Eat Me Alive

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Mel groggily woke up, her head slightly aching. She shifted on the cushioned surface and slowly opened her heavy eyes.

She surveyed her surroundings and realised she had been covered with a blanket while sleeping. Her head was apparently resting on Anna's lap too. She looked up at the sleeping face of her servant and immediately sat up, worried the woman's laps would be sore by now.

Anna kept on sleeping, and Mel surveyed the room once more. Eustace was nowhere to be seen and Mel properly sat up, leaning back against the divan. She took off the blanket and wrapped it around Anna.

Mel's throat itched and her mouth felt dry. She made her way to the door, about to open it and ask for water when it vibrated with a soft knock and was pushed open.

"Oh." She stepped back with a start as Enmel stood before her.

Her future uncle-in-law regarded her with his usual stoic expression. He closed his eyes and gave Mel a short nod. "My apologies for barging in," he said, his voice low and deep. The lack of emotion in it surprised her.

"It's no problem," Mel whispered. "Please I would like to have some water."

"Ah. Of course." He opened the door even wider to reveal a tray holding two metallic flasks and a cup in his other hand. "Precisely what I came for."

Mel smiled and Enmel walked into the cabin, dropping the tray on one of the stools before heading back for the door. Mel stood still, surprised.

He wasn't going to serve the drink to her?

Enmel stared back at her, as if able to read her mind. "We will be at Orion in a few hours," he merely said.

"That fast?" Her eyes widened.

Enmel nodded in reply and left the room as quietly as he came. Mel walked back to her seat and poured the water from the flask into the cup herself. Her hands trembled a bit, causing a small amount to spill on the tray.

She drank the water from the cup and sat still. Her heart tightened as she stared into space. It had been subtle, but she was either being paranoid or she felt a slight hostility from the man.

"No." She warded off the thought and murmured to herself, "Maybe it's not part of their culture? It has to be."

"My lady?"

Mel shifted to see a rousing Anna and a warm smile returned to her lips. "You're finally awake."

As the next few hours rolled by, Mel went to the surface of the ship. The wind was far cooler than Mel expected and she wrapped her coat tighter around her body. There, she found Eustace on deck and had a small talk with the woman, familiarising herself a bit before she noticed the approaching land.

Eustace gave Mel's arm a light squeeze and the old woman's eyes brightened for the first time. "Welcome, Mel."

Excited shouts and whistles from the men on board disrupted the tranquility and a knot formed in Mel's stomach.

Would she really be welcomed here?