Zelia
“Laaaand! Land ahead!”
The screaming wakes me, and I sit up abruptly and am confused. Jehan is still snoring away next to me and quietly I climb out of bed and go to the port.
“Captain!” Bellamy hammers on the door. “We have reached our destination.”
“I am coming,” Jehan grunts and wipes his eyes.
He looks around until his eyes settle on me. For the longest moment he just stares at me, and I cannot decipher his expression.
“Get dressed,” he barks at me, and I frown at his harsh demeanour.
Without arguing, I obey. We both get dressed in a sickening silence.
“Get to the deck when you are done,” he orders as he leaves and flabbergasted, I stare at the closed door. What on earth happened between last night and now?
I am surprised to find all the prisoners on the deck, and I rush
