“Well, Cap'n. All things considered, and taking into account headings, weather conditions, shipping traffic, the prospect of a ruddy good haul, and not forgetting that Dragonbeard is as greedy as a Purple Whale after a winters hibernation, I'd say that his preferred destination would be Elfin Bay.”
“Could you repeat that, Billy lad?” said Orangebeard. “For a moment there I could have sworn that you said Elfin Bay.”
“That's right, Cap'n. Elfin Bay is what I said, Sir.”
“But, Billy.”
“Yes, Cap'n.”
“Elfin Bay doesn't exist. It's a myth, a legend. A tale told by pirates to their little ones.”
Billy swayed slightly back and forth as if he were trying to avoid a punch, which could very well be the case if Orangebeard wasn't happy with his random, and slightly offbeat theorising.
“I know t
