“Enemy ship in sight,” came Anya’s voice.
Danica staggered out of bed, throwing on a cloak. “What nonsense is this? We’re not at war.” She opened the door, immediately noting the concern on the captain’s face.
“We’ve spotted a ship in distress,” explained Anya. “It’s under attack by a pirate. I’ve ordered the Temple Knights into armour, and we’re altering course to intercept.”
“I’ll be up directly.”
“Do you need help donning your armour?”
“I think I can manage, thank you.”
“You should consider getting an admiral’s aide,” said Anya. “Saints know you’ve got more than enough to do to keep one busy.”
“Ha-ha. I have little enough time for myself. How, then, am I to find more in which to train an aide?”
“I’m sure I could find a volunteer, Admiral.”
“I’ll consider it, but you’d best get
