'Perhaps you would be concerned about a few dozen,' Bradan said. 'There must be at least fifty of them here.'
'They are in the sea,' Melcorka said. 'We are on a boat. They cannot board us, and we will not be swimming. We are as safe as if we were in our own house.'
Bradan nodded. It was a few moments before he replied. 'We do not have our own house,' he said.
'Wandering men like you do not make roots,' Melcorka replied at once. They exchanged glances, each unable to articulate their thoughts.
They were still at sea when night fell, so, rather than chance landing in the dark, they hove-to, put out a sea anchor and made themselves as comfortable as they could within the boat.
'The seals are getting noisy,' Bradan said.
'Let them.' Melcorka tried to sound unconcerned, yet she kept Defen
