Valka
The storm begins at midnight and rages even harder, fiercer than normal. And it doesn't come as a surprise when the captain heralds a stop to weather out the storm. Averis, our intended destination is an entire day's journey away, and Lucien seems a little stiff-spined about the stop at the small fishing town called Grave's Bay.
A set back, he calls it.
Eerie name aside, I just think he's in a cranky mood because the deckhand and more than half the crew of men on the ship have taken no small pains in trying to stare my pants off my ass. He's been broody the entire day and when I pointed it out, he said, "Restraint isn't one of my virtues, Val. Forgive me if it's taking all of my energy not to peel those eyes from their sockets and stitch them to the deck where they can't leer at you anymore."
How original.
