‘This is not good, not good at all,’ Emer thought as he sat in the narrow chair at the far end of the cabin, watching the doctor and his two assistants fuss over Raena’s unconscious body. He had decided to travel with a skeleton crew, only allowing the doctor on board for the return trip. Raena was pregnant, and as much as he didn’t care for that child, he needed her alive, so he had to be prepared for any emergencies. But he hadn’t expected to need the doctor even before they set foot on the boat.
They had already left the Empire behind and transferred to the bigger, better-equipped ship that had been waiting for them where they left it. Sailing in it was much more comfortable, and another two weeks had passed without problems, aside from reports from the doctor that Raena was getting we
