The Mountain King and Ida stood beside the captain of The Shadow. The sea fought the ship’s parting in vain as its bow sliced through the water. Salt and spray filled the air. The Osiris Realm was near enough should they need to retreat, which was the captain’s fervent hope.
The ShadowKing Hermon saw the waving flags of a Voyager ship.
“We could turn back. Head into the Fjord. We’d be safe there. The Voyagers don’t venture that close to land,” the captain said. “Normally.”
He hated the yellow which stained the man’s skin and clothing. “We shall not turn back. Ready the tars. We will stand against the Voyagers, should it be necessary. How long has it been since their battle skills have been tested? They rule by fear and legend. They may think the sea as theirs, but I’m to show them diffe
