“How
did you get on my boat?” The Captain demands again, keeping the
knife at her throat.
“I
have my ways and means,” she smiles, “Though I doubt you'd
understand. Now are you going to let me help you or will you send me
back to the Forest?”
“Back
to the Forest?” he growls. “I have no time for riddles and
nonsense, I will have answers.”
“Then
stop this childish knife play,” she responds sternly. “It's not
as if you can hurt me anyway. And I'm not overly fond of this body.”
“More
riddles!” The Captain declares, stuffing the cloth back in her
mouth. “Clap her in irons and put her in the brig,” he commands.
“And make sure she's properly gagged,” he adds as the mate cuts
her loose and leads her below deck.
