The rival ship continued upon the sea as Genevieve was left wondering if her husband had survived the intentions of the rival pirate or succumbed to the wicked depths of Davy Jones's locker.
"I am sure he is well…" Helene spoke to Genevieve as she had believed she was the only one not consumed by a tempting slumber. If not for her uncertain thoughts, she may have been allowed the solace of an alternate reality in her unconsciousness. "After all, he has been victorious to death once before…"
"How many instances does luck or magic or God intervene before an expiration is met? Perhaps he was allowed to live once more to torment me." Tears filled her eyes at the thought of the pain felt since she had reconnected with her childhood love.
"Why would you believe such a thing?"
"For having
