The port of Thansalay lay safely hidden within two jetties reaching out into the Great Northern Sea like enormous arms. A small tower stood on the tip of each from which archers could rain down arrows on unwanted visitors. A wall ran along the jetties, making it difficult for those out at sea to see inside the bay.
From Danica"s point of view, there were plenty of masts, but with no sight of the hulls, it was difficult to take stock of what ships might be present.
"That"s inconvenient," said Anya. "You"d think the empire"s fleet would want to boast of its prowess, not hide behind walls."
"It"s unfortunate, to be sure," replied Danica, "but I should’ve foreseen this possibility."
"Could we not simply sail into the harbour? We"re not flying our own flag, and Fearless is clearly of Halvar
