The harbor was coming to life as we arrived. Merchants moved among those who carried trade from their boats and those who sought work on ships begged after rich traders who did business nearby.
Sylvain inhaled the briny air as though he just learned to breathe moments ago. “The sea always smells like freedom.”
“So it does,” Seton agreed. “I must go and meet Doremme. I will be but a moment.”
As he walked away, a sudden urge came upon me.
“I must do something,” I said. “Go seek your friend and when you return, I will be here.”
“If you must go, be careful. I will come back shortly.”
“Careful and quick as the wind,” I answered.
“I will watch him with my own blind eyes, no greater watch could be summoned!” Sylvain teased. His mood had lightened ever since we’d announced our leaving.
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