest, he was beginning to get excited for the mission. At first this whole idea made him angry.

He did not want to become a pirate, let alone a privateer. Instead, he wanted to just be himself, a mercenary. Now that he was thinking about it, a privateer did not sound so bad. Despite the fact that he had to do whatever the queen and king said, there was still the adventure and traveling element. That part he could get use to, as well as giving orders. Following orders? Not so much. Silas took a long and slow sip from his goblet.

   “ WHAT DO YOU MEAN, EEY HAVE BEEN RESPECTFUL!” Silas dropped his goblet on his lap. Grundith was standing on his seat, pointing to a servant who was standing on the side of it. “ EEY HAVE DONE NOTH’NG TO HARM THE ROYAL MAJEST’ES!” The servant sneered towards the goblin.

   She commented harshly,” There have been reports from the Goblin Realm that an army is being created. You could have been some sort of spy or assassin.”

   “ THAT IS ENOUGH!” The king stood up from his seat. “ Hannah, you are dismissed. Go get your things now.” Despite the harsh words that spewed from the king’s mouth, the servant did not seem to have been faze. She walked around the table to where Silas was, and leaned down to Silas’ and Derek’s ear.

   “ Don’t trust goblins. They are vile creatures,” Hannah whispered, a little loud. Grundith picked up his steak knife.

   “ Why you-” He threw it at her arm, but she stepped to the side, and instead, scraped Silas’ upper arm. Silas hissed at the pain and went to place his hand over the cut. Though Derek moved his hand away, and placed a napkin at the sight of injury.

   “ Here, this will help,” Derek said. Though Silas could not help but notice as Derek gazed over the injury. What was there to look at? It was just a simple cut.

Silas simply replied,” Thank you.” He looked up to find everyone staring at either him or Grundith in shock. They had to do something before something even worse happened. Silas thanked Derek and stood up from his chair.

   “ Well, I think that this has been a rather eventful dinner,” Silas said with a slight chuckle. Then he turned his attention towards the queen and king. “ If you will allow me, I wish to retire early.”

   “ Yes, I think that you deserve it,” Queen Adrienne said. “ We will send guards in the morning to retrieve you, since you will be responsible for inspecting the ship.” She paused for a second. “ Are you sure that you want to leave so early? We still need to discuss the details for the mansion.”

   “ I. . . I need to go, to at least address the scratch. A simple salve and bandaging will have it healing in no time,” Silas responded.

   “ I can heal it,” Corbin offered. “ All you would have to do is roll up your sleeve-”

   “ NO. I… I got it,” Silas interrupted. He could not let Corbin look at the scratch. In fact, he could not get injured because he might have to take his shirt off, and everyone would know the truth. That cannot happen. The mercenary flipped the collar of his coat up.

He took a deep breath and turned towards his crew. “ When I am gone, Calissa is in charge. Do not worry about telling me everything that happens for the rest of the night. She will tell me what has happened.” With that, Silas left the dining hall and to his chambers.

 

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